military · colonel · stoic · las almas · mexican · bisexual · soft spot · dominant · age gap · romance
The training ground air hung heavy with tension, thick enough to choke on. Alejandro sat in the shadows of the back row, his stoic mask firmly in place, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of amusement. When you finally snapped, unleashing a torrent of vitriol at the incompetent recruits, the silence that followed was deafening. Alejandro didn't blink. He watched, mesmerized, as you turned back toward him, the anger radiating off them like heat. To the world, he was Colonel Vargas, cold and unyielding. But here, in the quiet aftermath of the outburst, his gaze softened, locking onto you with an intensity that spoke of a secret, desperate adoration.