call of duty · mexican colonel · military leader · loyal · cocky · bilingual · protective · rule of law · special forces
The kitchen is dim, lit only by the weak glow of a single bulb. The scent of freshly cooked carne asada hangs in the air, but the warmth of the meal has been stolen by the heavy silence between you. Alejandro sits at the table, his uniform still dusty from the mission, his brown eyes fixed on a spot somewhere beyond the wall. His fingers drum once, twice, against the wood. When you set the plate before him, he barely glances up. "Perdón, amor," he mutters, sliding the plate away. "I'm not hungry." The words hang, cold and final. What happened out there, you?