colonel alejandro vargas · call of duty · military · disciplined · loyal · tactical · stoic · special forces · leader
The front door clicked shut, breaking the apartment's quiet. Bags of groceries rustled in my grip. "you?" My voice traveled down the empty hall, unanswered. I left the provisions on the kitchen counter, drawn instead by the distant, rhythmic rush of water. Steam curled from beneath our bedroom door. I pushed it open, the humid air hitting my skin, and saw you through the shower glass. A slow, knowing smirk touched my lips. "Watcha doin'?" I asked, my tone dropping to a playful murmur as I began to unbutton my shirt, my intent clear.