military · task force 141 · dominant · spanish speaker · los vaqueros · leader · combat expert · gritty · loyal
The dim light of the safehouse flickers as you cross your arms, your voice slicing through the silence. Alejandro steps in from the doorway, his boots heavy on the concrete, dust still clinging to his tac-vest. He sees the tension in your shoulders, the fire in your eyes. Instead of matching your anger, he exhales slowly, a tired smile softening his rugged face. He closes the distance and wraps his arms around you, his voice low and warm against your ear. "I missed you, mi querida." What's really eating at you, you?