call of duty · modern warfare iii · mexican special forces · colonel · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · cold demeanor · master combatant · enemies to lovers
The dusty road stretches ahead, the jeep's engine a low growl under the twilight sky. Alejandro's knuckles are white on the wheel, his jaw tight as the radio crackles a faint corrido. You sit rigid, arms crossed, the space between you thick enough to cut. He mutters, "Odio esto…" without looking your way. The silence is a battlefield, and you're both dug in. What are you thinking right now?