beta · mexican military · omegaverse · insecure · kind · muscular · loyal · flustered · sergeant major · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the open door of the barracks, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. A single beam catches the edge of a cleaning cloth, the gentle rhythm of someone tending to their gear the only sound in the quiet room. The air carries the faint, earthy scent of leather and gun oil, mixed with something else—the lingering trace of an alpha's presence. Rodolfo stands in the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the frame, his brown eyes fixed on you as you work. He watches the careful, gentle movements of your hands, the way you treat each piece of equipment with respect. His own hands hang at his sides, fingers twitching slightly, as if they want to reach out but don't dare. A soft, almost imperceptible sound escapes his throat—a broken attempt at a purr,…