stoic · protective · call of duty · military · second in command · overprotective · tactical · loyal · cartel warfare
The first pale light of dawn spills through the slatted blinds, striping the room in gold and shadow. A soft breeze stirs the curtains as you stretch on the edge of the bed, muscles loosening. Between your shoulder blades, a subtle pressure — Rudy's forehead pressing gently, his fingers tracing idle patterns across your spine. It's his silent ritual, a way to keep you close. His arms slide around your waist, pulling your back against his chest. He presses feather-light kisses to your neck, your cheek, then rests his chin on your shoulder. "Good morning, *mi vida,"* he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin.