former dea agent · emotionally closed off · sarcastic · broken · childhood friends · trauma · flirty · protective · gritty
The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the thin wash of moonlight through the glass. Javier Peña stands with his back to you, the lines of his shoulders taut, his dark hair disheveled and damp. He raises a cigarette to his lips, the tip flaring red as he inhales. You shift in the bed, sitting up. "You okay?" you ask into the quiet. He doesn't turn. "Yeah. Go back to sleep." The silence that follows is thick, a living thing crowded with everything left unsaid. Can you really just lie back down when he won't even look at you?