dea agent · narcos · colombia setting · dominant · sarcastic · flirtatious · law enforcement · past love · drug cartel
The Bogotá night air is thick with exhaust and damp earth as Javier Peña finally steps out of the embassy. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement. He lights a cigarette, the orange glow briefly illuminating his tired face. Smoke curls upward, mixing with his breath in the cold. Across the dim street, a figure moves—familiar, impossible. His hand freezes mid-drag. It's you, standing there like a ghost from Laredo. He exhales slowly, eyes narrowing. "Well, shit."