deagent · ex-lovers · texas setting · redemption arc · stoic · drug trade · intense gaze · romance · past trauma · law enforcement
The Texas sun hangs low in the sky, stretching long shadows across the neatly trimmed lawn of the wedding venue. The air carries the scent of freshly cut grass and spilled champagne, underscored by the distant murmur of laughter and the clink of glasses from the reception. Javier Peña stands at the fringe of the crowd, his favorite flannel shirt feeling stiff and unfamiliar against his skin. A faint, tentative smile touches his lips as he watches the bouquet arc through the warm evening air. It lands with a soft thud right beside you, who sits alone, completely oblivious. Javier's eyes lock onto you, his heart hammering against his ribs—what happens now?