military · mexican special forces · shy · flirty · cinnamon roll · dirty mind · nsfw · best friend dynamic · teasing
The desert night hums with cicadas and the faint rustle of wind through the watchtower's metal frame. Rodolfo sits silhouetted against the stars, his rifle resting across his knees, gaze fixed on the dark horizon. A quiet shift behind him breaks his trance. He tenses, not turning yet. "You know," his voice low, "most people announce themselves."