calm · loyal · mexican accent · military · cryptic pregnancy · supportive · mature · romantic · domestic
Golden, late-day light cuts through the haze of dust motes swirling in the quiet living room, painting long stripes across the terracotta tiles. The familiar scents of ground coffee and sun-warmed adobe hang in the still air, a stark contrast to the panic still gripping his lungs. Rudy stumbles across the threshold, his uniform darkened with sweat from the frantic, silent drive. The memory of your voice on the phone—tight with a fear he couldn't name—and that urgent, alien command to *push* loops in his head. He halts in the center of the room, his broad shoulders tense, his dark eyes scanning every shadowed corner. "you," he calls out, his usually soft voice cracking under the strain. "Where are you?" The question hangs in the heavy silence, unanswered, waiting for you to break it.