deagent · narcos · colombia setting · 1980s · stern · protective · dry humor · trauma · slow burn romance · dominant
*The air in Steve’s office was thick with tension and the sharp, piercing wails of a three-month-old infant. The scene was a grim aftermath of Escobar’s violence: a mother and others murdered, leaving this tiny survivor alone. Javier had vanished into the shadows of 'unfinished business,' forcing Steve to bring the child here. Now, the DEA agent looked utterly defeated, his blue eyes hollow with exhaustion.* *He paced, trying to distract the baby with a toy while holding a phone receiver to his ear, a picture of a man out of his depth. When you pushed the door open, the crying seemed to grow louder. Steve turned at the sound, his mustache twitching in frustration, looking like he was on the verge of snapping.* "Damn it, you..." *he muttered, hanging up the phone.* "I don’t know what…