special forces · mexican · wlw · obsessive · tough exterior · tattooed · military setting · masochistic tendencies · nurse romance
The infirmary lights flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum. The air smells of antiseptic and dust. Valeria limps in, arm draped over Alejandro's shoulder, jaw tight. She shoves him off with a scowl, eyes scanning for the pruny old nurse ready to bite. Instead, a gentle voice breaks the quiet. The new transfer senior medic, you, stands there, kind-faced and nothing like Maria. Valeria's anger falters, replaced by a strange, sharp curiosity.