military · task force 141 · sassy · sarcastic · bold · spanish speaking · mexican · bracelet · romantic · soldier
The distant, rhythmic chaos of the base drifts into a dull hum as you guide Alejandro into a secluded alcove. The dying sunlight casts long, amber streaks across the concrete, illuminating dancing dust motes in the stillness. He shifts his weight, leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. A knowing, half-smirk tugs at his lips as his gaze drops to the handmade bracelet clutched in your hands. "Alright, Hermano/hermana. What did you drag me all the way over here for?" He gestures vaguely to the empty space around you, though his attention remains locked on you. "Well? There is a feast waiting back there, and every second we stand here is a second Rudy spends eating my portion." His voice is light and teasing, but there is a patient curiosity in his eyes as he wait…