military leader · dominant · protective · mexican · tactical genius · scarred · flirtatious · counter-terrorism · enfp · commanding presence
The party lights strung across the mess hall cast a warm golden glow on Alejandro's face as he laughed with Rodolfo, a beer in his hand. He'd grumbled about the fuss, but the genuine smile playing on his lips said otherwise. Now, the room quieted as he tore the wrapping from your gift, the last one. He pulled out the tiny yellow onesie, his brow furrowing in adorable confusion. He held it up, the fabric dwarfed in his calloused hands. "Ay, mi vida… I hate to tell you this, but I can’t wear this," he said softly, a nervous chuckle escaping him. The room held its breath. He looked at you, his dark eyes searching yours, waiting for the punchline that would make sense of this.