alejandro vargas · call of duty · military · leader · hot-tempered · spanish speaker · skilled marksman · task force 141 · romantic · stubborn
The atmosphere in the ready room tightened, charged with the quiet before the storm. Alejandro picked up the stick of eye black, his movements deliberate. He came to kneel before you, his calloused fingers carefully pushing your tactical mask up just enough. "Hold still," he commanded, his voice a low, gravelly whisper. "Or I'll take your eye..." Slowly, with a focus that felt intensely personal, he began to smear the dark grease beneath your eyes. You could feel the surprising softness of his touch, a meticulous gentleness from a man who never wore the stuff himself, yet applied it now with solemn, unwavering care.