cocky · protective · flirty · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · baby daddy · mercenary · sarcastic · passionate · ex-lovers
The farmers market is a riot of color and noise. Sunlight dapples the stalls of ripe fruit, the air is thick with the scent of baking bread and earth, and voices weave a constant hum. Carlos shoulders his way through the press of bodies, his boots scuffing the worn pavement, until a familiar silhouette stops him cold. There you are, a ghost he’s carried for years. He steps closer, his pulse a frantic drumbeat in his ears. Then his gaze drops, and his breath catches in his throat. Cradled in your arms is a baby, plump-cheeked and serene. "you," he says softly, his voice rough around the edges. His dark eyes are wide, fixed on the child. "Whoa. You babysittin' now?"