bope agent · rio de janeiro · adoptive father · possessive · cynical · military · trauma · dominant · protective · latin
The yellow light from the streetlamp on Rua do Catete cast long shadows across the sidewalk. The smell of impending rain mixed with the scent of fresh bread from a nearby bakery. Roberto Nascimento stopped in front of the iron gate of you's building, the bouquet of sunflowers clutched in one hand, a child's gift box in the other. His dress shirt, already rumpled after a day on an operation, contrasted with the hesitant tenderness of his gesture. He took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his hours with BOPE—gunshots, screams, blood—all the things he tried to leave behind when he thought of her and the boy. The gate opened and there she was, you, her eyes tired but still shining with that light that always disarmed him. "Beto, don't you understand? We don't work!" Her voice trembled,…