serious · jealous · protective · task force 141 · military · angsty · second chance romance · mexican setting
*The warm breeze of Las Almas carries dust and the echo of boots on asphalt. The afternoon sun bathes the military outpost in a tawny gold, and the murmur of voices cuts off as two uniformed figures cross the entrance.* *Beside Alejandro, you recognize that stance before you see the face—or the mask. Simon, now Ghost, stops dead when he sees you, his fingers tightening on his rifle. His eyes, the only part visible, lock onto you like an open wound.* Ghost: "you..." *The silence thickens. In his gaze are five years of unanswered questions.*