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When the wind blows | Alejandro Vargas 18+ request

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Content : mention of heartbreak, angst, comfort fluff,

A/N: Lovely? if and whoever rejected you, they probably didn't deserve you mwah. <3 anyway hope you enjoy it! please remember to like and reblog, it helps us writers. requests and ask box is open, so feel free to send me something.

'New chapter of preach til the morning light is coming out soon! you can find it on myresident evil masterlist!

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Your gaze remained unwaveringly fixed on the road ahead, tears cascading like miniature waterfalls. In your heart, you knew it was a long shot, but their rejection after weeks of conversation still stung. The all-too-familiar "it's me, not you" line rang hollow. The emotion you felt was indescribable, far beyond mere sadness.

Overwhelmed by a tidal wave of somber thoughts and restless nights, you knew who you needed to see – Alejandro. He had the power to ease the storm inside you.

Not wanting to burden him with your troubles, deep down, the urge to pour your heart out was overwhelming. He had always been your rock-solid support, and once, long ago, you secretly nurtured a crush on him. A fleeting, innocent crush that you likely would never have revealed – a sentiment too inconceivable to ever be spoken aloud.

After parking your car, you strolled along the charming rocky path adorned with lilies and an array of quaint trinkets. As you ascended the steps, anticipation grew, and you knocked on the door.

With a warm, welcoming smile, he swung the door open and extended his arms for a much-needed hug. "Hey! How have you been, my friend?" he asked cheerfully.

Sensing an unsettling atmosphere, he quickly led you inside the house. He gently guided you to the couch, sitting down right next to you. With a concerned tone in his voice, he asked, "Amor, what's troubling you?" As you reveal your emotions and the events that transpired, his reaction was far from pleased.

"He told me it was him and not m-" Sobs flew from your lips and he hugged you and patted your back until you stopped crying.

As he rose from the sofa and ventured into the kitchen, you hastily snatched your phone and launched the camera to examine your face. To your horror, you recoiled at the sight of your puffy eyes and runny nose.

"Simply beautiful amor." your cheeks got hot and you nudged him.

"Stop that." You pouted and he laughed. " I only call it as I see it." He winked and handed you a plate with a marker. You look at him confused and he explained to write your problems on the plate.

The plate began filling up, and he was doing the same as you. Once you finished you put the cap on the marker and set it aside. Once he was finished the both of you got up and went outside. You walked for a bit and found an empty parking lot.

"Now I want you to throw on the ground as hard as you can." He demonstrated the plate shattered and he laughed. "C'mon amor it's your turn!"

With all of your mite, you threw the plate down and it broke like his, you felt relieved and didn't feel the burden on your shoulders.

"te sientes mejor amor, vamos a comer bocadillos. Entonces podemos olvidarnos de hoy y mirar hacia mañana".

You giggled and the both of you walked to the nearest gas station to get snacks.

Let me know what yall thought, and anon if you need to talk I'm here. I did this a bit differently because I think he doesn't have a way with words, I believe he's the type of man to work past it, then shut down.