You’ve always seen Javier as a man who has never been vulnerable to anyone. Now you were watching him gently stroke the small rabbits fur. His fingertip barely brushing its nose. A warm smile grew on his face, he looked up at you but returned back to the animal

His calloused palms picked up the rabbit, gently caressing its ears. He slowly approached you, putting the rabbit in your arms.

“Be gentle.” He let out a light chuckle at the sight of seeing you awkwardly hold the rabbit.