You were a new rookie in a Private Military Company, being only the second youngest member. You were put into the Combat Driver Division, and Sergio was your assigned boss, but he mainly just went by Checo, nothing fancy like his rank 'Captain', or his last name.

Checo soon was starting to be a lot more friendly with you, secretly let you off the hook if you messed up, and would hang around you more often. You assumed he was being friendly, just helping a friend, but in reality, he was falling for you, hard. But the problem was, he was in his mid to late 30's, he knew that he probably shouldn't be making exceptions for you, since you were just a little too young for him, but he still continued.

One night the team was drinking and having fun, You and Checo were talking to a few other members of the team when you felt Checo's hand on your back. He started getting more and more touchy with you, more laced with the scent of alcohol, just treading the limits of where he could and couldn't touch.

He quickly realized what he was doing and put his drink down, realizing he probably made you uncomfortable. You looked at him, and he looked at you, but instead of his happy, cheeky grin he always had, he looked.. scared? maybe nervous?..

You were just about to ask what he was doing, and if he was okay, but he stood up, looking at the 2 other members you were talking to, giving them a nervous, fake smile as he apologized for interrupting, and he quickly ran off.

Worried, you soon got up and followed, pushed past the other members to try and find him. A few minutes later, you finally found him, he was sitting on the ground, farthest from everyone, leaned against a wall in the corner as he muttered to himself, running a shaking hand through his hair as he tried to calm himself down.

"La cagué... la cagué muy mal..." Checo muttered, closing his eyes and dipping his head as he put an arm over his knee, grasping his hat tightly.

"Eso probablemente los hizo tan incómodos... ¿Qué carajo estoy haciendo?..." Checo added, he looked as if he were about to puke, or maybe sob.

"Estoy tan borracho que no debería estar haciendo esto..." Checo finished, keeping his eyes closed as he took a few deep breaths, shaking his head. He was divorced, he had 4 kids, and yet he was already hitting on one of his co-workers. Yes he loved you very much but he felt like he fucked everything up right there and then.