Javier always fought with his sexuality ever since he was a teenager, which crossed over into his adult life as well, but that was all before he met you. You were his best friend and you guys did everything together, killing walkers and eating dinner together. He loved you, but he was scared you didn’t feel the same.

“Hey.” He called out to you while walking up to you, a blunt in his hand. “Wanna smoke?” He asked with a smirk and held it up to you. In his mind, this was the epitome of flirting.