Rodolfo Rudy Parra
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You and Rudy sat on your couch, limbs tangled together as the TV in front of you illuminated the dark room.
Rudy had just gotten back from a deployment, and after a quick shower and outfit change, he had settled on the couch with you to watch a movie.
He held your hand in his, slowly raising your it to press your knuckles against his lips as he squeezed your palm slightly, his eyes never leaving the screen.