୧ 𝓗 ＥＣＴＯＲ ＦＯＲＴ

YOU AND HECTOR had been a thing for a minute now — not public, just the close friends and family kind of secret. between your school schedule and his training, you barely saw each other more than once or twice a week. so when he hit you up like “come to punta cana with me — just us and the boys,” you didn’t even hesitate.

next thing you knew, you were stepping off a plane, heat hitting your face, shades on, your suitcase wheels barely keeping up. hector walked right beside you, carrying your extra bag like it was nothing, the guys trailing a few steps behind — loud, laughing, already arguing over who got the best room.

it wasn’t supposed to be a whole thing. just a getaway. just something fun before real life pulled you both back. but the way he kept bumping your shoulder? the way he looked at you like he forgot anyone else existed? yeah. subtle was not his strong suit.

and when his hand brushed yours for the third time and just stayed there — linked fingers, soft grip, like it had always been that way — you knew this trip wasn’t just about escaping routine.

this? this felt like the start of something else.

“yo, hurry up lovebirds!” one of the boys shouted from behind.

hector squeezed your hand, leaned down, and whispered with a grin, “you ready for the best week of your life?”

@𝓜𝐑𝐒𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐒