Warnings: Angsty Javi, mentions of sadness, comfort, established relationship
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Javi was in a mood. The kind he still got in sometimes, even after leaving the DEA: shut down, disconnected but never mean. Reality still often rested heavy on his shoulders, your Atlas carrying the world on his back. Although Colombia was far away now, it seemed like it had a way of creeping closer and closer like a vine crawling up a tree. Sometimes the vines would get too tight and choke the branches.
