#trujillo
Zapatos (A Mariposa Drabble)
Pairing:Colonel Carrillo x Reader (but this is post Mariposa, after Carrillo has been killed)
Rating:PG
Summary: Trujillo tries to deal with his own grief by remembering the good times.
Author’s Note: This is kind of pseudo-epilogue for Mariposa.
Trujillo hasn’t been in your apartment in two months.
He remembers when it used to be a weekly thing, stopping in to pick up intel, a file, or just have a drink with you and Carrillo. He had been to the apartment after your attack, letting himself in to water your plants, clean out your refrigerator from the expired food from your stay in the hospital, and making sure you had fresh food for when you were released. He brought homemade dishes from his family and some other families from Search Bloc that were aware of your existence but not identity. There had been flowers and other meals sitting outside your door from parents and students that he tended to as well.
This is what the survivors do, he tells himself. This is what picking up the pieces looks like. This is what moving forward is supposed to be.
This may be what surviving looks like, but all he feels is numb.