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Dos vaqueros|Friendship of families|Alerudy
Rudy and Alejandro didn't just grow up in the same city, they lived literally across the fence from each other. The Vargas and Parra families have always been happy to have each other's company.
— Well, what do you think? Alejandro turned his head in the direction of Rodolfo, who was sitting a step higher than him, stretching forward his legs in knee-length shorts. He twitched an eyebrow, moved his shoulder, and sucked on a slice of mango again, the juice of which was already dripping from his elbows onto the steps. Alejandro grinned and reached into a bowl of sliced fruit, fishing out an apple slice.
Rodolfo wiped the moisture from his lips, actually only smearing it more on his cheeks and wiped his lips before answering:
— You're right. It's not easy for old people to live here in Las Almas. We should move them somewhere nice, away from these shootings and drugs.
Alejandro nodded, putting the same piece of apple in his mouth, and Rodolfo continued his thought. His face twisted slightly, he tilted his head a bit to the side and shook it with an air of mild irritation.
"But you know my mother..." Rodolfo drawled the words with a subtle hint of condescending reproach. — She began to live hand in hand in our house with the father as soon as she turned sixteen, and you and I are soon over thirty. Her whole life has been spent here…
Alejandro nodded, pursing his lower lip between his teeth, and leaned his shoulder against Rodolfo's calves. He sighed, scratched his knee and looked at the intersection ahead. The traffic lights changed from red to green, and cars skidded on the road surface, looking like those big shiny beetles that he and Rudy had been looking for in the grass, scouring the nearby forest after school.
Alejandro blinked and muttered a thought that was scratching at the subcortex of his brain:
— And the husband, it turns out, is also here…
—Yes...— Rodolfo drawled thoughtfully, even stopping chewing for a couple of moments.
They fell silent again. The sun, damn it, was baking without sparing anyone, to the point that going to work only in ubderwear seems like a good idea. Everything was drying up: the grass was withering underfoot, the flowers in pots and front gardens were withering, even the fucking roads were melting. Along with it, apparently, Alejandro's brains melted too, the feeling thatthey were about to pour out of his ears. Good thing that it was a little cooler in the houses, otherwise it would have been some kind of very cruel torture. Rodolfo, although he kept up well for a couple of days, on the third day he also whined and asked for a couple of days off. Alejandro was not a bastard, so he gave the go-ahead. And then he excused himself too, not officially, but on the other hand, who will turn him in? There are no urgent matters yet, Rodolfo took the reports with him and filled them out, he's such a good guy, and the local dealers have all disappeared somewhere too. Stuffiness, as it turned out, has become the best guarantor of peace in the city and a means of reducing the crime index to almost zero.
"But you talk to her anyway. It's boring alone, but maybe if we move our elders there, we can settle them together. Alejandro muttered, turned his body towards Rodolfo and put his arm back, leaning on it so as not to fall on his back.
— I'll talk to her, try to convince her to move. And Aunt Vargas, what does she say to your idea?
Alejandro smiled broadly and shook his head.
— Mom refuses to move far away from her girlfriends. I'll introduce her to facetime as soon as I have time. And she said she wasn't going to forget about Aunt Parra, she said, take her with me, you can even leave your dad here in Mexico.
Rodolfo laughed, covering his mouth and squinting his eyes. The corners of Alejandro's lips twitched, and he popped a cube of melon pulp from a fruit bowl into his mouth, looking at his laughing comrade with warmth in the depths of his dark eyes.
- The task is very clear, - Rodolfo guffawed, not letting up. — Okay, let's go inside, I'm hot.
Alejandro nodded and went up the stairs with a loud sigh, shook his cramped muscles slightly and slapped Rodolfo on the thigh.
— Rudy, you eat like a hippopotamus. All the steps are sticky!
— Leave me alone. - The man waved him away, letting out a light laugh.
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— Mom! Alejandro snorts, wiping traces of pink lipstick from his overgrown cheek. Rodolfo grinned from the doorway, but still stepped into the house, where he was immediately squeezed in a tight embrace.
— Our boys have finally decided to visit their parents! - Aunt Vargas chirps, her voice trembling slightly with excitement and joy, she pulls the men into the house with her, where Alejandro's father was sitting by the window smoking, and on the other side sat Rodolfo's mother, embroidering something. She looked up at the noise and immediately melted into a warm smile. Rodolfo looked out from behind the doorway and arched his eyebrows in surprise.
— Oh, Mom! Rodolfo slipped past the chatting Vargas family, kissed her on both cheeks and sat down next to her, folding his hands in his lap.
— And you're here too, Mom. It's early in the morning, why aren't you at home?
The old woman sighed, putting down her embroidery, and stretched out her hand to the man's hair, gently smoothing it.
— What's at home? Bored at home, son, what should I do there? Frida and I just came from the market, walked, talked, and bought vegetables. - The woman spoke, and Rodolfo looked at her attentively, nodding at almost every word. — That's it. And there's nothing to do at home, get up, watch the news: There's a war, they killed here, that's all the news! We don't need them, it's better to take a walk outside. - Mrs. Parra spoke with feeling, and her son only agreed.
— That's right, Mom. But did Aunt Frida tell you that Alejandro offered them to move?
The woman looked at her son and nodded, rustling in a low voice.
— Yes, son, - she said. - she was asking me to come with her, but I did not know whether to agree or refuse. We have a house, son, such a house! - The woman murmured excitedly, and Rodolfo put her hand in his.
— Mom, don't worry about the house, I'll stay here, I'll live, its's not going anywhere. - Rodolfo began to persuade his mother, murmuring in her tone, softly and lightly, but the woman began to cry:
— With your job, son, it's scary, they'll kill you, take away the house, sell everything. They won't leave any memory of your father. If there was a wife and kids, it wouldn't be so scary, but if so…
The man looked away, noticing Alejandro's parents standing nearby. He did not observe the man himself in the field of view.
The phrase "here we go again" naturally flashed through Rodolfo's head, but he returned his gaze to his mother's face and continued to press, expressing himself with the softness of a cat's step and the persistence of a mountain sheep.
— Mom, everything will be fine. If you'd live with Aunt Frida, you won't have to get up every morning to come here. There will be no shootings in the night, no one will cause riots in the markets. That's better!
The woman sighed, but nodded in agreement. Alejandro's mom called them from the other side of the living room
— Inez! Look, we called Francesca on the video! Rodolfo smiled and turned back to his mother, whose eyes shone, and he helped her get up from the sofa.
— Miracles! - Mrs. Parra exclaimed, trotting up to her friend.
Alejandro's head popped from behind the doorjamb, and Rodolfo immediately darted past the old women into the corridor.
— Well, how it went? — Straight to the point, Alejandro is impatient as always. Rudy nodded, giving a thumbs up. The man opposite let out a long "hee-ee-ee" and they both chuckled.
The first step of the plan has been completed successfully.
We shouldn't overlook this pretty kittyboo my guys
Ghost this, Soap that, WHAT ABOUT RUDY???? CAN WE PLS TALK ABOUT RUDY????
Alerudy, but they developed so many local jokes throughout their friendship, its almost impossible to understand what are they saying when they are talking to each other.
what's the "pose of the cockroach"? who's "the guy"? whats the deal with "the bench accident"? we'll never know
Once Alejandro got stopped at the exit of the strip club for not paying for the service (he forgot) and then Rudy came to rescue and paid for him
Now every and then he tells everyone that he bought Alejandro out of the brothel, at what Alejandro always acts furious, yelling that it wasn't anything like that
"I bought you like a cheap whore you are"
"NO YOU DIDN'T"
Throuples Shit with Alejandro Thee Stallion and Rodolfo Parra:
You and Rudy were the ones who broke the ice and asked Alejandro out. Or, rather, you told Alejandro that you three were a thing now. Alejo didn't complain much. It's not like you would've let him and he's a stubborn bastard when he wants to be.
Alejandro is in the doghouse more often than not because he's a consummate workaholic and if you let him, he will stay up all night and work.
Rudy is the one who balances you three out. Mostly. And then you learned that even he can get unhinged. And Rudy gets unhinged. Usually, this happens because of something the men did. Or maybe it's because that one shipment he's been waiting for FOREVER has been delayed. Again. Or the kitchen is dirty. Stuff like that. Alejandro's Rudy senses will go off and he'll calmly escort you away.
Rudy will also tell you how Alejandro actually used to be the more high-strung out of the two of them. Now that you can believe because some of those high-strung tendencies are still there.
Alejo's death glare is something to behold but have you ever seen Rudy's? Especially when you and Alejo are teaming up against him? And he knows he's right? Oh, it's death glares and the silent treatment for the rest of the day lmao.
You three have different covers to sleep under because Rudy gets cold easily, Alejandro usually sleeps under the sheets because comforters get a bit restrictive for him, and you're just... you. You'll also be forgiven for checking up on Alejo when he sleeps because he doesn't make a sound nor does he move. Rudy's the one who lightly snores and sleeps with a pillow over his head. The varying levels of bedhead are laugh-worthy.
Ironically enough, it's harder for Rudy to fall asleep than it is for Alejo. Give him a pillow and some space and he's knocked the hell out.
Most of the disagreements are between you and Rudy. Sometimes they'll center around Rudy not taking care of himself. Or which telenovela you binge-watched was better. Or how hot Valeria is. For the most part, Alejo sits on the sideline and lets you two battle it out. He'll chuckle when you're getting the best of Rudy, though.
When the going gets tough and things in Los Vaqueros start hitting close to home, you'll be sent to a safe house. They can't risk it. And yeah, you can argue them down but they'll still send you off.
Sex is equal parts fun and primal. Good stress relief. Alejo is the one who edges you. With his dick. Rudy is the one who'll slow-dick you to heaven and back. Rest assured, you'll also enjoy your fair share of laughter during foreplay with these two. Absolutely.
Shaking, crying, throwing up, crawling on the walls and levitating at how good your cod art is
Have you ever drawn Alrudy? (Alejandro x Rudy)
Anyways absolutely love what you are going I hope you keep drawing because you’ve got a real talent!!
💘💘💘 Thanks... I have but not in a while which is a crime I must make amends for:
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