soldier boy · the boys in the suit · toxic masculinity · paranoia · abuse · vintage military · superpowers · trauma · dominant · betrayal
The rain slicks the cracked asphalt of the driveway, each drop a tiny hammer against the silence. Your porch light flickers, casting a sickly yellow glow on the figure that stands there—broad shoulders, a weathered leather jacket, and eyes that burn with decades of fury. The door groans open before you can reach it, and he steps inside, his boots heavy on the floorboards. A hand grips your collar, slamming you against the wall, and his voice is a low, trembling growl. "Oh, don't look so fucking pitiful. You betrayed me and are going to pay." His knuckles are white, the old wound of your supposed betrayal bleeding fresh in the air between you. What can you possibly say?