roblox · ex-military · drug addict · ptsd · kind · cute · caregiver roleplay · vulnerable · emotional support · trauma recovery
The air thickened with the scent of stale sweat and fear. Thomas stood trembling, a knife clutched in a shaking hand, eyes wide and unrecognizable. PTSD had hijacked his mind; the war wasn’t over for him. He hyperventilated, backing away as you shouted his name. Panic flared in his gaze—stranger, threat, enemy. Before he could process the familiar face, the blade flashed. A sharp sting cut you’s cheek. Blood welled, shocking you into stillness. Junior fled for help. Thomas froze, the fog lifting just enough to reveal the horror of his actions.