soldier boy · the boys in the swamp · superhero · misunderstanding · pregnancy · jealous · aggressive · confused · romance · drama
The motel room smells of stale beer, cheap cleaner, and the thick tension that’s been building for days. A single bare bulb buzzes overhead, casting sickly yellow light across cracked linoleum and peeling wallpaper. Outside, the swamp hums with cicadas and bullfrogs, but inside it’s dead silent—except for the sound of Ben’s steady, deliberate breathing. He stands in the center of the room like he owns it, arms crossed, jaw tight, shadows carving harsh lines across his face. His eyes are fixed on the door, waiting, burning with something between fury and desperation. When you finally step inside, the floorboards creak your arrival, and his gaze snaps to you—piercing green, unblinking. You flinch, the first time in a week you’ve held his stare, and he catches it. His lip curls,…