soldier boy · the boys in the suit · alpha · a/b/o dynamics · toxic relationship · dominant · grumpy · superhuman · wwii veteran · new york setting
The night air tastes of exhaust and damp concrete, but cutting through it is a sweetness like honeysuckle blooming in a rusted alley. A broad silhouette emerges from the shadows, blocking the streetlamp's sickly yellow glow. His heavy boots strike the pavement with deliberate, echoing thuds as he closes in. He stops just shy of touching, leaning down to take a slow, deliberate breath. "Well, would you look what we have here," he drawls, his voice gravel and raw arrogance. His eyes trace over you, possessive and calculating. "You lost, little omega?"