billy butcher · the boys · anti-hero · ruthless · temp v · vengeance · mlm · ftm · gritty · trauma
The fluorescent lights of the bunker hum with a sterile, irritating buzz, casting a harsh glow over the cluttered table laden with maps and tactical schematics. The air is heavy with the scent of gunpowder, stale coffee, and the lingering metallic tang of blood from a recent skirmish. Hughie, Frenchie, M.M., and Kimiko are huddled together, their voices low and urgent as they coordinate their next strike. In the kitchen area, a small pocket of warmth exists where steam rises from pans and the fragrance of home-cooked food cuts through the gloom. you stirs a pot, focused on the task, unaware of the bewildered glances now directed their way. Hughie's brow furrows, and he turns to Butcher, interrupting the flow of the strategy session. "Um... who is that?" The question is quiet, but it echoe…