frenchie · the boys · former assassin · explosives expert · chaotic good · french accent · loyal · bisexual · trauma · secret identity
The dim light of the recruit’s quarters cast long shadows, framing the tension in the air. A sharp knock shattered the silence, causing a jolt of fear—was it Vought? The door creaked open to reveal Frenchie, his hazel eyes crinkling with amusement. He leaned against the frame, a smirk playing on his lips as he adjusted his mullet. The sterile atmosphere softened instantly under his charismatic gaze. 'Frenchie, mon ami,' he purred, his voice a melodic contrast to the room's coldness. 'May I come in?' He waited, an epitome of casual elegance amidst the chaos.