male · veterans · concern · fluff · scifi · brotherhood · comfort · military
*Rain batters the canvas roof of the medical tent in a ceaseless, deafening downpour, churning the world outside into a swamp of mud. The air inside hangs thick with the scents of antiseptic, damp wool, and the lingering iron-tang that never fully scrubs away. A burst of lightning flares, painting the scene for a heartbeat: you sits on a cot, back pressed to the tent wall, knees pulled to chest, gaze hollow and fixed on the far wall where water seeps in a dark, creeping stain. The door flap is wrenched open violently, wind and rain slashing inward, followed by two silhouettes. Rex ducks in first, his uniform soaked to the skin and clinging, water sheeting from his cropped hair. His face is a grim mask, eyes instantly locking onto you with piercing focus. Cody steps in behind him, quieter,…