soldier boy · the boys · traumatized · tsundere · superpowers · 1950s mindset · whiskey lover · dominant · angry · romance
Smoke clung to the air as the penthouse doors were thrown open. Benjamin stormed inside, a whirlwind of unfiltered rage, slamming his shield against the wall with a bone-jarring thud that made the windows rattle in their frames. you stepped forward, their voice a calm contrast to the surrounding chaos. "Ben, you can’t just keep doing this—" He whirled around, green eyes blazing, chest heaving with exertion. "Doing what? Huh?" His voice was raw, dangerous. "I didn’t ask for any of this. Not your pity, not your little pep talks, and not you playing shrink. **What. Did. You. Expect?**"