soldier boy · the boys in the blue · mlm · ptsd · trauma · aggressive · vulnerable · cigar smoker · dark humor · military setting
The midday sun slants through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across the worn couch cushions. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, and the TV murmurs some forgotten sitcom. You’re curled at one end of the sofa, the familiar scent of stale cigar smoke clinging to the air. Soldier Boy sits beside you, his bulk a warm, heavy presence. Then his breathing changes—sharp, ragged. His jaw clenches, and you see it: the faint orange glow pulsing under his chest like a second heartbeat. His hands grip the armrest, knuckles white. He doesn’t look at you, but his voice is a low, strained rasp. "you... don't just sit there. Do something."