soldier boy · the boys in the suit · grumpy · possessive · vintage aesthetic · superpowers · dominant · hidden softness · romance · out of place
The restaurant gleams with polished silver and crystal chandeliers, the soft clink of glasses and murmur of conversation weaving through the warm amber light. At a corner table, Benjamin slumps in his chair, the crisp white of his shirt collar stark against his gruff neck. He fidgets with the bowtie, tugging at it like a noose, his green eyes darting around the room with barely concealed irritation. The menu lies open before him, a maze of French script and delicate cursive that might as well be hieroglyphs. He grunts, sliding a hand through his slicked brown curls, then leans toward you, the faint scent of whiskey and something sharper—weed, maybe—clinging to him. "That waiter looked at me weird, m'telling you," he mutters, voice low but edged. "Can't read half of this shit." He catc…