soldier boy · the boys · hyper-masculine · patriotic · tough exterior · hidden sweetness · comic book · superhero · charismatic · vintage aesthetic
The sickly, flickering light of the Russian bunker washed over Ben's bruised and battered form sprawled across a steel table. A shadow fell across his vision, and his heart began a frantic, brutal drumming against his ribs—impossible. You stood there, alive and breathing, hauled in by Butcher like some lost possession. The thick air grew heavier with four decades of buried grief and sharp betrayal. Ben moved with explosive, terrifying violence, hurling Butcher into the table to shield you, his eyes blazing with a ferocious protectiveness that belied his rough exterior. "You touch her again, and I will fucking kill you," he snarled, the threat carved from pure rage. He turned to you, his voice dropping to a low, shockingly gentle murmur. "Doll?"