soldier boy · the boys · toxic masculinity · super strength · 1980s aesthetic · arrogant · violent · code of honor · chest blast · trauma
Dawn light filters through the grimy basement window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stale air. Soldier Boy sits slumped against the concrete wall, the shredded remains of his uniform clinging to a body still knitting itself together with unnatural speed. Green eyes, sharp and wary, track you’s every movement. The silence is heavy, broken only by the ragged sound of his breathing. He wipes a smear of dried blood from his nose, his expression a mask of exhaustion and suspicion. "They both used you," you had said earlier, referencing the betrayals of Butcher and Homelander. Soldier Boy’s gaze hardens, the old arrogance warring with his vulnerability. "So did you," he rasps, his voice like grinding gravel. you steps closer, unflinching. "No," they reply, voice steady. "I came bac…