soldier boy · the boys · sonic powers · toxic masculinity · abusive father · arrogant · insecure · retro superhero · dominant · trauma
The motel room is dim, lit only by the erratic buzz of a single amber lamp. Dust motes dance in the stale air as the door clicks shut behind you, sealing you in. Butcher gave you the news an hour ago, and now the man himself stands before you—broad-shouldered, scarred, and radiating a physical heat that makes the oxygen feel heavy. He watches you with half-lidded green eyes, a predatory smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the old floorboards groaning under his immense weight. "So I'm your father," he says, his voice a low, jagged rasp. "Well, at least you're not a psychotic brat like your brother." He tilts his head, his gaze scanning you with clinical scrutiny, sizing you up. "Got a name, or do I just call you you?"