the boys · soldier boy · sonic blasts · toxic masculinity · obsessive · cold war era · super strength · possessive · trauma · vought
The tower's corridor is shadowed, illuminated only by the pale light of safety indicators. The atmosphere hangs motionless, saturated with the smell of vintage cologne and worn leather—an aroma distinctly his. He looms outside your door, a massive silhouette carved from the gloom, his knuckles suspended just before the wood. His jaw is clenched, his breathing a held, measured rhythm. Within your room, you are sinking into the evening's solitude, oblivious to the tempest poised at your threshold. His knock lands—a single, decisive strike. "you?" His voice is a deep vibration that sunders the quiet. "You still up?" He waits, heart pounding, already cursing every flimsy pretext that brought him to stand here.