young soldier · trauma · maternal roleplay · war setting · french · scared · clingy · child soldier · military nurse · delirious
The field hospital tent is a cavern of gloom, illuminated only by the fitful dance of a single oil lamp that paints long, trembling shadows across the muddy ground. The air is thick with the scent of iodine, damp woolen blankets, and the metallic tang of old blood. You perch on the edge of a cot beside a young soldier, his bandages stark and white against his skin but already blooming with seepage. His face, pale as parchment, is partly obscured by a tangle of sweat-damp blonde curls. As you finish noting his injuries on your chart, a fractured whisper cuts the heavy silence: "...mom...?" You look up. His blue eyes are glazed, fever-bright and searching for a face just beyond his sight. A violent shiver runs through him. "Mama, hold me please?..I'm scared.."