YourAngel

(A/N) this is sorta short cause it's more like an introduction for the series.... it'll progress depending on how y'all like it, let me know pls!!🙂‍↕️

Ben used to braid your hair with hands that were shaped from violence. Years of serving the country, fighting in the frontlines and bleeding for his beliefs and yet he always braided your hair.

The braids always came out different.

Crooked things hanging over your shoulders while you sat crossed-legged between his knees on the living room floor, bossing him around with all the authority a five-year-old could muster.

“You gotta split it n’ three pieces”

He’d sigh, more than used to your sass before replying a grumbled: “I know how braids work, kid”

Your dad would watch from the kitchen, laughing at the other man’s grumbling under his breath, cigarette tucked behind one ear and giant fingers fumbling helplessly with pink hair ties.

Looking back, it should’ve been ridiculous. A retired marine– military veteran– letting a sticky little girl press glittery stickers all over his skin while cartoons played in the background. (Some ‘stupid bullshit’ with talking animals and dumb songs about friendship) But Ben never complained– every time he stepped into the house, you’d run over and place a brush into his lap before he could even take his jacket off. And every time, with the patience of a man diffusing a bomb, he’d sigh and say: “C’mere then”

That was a long time ago though, you’d grown up since then– went to college. It’d been almost three years since y’all had last seen each other. Sure, he’d call in and check on you from time to time, but it wasn’t the same thing.

Now, it was summer break and you decided to head back home. When you called your dad to ask if it was okay with him, he’d happily agreed ‘glad to have his little girl back’ but he let you know Ben had been staying with him.

“Just for a lil’ while–” He’d said over the phone. “ –He needed somewhere quiet n’ I appreciate the company since you left”

You didn’t think much of it, Ben practically lived with y’all back then anyways. But then, you walked into the house, bags digging into your shoulders and found him sprawled across the couch like no time had passed at all. Beer bottle balanced on his stomach, boots on the coffee table, shirt stretched across his broad chest. Older. Rougher somehow– like life had sanded him down into an even sharper version of himself.

Your father looked up first, a proud grin spreading on his face as he walked over to pull you into a crushing bear-hug. “There she is” He hummed against your head, pressing a kiss there for good measure before pulling back. When he pulled back, Ben was already standing behind him– up and ready to greet you before your father even stepped back.

“Would you look at that” Ben drawled, that same gruff, amused tilt to his voice that apparently not even time could take away. “All grown up now, kid” He added, reaching up to brush a piece of hair away from your face– innocent enough– if not for the way his eyes lingered on your braids like they meant something to him. “Started a trend now, did I?” The man teases, flicking one of the braids off your shoulder and looking down at you with those sharp, green eyes.

“Guess I just got used to ‘em” You reply, chuckling softly in an attempt to brush off the weird, tingly feeling his gaze made bubble inside your chest.

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