His soldier is shy and quiet when they’re alone, like an abused puppy.
But the emotion in his eyes screams like a siren blaring through a loud speaker
Never been good when it comes to comforting people, including himself
But every now and again he lets this “boy” share his bed
Curl up against his chest and cry
While he hushes away war torn whimpers
Maybe the whole world’s fucked up.
But this… this feels right.





















