Rumlow, no!

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.

My second submission for @hydratrashbook

you should totally check out my playlists on 8tracks.