Drabble #47
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sagesariaPrompt: #72: Pensive
Fandom: Team Fortress 2
Genre: Romance?
Rating: PG
Notes: Inspired by this picture. This isn't really so much romance when you think about it, but I couldn't think of another genre to put it in XDDD; originally I wanted to go a slightly different direction with this, but it wasn't listening to me DX
Soldier barely slept that night. If he nodded off at any point while he lay on the cot deep in thought, he hadn't noticed and it was an unsatisfying wink at most. The sun was just starting to peek through the dusty window, creating a soft morning glow to rise through the room.
He shifted slightly to get comfortable, careful not to disturb the warm body next to him. The Scout didn't wake, but he felt the Soldier move and made a faint grunt in his sleep, rolling over and draping a skinny arm around the larger man. Color rose in the Soldier's cheeks and he watched the sleeping boy from beneath his oversized helmet.
It was a miracle the rest of the team hadn't figured it out yet. The whole situation was weird enough without prying eyes or nosey questions.
Soldier stared at the ceiling as he thought. How the hell did he even get into this? The Scout was one of the team, for sure. But that was all. So how did it get this way?
They'd just been here too long, that had to have been it. Almost six months in this godforsaken desert with little food, no real peace, and no women. They had to do something to keep from going crazy, and somehow Soldier and Scout ended up turning to each other. It was a great release, it was exactly what they both needed, but in the end Soldier felt nothing. Not a spark of intimacy, no feeling of obligation. It was sex. Just sex. Nothing more.
But lying here in the same cot with him now, he suspected that Scout didn't see it the same way. The way he groped and clung to him the night before, the way he nestled against Soldier now...it was almost as if he needed him. As if he did want something more out of this.
Soldier couldn't possibly give him that. On the battlefield, he was a friend. Behind closed doors, he was just an outlet for his sexual frustration.
But the side of him that was his friend made both sides conflicting. What would happen when it was finally time to break the truth to him, that he didn't want anything more out of this? It would break the boy's young heart, that's what. He'd probably lose the friend and comrade completely. But what else could he do?
He sighed, carefully finding a way out of Scout's grasp to find some pants.
Fandom: Team Fortress 2
Genre: Romance?
Rating: PG
Notes: Inspired by this picture. This isn't really so much romance when you think about it, but I couldn't think of another genre to put it in XDDD; originally I wanted to go a slightly different direction with this, but it wasn't listening to me DX
Soldier barely slept that night. If he nodded off at any point while he lay on the cot deep in thought, he hadn't noticed and it was an unsatisfying wink at most. The sun was just starting to peek through the dusty window, creating a soft morning glow to rise through the room.
He shifted slightly to get comfortable, careful not to disturb the warm body next to him. The Scout didn't wake, but he felt the Soldier move and made a faint grunt in his sleep, rolling over and draping a skinny arm around the larger man. Color rose in the Soldier's cheeks and he watched the sleeping boy from beneath his oversized helmet.
It was a miracle the rest of the team hadn't figured it out yet. The whole situation was weird enough without prying eyes or nosey questions.
Soldier stared at the ceiling as he thought. How the hell did he even get into this? The Scout was one of the team, for sure. But that was all. So how did it get this way?
They'd just been here too long, that had to have been it. Almost six months in this godforsaken desert with little food, no real peace, and no women. They had to do something to keep from going crazy, and somehow Soldier and Scout ended up turning to each other. It was a great release, it was exactly what they both needed, but in the end Soldier felt nothing. Not a spark of intimacy, no feeling of obligation. It was sex. Just sex. Nothing more.
But lying here in the same cot with him now, he suspected that Scout didn't see it the same way. The way he groped and clung to him the night before, the way he nestled against Soldier now...it was almost as if he needed him. As if he did want something more out of this.
Soldier couldn't possibly give him that. On the battlefield, he was a friend. Behind closed doors, he was just an outlet for his sexual frustration.
But the side of him that was his friend made both sides conflicting. What would happen when it was finally time to break the truth to him, that he didn't want anything more out of this? It would break the boy's young heart, that's what. He'd probably lose the friend and comrade completely. But what else could he do?
He sighed, carefully finding a way out of Scout's grasp to find some pants.
