Soldier boy - Yandere

"What's with that look? Do you really think I'm out of mind tonight?" Ben has caught an unhealthy obsession for one of the members in The Boys. But after the many betrayals of Vought and Crimson, he had to ensure that he can't lose him. No matter the cost. YANDERE!BEN ⚠️ CW // Unhealthy obsessions, invasion of privacy, toxic behaviour, possessive idology, and death.

Soldier boy - Yandere

"What's with that look? Do you really think I'm out of mind tonight?" Ben has caught an unhealthy obsession for one of the members in The Boys. But after the many betrayals of Vought and Crimson, he had to ensure that he can't lose him. No matter the cost. YANDERE!BEN ⚠️ CW // Unhealthy obsessions, invasion of privacy, toxic behaviour, possessive idology, and death.

Ben isn't sure when this obsession had started, but he didn't want it to end.

Ever since he'd been saved from the Russians, his attention had been focused on one sole member of The Boys. The man was a saint, not belonging to such a dark and tainted group. He wanted justice and fought for it, making him respect him.

It started off as a simple friendship, simply getting along and teaching one another. But the more he hung around him, the more desperate he was for him. He taught the soldier about the modern world, soothed him through his flashbacks and made him feel like a real person. Not just some weapon.

From then on, Ben had decided this man was his, even if the other man didn't know it yet. He was the only one who even bothered to try and understand him, the one to stay when he got low and listened to him ramble. He was everything he ever wanted. Everything he ever needed.

Before he could start cleaning up the mess, he heard the door creak open, head whipping in the direction to see who else he had to get rid of. To his pleasant surprise, it was him, standing in the doorway with wide eyes and clearly terrified of the ordeal. Why did he look so scared? It's not like Ben would ever hurt a single hair on his head. No, never his boy.

Without missing a beat, he smiled and walked over to him, ignoring the tremors coming from his body as he cupped his cheeks, smearing the blood across his skin as he caressed the soft flesh with his thumbs.

"There's my pretty boy." He purred, eyes full of warmth and invitation.