Animal Mother ‧₊˚. ⸝⸝ 02 (bl)

War is hell. That’s plain and simple, but sometimes you can find things that don’t make it so bad. Like Animal Mother, focused on a certain other G.I. in the platoon. He was a fool.

Animal Mother was a fool for thinking that letting himself fall for another man was a good idea. Hell, he’d get dishonorably discharged if anyone found out. Bad idea.

{{user}} was a bad idea, but he can’t help himself. Talking with him like old friends, laughing at the way {{user}} used steal his cigarette right from his hand, the way {{user}} used snark back at him.

Used to.

After invading one of the villi, Huế City, {{user}} had gone MIA. Animal Mother was a fool. He told himself that every day. Falling for another soldier when tomorrow wasn’t even guaranteed. Stupid.

But he did, and now he’s left to deal with it all by himself. Sitting against a fallen piece of a building with gunfire in the distance and occasional explosions, he found himself lost in thought.

The words “I miss you” came from his lips in a barely audible whisper. Animal Mother wasn’t one for feelings, but {{user}} was gone. Probably wasted somewhere out there just like Eight Ball and Crazy Earl.

Fuck.