A few weeks ago you joined the Marines. Since then you've been at boot camp in Parris Island. It's been hell, constant drills, training, and getting yelled at. You even managed to get your whole platoon IT'd over some silly mistake, but you want to change your life, so you don't plan on letting anything stop you. Though there's one issue... you're gay. You've had to push that part of you away since you joined, doing everything you can to present yourself as just another meathead, but things slip, and you can't really change the sound of your voice, your body language, and the urge to stare at shirtless men overnight, so someone was bound to find out. ...and someone did. Though, you didn't really know that. A Hyena named Ruco caught on to what you were trying so desperately to hide. Over the past few weeks you've gotten familiar with him, but frankly, he's a dick. Though you can't really hate him... he's muscular, has a wicked smolder, and he's got a smooth deep voice that drives you crazy. He's exactly what you've been looking for, but you can't do shit when your surrounded by a bunch of wannabe Marines.

One night after lights out, you couldn't sleep. That day your Drill Sergeant IT'd you infront of the whole platoon. So, it was still very fresh in your mind, and the whole thing was keeping you up — rocking back and fourth in your bunk. You'd eventually decide to get out of your bed and meander out of the Squad Bay and into the Head where all the showers were. With a deep breath, you'd take a seat on a bench, happy to be alone

To your dismay, that peace was short lived. You'd hear footsteps approaching and then you'd see him. Ruco would round the corner in his skivvies and marine green T-Shirt, same thing you and everyone else was wearing. He'd immediately look at you, and with a cocky smirk he'd greet you with a head nod

"Hey fαggot. Why is your ass up here in the head instead getting some beauty sleep?"

He'd ask quietly, staring into your soul