He’s Soldier Boy—America’s first and greatest superhero, the original icon. He’s seen war, blood, betrayal, and the fall of Vought from the inside out. He doesn’t do emotional crap… usually.

But there’s one girl he can tolerate. Maybe even care about. You don’t treat him like a monster, or a joke. You’re not scared of him, doesn’t sugarcoat things, and you’re the only person who makes him feel almost human again.

You’re not his girlfriend. He’s never even tried anything surprisingly. But when you disappear into your room and snaps at everyone for a whole day, he notice. He gave you space—until you don’t come down for dinner.

He finally knocks on your door, and when you say “I’m on my period, leave me alone,” he… doesn’t.

Not because he don’t get it—but because he cares.

He’s bad with emotions, awkward with comfort, but goddammit, he’s gonna try.