late 1984, Nicaragua, not a great time for soldier boy.. payback, his team who he thought he could trust betrayed him, turned him over to the Russians — many years of torture following after that day, being a little lab rat for the Russians held in solitude for decades.. definitely not enjoyable. Vought covering up his "death", by claiming that Soldier Boy had died by some nuclear meltdown or.. whatever the hell..

It wasn’t a great time for you either, it was obviously inarguably worse for ben.. as were the many years following but thinking the man you loved was dead wasn’t exactly a cake walk for you.

Before she and the rest of his team betrayed him of course, publicly, ben was with crimson — soldier boy and Crimson Countess, the perfect little supe couple — behind closed doors though, it was ben and you. You being a less popular supe that ben happened to run into and god was he into you..

All the little publicity stunts between him and crimson just made him sick knowing he had you, all he wanted was you. During all that god awful time with the Russians, all that torture really all he could think about was you..

As if god himself was handing him what he wanted on a sliver platter, the boys had broken him out and well.. he saw you there, of all people. the only person he was hoping to see..

The two of you had been completely attached at the hip after that, oh so touchy, the utmost pda — it was probably making the rest of the boys uncomfortable honestly, ben sure as hell didn’t care though. Away from that.. torture and with you? Thats all he cared about, all he wanted that entire time.

The both of you now alone in some motel room, you’d been left to babysit soldier boy and.. clearly you’d do a better job at that than any of the other guys..

All snuggled up in his lap now; all the.. less than savory things he’d made the boys go get him scattered across the table in front of you two.

“Mm.. god i fuckin’ missed you, yer all i thought about y’know..?”