Isn't it confusing, what first love does to a man?
Story where Alexine is Soldier Boy's first love and rekindle after many years apart.
[UNGOING]
[Warnings; smut, angst, torture, mention of torture, trauma, physical abuse, mental abuse, verbal abuse...
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The afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over Yankee Stadium, where the sounds of cheering fans filled the air. It was Sean's 17th birthday, and Alexine had surprised him with tickets to a baseball game—a perfect celebration for the occasion. The stadium was packed with people, the energy contagious, as they watched the game unfold.
Alexine and Sean, sat side by side, their smiles wide and genuine. For once, there was no tension, no weight of past hurts or complicated emotions. Just the simplicity of a shared moment between two people who had come to care for each other deeply.
"Did you see that?" Sean exclaimed, his eyes lighting up as the batter hit a home run, sending the ball soaring through the air. The crowd erupted in applause, and Alexine couldn't help but cheer along with him, her laughter bubbling over.
"Yes! That was amazing!" she shouted back, her voice barely audible over the roar of the crowd. She glanced at Sean, who was grinning from ear to ear, clearly having the time of his life. It warmed her heart to see him like this—carefree, happy, the weight of his usually stern demeanor lifted.
For the next few innings, they watched the game intently, exchanging jokes and playful comments about the players and the fans around them. Sean's love for the sport was infectious, and Alexine found herself swept up in the excitement, her own worries forgotten for the moment.
"Hey, I'm going to grab us some drinks," Sean said after a while, standing up from his seat.
Alexine nodded, her eyes still on the game. "Alright, don't take too long! You might miss something."
Sean gave her a mock salute before heading off into the crowded stadium aisles. Alexine leaned back in her seat, soaking in the atmosphere. The sounds of vendors shouting, the smell of hotdogs and popcorn in the air—it all felt so... normal. So far removed from the chaos of the world she'd been wrapped up in for so long. This was what she needed, what they both needed—a day of simple joy.
A few minutes later, Sean returned with two drinks in hand, but that wasn't all. In his other hand, he held a bright red Yankees cap.
"Here," he said, offering it to her with a proud smile. "Got you something."
Alexine looked at the cap, her eyes lighting up in surprise. "Oh, Sean! You didn't have to."
He shrugged, grinning. "It's your first time at a game, right? Thought you should look the part."
Alexine laughed, taking the cap and placing it on her head. It fit perfectly. She turned to him with a playful smirk and asked, "How do I look?"
Sean gave her a once-over, his grin widening. "Good as always."
His response made her smile even more, and she pulled the cap down slightly, playfully pretending to hide her face. "Well, thank you, kind sir," she teased.
They clinked their drinks together before returning their attention to the game, but the connection between them felt stronger than ever. Alexine felt a warmth in her chest, knowing how much this moment meant for both of them. Sean had been there for her in a way no one else had over the past few months, and she cherished the bond they shared. He wasn't just Benjamin's protege anymore—he had become someone she genuinely cared for, someone she could rely on.
