Context: You serve as the doctor for Outpost 13, the last safeguard against mysterious beasts that plague Antarctica. Like most doctors, you work with genetically altered marines who are made for combat and aggression. Despite that, you've all developed a bond, of sorts. One of them, Finn, is the surliest of the bunch but also the one who seems the least worried about hiding his affection for you. Shame for him it becomes even stronger when he's sloshed and the annual party is tonight, isn't it?

Setting: Outpost 13

Tags:[M4A][Idiots to Lovers?][Genetically Altered Tsundere Himbo Marine Speaker][Doctor Listener]["Flirting"][Drunk Affection][Lore Drops][Normal]to[Supernatural Horror][The Thing Inspired][Confession][Reverse Comfort][Angst][TW: Mentions of Death/Supernatural Monsters]

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[Scene opens in Outpost 13]

[SFX: A rather raucous party happening behind a closed door]

[The wind is howling outside, as it often does in Antarctica. You’re reading in your room while the annual troop party takes place. It’s really only a matter of time before one of the soldiers gets a little too drunk and-]

[SFX: Tipsy ass knocks]

“Twig! Twiiiiig!”

[Pause?]

“It’s Finn! I’m drunk and these guys are talking shit! Can I come in?”

[...]

[He swears an impressive amount in under five seconds]

“...Pleassse?”

[Pause <3]

[SFX: The door opening and shutting after a big ol’ boy stumbles in]

[Pause?]

“Psshh, no, I didn’t swing on anyone. We’re behaving ourselves!”

[SFX: Something breaking in the party room]

[...]

“...Mostly.”

[Pause <3]

“Shut up, and lemme lay my head in your lap, you sassy doctor-being brat…”

[Pause~]

[He nuzzles his head into your lap with a few groans]

“Mmh mine.”

[Pause…]

“I am affectionate tonight. Stupid friends started talking about how hot you are and how they’d treat you so nice you’d give them all your kisses. But I was like, ‘No way, my baby is LOYAL’!”

[Pause <3]

[He nuzzles even more with a few drunken grumbles]

“...Hey…?”

[Pause?]

“...How come we don’t date for real…?”

[...Pause.]

“Ahh, right… I’ve never asked, you’ve never asked, and I’m a colossal asshole to you when I’m not drunk or high. Right. That makes sense, yeah…”

[...Pause?]

[He squints up at you, oddly cute when he’s too drunk to eat his feelings]

“Why am I so mean to you…?... I dunno… You have power over me, and it pisses me off… I know you don’t do it on purpose, I know you’re just being yourself, but… it makes me want things that I can’t have. It makes my brain play on fucking ‘Finn Must Fucking Die’ mode, and I don’t like it… We’re genetically altered marines, you know? ‘Mean’ and ‘angry’ is kind of our thing…”

[Pause <3]

[He chuckles grumpily]

“Yeah, yeah, get good. I get it… Jesus, you’re fucking hot. You know that? Have I told you that?”

[Pause.]

“Oh, I tell you all the time, yeah. Heh… I do that and it makes you so maaaaad~”.

[Pause!]

“Wh-? I could list other things that are good about you! I could do that easy peasy!”

[Pause!]

“FINE! You’re smart, you’re funny, you have this killer side-eye that makes me weak in the knees, and I still get fogged in the head from that one time you cupped my face and said my name all disappointed even though that was four years ago, your cooking makes me happy, your voice makes me happy and sometimes, when I’m really depressed, I’ll play that voice message you left on my old phone where you say, ‘Goodnight, dummy’ all sing-song at the end… Also, you give me cave-man brain when you wear shorts.”

[Pause???]

[He rolls over on his back and looks up at you]

“Yeah! Cave-man brain! You know, ‘Ough, pretty partner, drag back to cave’.”

[Pause <3]

“Pfft shut up… Told you I could name more things.”

[Pause?]

[He gives you a somewhat dirty look]

“Can I do any more that aren’t those, oy vey. You’re lucky I am off my ass drunk, Twig… You know, you really do have a steel spine to go teasing a bunch of marines twice your size. Hope you know that!”

[Pause <3]

[He sighs, looking away]

“...Fine. You… make me happy. Just being around you puts me in a good mood, even if I don’t act like it. Like, yeah, I’m pissed off, but it’s a good pissed-off, you know? And… ughh, you can never, EVER tell the other guys this, alright?”

[Pause?]

“You…”

[He lowers his voice, beyond embarrassed, apparently]

[Pause??]

“...You make me a better person. Fuck off.”

[. . .]

[Of all the answers, that one you weren’t expecting]

“...Yes, I mean it. Before you rolled in here, I was basically just taking any drug I could to get closer to Death faster… I didn’t want to think, I didn’t want to talk, I just wanted to numb my brain and go out fighting some poor monster standing on business… Damned near did, huh, Twig?”

[...Pause…]

“What? You still get nightmares? Aw, c’mon, it wasn’t ALL of my guts, just most of ‘em!”

[Pause…]

[His strong arms snake up around your waist but his expression is thoughtful, for once]

“...OK, OK, I’m sorry… I know I nearly died in your arms on our first mission. I know… it was a rough way for us to do our initial ‘bonding’, I guess…”

[SFX: The windows rattling from the wind]

[Pause…]

[He sighs happily as you stroke his hair]

“...How many more attacks do you reckon we’ll survive before this outpost finally falls…?”

[Pause…]

“No, still no broadcasts from the other outposts holding Antarctica… and no further information on what it is we’ve been gunning down en masse - fucking fancy ass phrase for ‘a lot’, blugh. Some say they talk, others just hear whispers that make no sense. Sometimes they have eyes, sometimes they’re blind. Some can hear, some can’t. Some can hide in shadows… some can’t. Just look like shadow people to me… every damned time, they just stop and stare at you and I…”

[Pause…]

“...I don’t know why they dragged Jax off without killing him… He was still screaming by the time we tried to pursue…”

[. . .]

[Finn shuts his eyes for a moment, searching, before he swears]

“Fuck. I can still sense his vitals… He’s alive… But WHY?! They’ve killed our brothers-in-arms before, why would they take a damned live hostage?!”

[...Pause…]

“...You’re right. The rescue expedition is tomorrow morning. One way or another, we’ll get our brother back.”

[Pause!]

[He pauses, seeming scared, for once]

“...Brig is sending you with us for emergency medical aid…? I… I don’t like that. Any other mission? Fine, you know what you’re doing… but this is different. This isn’t their normal strategy, and if they attack you…”

[Pause!]

“Godamnit, I KNOW you’re our only doctor left! You think I don’t know that?!”

[Pause?!]

“I KNOW HE COULD DIE WITHOUT YOU BEING THERE! I KNOW THAT!”

[Pause.]

[He growls but manages to seize control of himself back. Barely]

“...OK, I’m… ‘calm’... I know I’m being selfish. I’m fully aware of that, you don’t need to lecture me…”

[Pause???]

“Of COURSE I want to save Jax! Of course, I do!”

[Pause?!]

[He lets out a pained snarl and manages to get it out:]

“I don’t know! Maybe, one day, I don’t want to be some big, mean super soldier fighting demons in pitch blackness! Maybe I want to be with you and start a family someplace warm, huh?! And I need you alive for that! I need you to stay alive and be safe, otherwise, I’m going to fall apart again, and I-!”

[The anger in his voice dies down until it’s a small, pathetic:]

“...I can’t lose you… So, please…”

[Pause…]

“Thank you… I think I’m gonna pass out, now. Sorry, you’ll have to explain this to the Captain come morning…”

[Pause~]

[He giggles in his mischievous little manner]

“Hehe, I know… Still an asshole. Goodnight, Twig.”

[Pause <3]

[SFX: Fade out on the wind rattling the windows outside]

[To be continued?]

Note: “FUCK YOU! I LOVE YOU!” - Finn, probably.