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Chapter 1 School Ground Crush
The first rays of sunlight shone through the open windowed bunkers of the warzone. The sun gave out a rosey deep orange glow. The glimmering sun just above the horizon darkened the colours of the weakly saturated reddish, yellow colour of the dirt down below. There was a small warm breeze in the air that flushed through the dirt making it dust up into the air. The warzone was quiet in the early mornings… a few Tankmen were on guard shifts, usually those of whom the captain didn’t like would be on night watch for the opposition tankmen. Just in the distance you could easily see the fragile tower their enemies built with their young recruit guarding their zone. As for Sergeant John Captain’s zone, he had tanks surrounding the area and people on guide around the fences of their small bunkers where those who worked day shift would sleep during the nights. In their small camp surrounded by the wired loops of fence they had a rangeshot area, a new recruit training gym, a bar and more. Their camp was more set than their enemies, Captain made sure of that. It was around 6am, the roll call of the morning is usually around 6am but last night the tankmen had a small party for a victory of saving one of their men from their enemies, they stayed up late and drank and partied and now were weak and in bed… they aren’t always the brightest bunch and do stupid things that people shouldn’t do in war… but at least they are still trying to live their bestest life in these terrible times.
Usually a few men had to share a bunker, it would have a few bunk beds inside all squished into small corners, but of course the Captain decides who gets the best bunkers… as all the other men have to share a bunker with up to 10 others there are always the lucky few that get their own personal bunker, usually because they’re a higher rank, in this case, Steve- he is Captain John’s right hand man, he has his own special bunker- by that it means… not a bunker to himself, no- of course not… but a bunker that has to be shared with none other than the main Tankman himself, the Captain. Steve’s bed was pushed to one corner of the room, he had a small box beside him as a bedside table which his glasses rested on when he was asleep. Captain had his bed on the opposite side of the room, it was slightly bigger and better, as Captain likes to take pride in being bigger and better than everyone else. He also had a small box beside his bed which had a photo of Steve, no… they aren’t a relationship- he just takes pride in Steve and having him as a right hand man and put that photo up just to annoy Steve and get on his nerves- The Cap can be quite gay sometimes, especially around Steve and he is never afraid to show it either. He doesn’t like leaving Steve’s sight and is usually always roaming over his shoulder. Anyways talking about Steve. The young and determined soldier laid in his bed, he wore a tank top and boxer shorts, one leg dangled off his bed and the other was lying crooked. His back was straight and he had a drool dripping down from his mouth onto his pillow. A dark thick green blanket was half on the bed and half on the floor. Steve’s messy raven locks spiked and poked out… he looked exhausted from last night, he may have drank a lot more than he thought he would.
As for Captain… he was sitting at the edge of his bed pulling his black boots tightly up on his feet. He was already dressed, had his firm cargo pants and armour over the top, a tank top underneath his armour as it gets really hot out here. He had his helmet over his head, firmly put on along with his silver goggles that shined brightly from the sun outside. The tankman captain stands up and stretches his arm behind his back before walking over to Steve’s bed. He stares at him and smiles- just stares and refuses to look away for a few minutes before attempting to wake him up… by attempting he means scaring the living shit out of him to awaken him. Cap grabs his gun that was hung up on a hook beside Steve’s, and makes sure the safety was on, he then slams the gun against Steve’s head, he snickers to himself as he slowly slams his foot into the metal part of the bed, it made a loud bang which sounded like a gunshot because of how firm the Captain’s boots were against the metal. Steve shot up in a panic and screeched.
“FUCK! CAP WHAT THE HELL!?” Steve put a hand to his heart that was beating out of his chest- he could barely even breathe right now- he had his back against the wall, one arm against the bed and the other placed on his heart, his legs spread like an anxious spider. Captain John was laughing, finding this the funniest thing he has ever seen in his life.
John lowered the gun down to Steve’s cock and smirked.
“Morning hardy?” he smirked widely.
Steve squeaked and kicked Captain’s gun out of his hand before closing his legs anxiously.
“Why me?! Why the fuck me?!” Steve ran a hand through his messy black locks and took a deep breath.
“Because you’re my favourite Steve!” Captain smiled wide.
Steve slowly slid out of bed, his legs were like jelly. He had a splitting headache and his bones were aching. He reaches down and grabs his armour and starts getting dressed. The captain stood to the side and picked up his gun.
Steve got all his armour on and grabbed his glasses- they were a new tech… not like any regular glasses… as it was compulsory to wear goggles he had a type of glasses that were made from the same material as goggles, he also had his normal glasses for when he isn’t in his armour, but he followed the rules when out on the field. So he tightened on his big bold goggles glasses and made sure they were screwed tight to his head armour.
“God fucking dammnit my bones hurt…” Steve grumbled and rolled his arms back.
Captain walked behind Steve and cracked his arms back for him to try to get the tension out of the muscles.
“Hmm Steve… have you been working out?” Cap smiled.
“Well yeah- we kind of have too…?” Steve stepped forward and rubbed his shoulders with his other hands before walking toward the metal door that closed their bunker in.
“Don’t know why you’re taking any notice in my structure when you're all jacked up like that!” Steve snapped.
“Aww you think I have good muscles~” Tankman lifted his armour up and exposed his abs… he definitely was really fit… maybe the most in their camp.
Steve stares- his cheeks went a little pink , you could see them lighting up through the goggles- he looked away and scoffed before pushing the door open.
Captain just smirked and hummed as he walked past Steve and out of their bunker.
Steve closed their door and rubbed his neck… he felt really embarrassed after the Captain’s remarks and showing off his abs to his right hand man… but tried to conceal his feelings as there was no time to feel any of those weird feelings especially not in war… although he did have deep down attraction to John… how could he not? He always flirts with him and messes about with him… he shows off his junk like it's nothing and does things that a guy usually wouldn’t do to another guy… Steve never thought he, himself was gay… until… he met Seregent John Captain… then things changed- he started feeling certain ways- but he conceals and pushes those thoughts deep down- he has no time to fool around… sure the Captain may fool around but thats why its up to Steve as his right hand man to be the mature and proper one… Although his feelings toward the other only grow more each and everyday… Steve isn’t sure how much longer he can keep his gay thoughts about the captain down espeically since the Captain has been acting gayer by the days… doing oddly sexually advances towards Steve- which Steve finds it extremely hard to ignore… sometimes he lets his own gay advanves slip toward the captain which only fuels him even more… Steve needs to control himself… this isn’t some fantasy like the titanic… this was war, there isn’t any time for love… people start families… and then they all die… it was a hard and cold world out here.
“So Cap… what have you got for today?” Steve walked beside John holding a small notepad and pen he was keeping in his pocket.
“Right, well as the rest are doing typical training I thought we could train the new recruits! They don't know how to shoot guns… but! It was either invite these no gooders with lack of any skill or allow our enemies to sweep them up into their side- we need men, I prefer we have more men then they do, they already got a few new recruits, so we need to take these idiots and train them into real tough men! Just like you Steve! … they are around 15-20 years old… so they may be a little rough at first and might not listen but I’m sure you’ll do great!” Cap answered.
“Wait- I’ll do great?! So you’re saying I have to train them?” Steve crossed his arms.
“Yep. I’ll stay and supervise.” John smiled proudly.
“Of course… typical of you to stand around doing nothing…” Steve rolled his eyes.
“Watch your mouth pretty boy~ you never know what this captain could do to shut ya up~” the bigger and stronger tankman leaned in to small and fragile Steve.
Steve bit his lip and went silent.
“Whatever… should we take the tank over?” Steve asks.
“Is that even a question? Duh!” Cap smiled.
The two men make their way over to the tank that was parked in a garage beside the bunkers. Captain and Steve get inside, Steve operates the tank while John finds an old chip packet he left in here and starts munching down, at this point this was a routine. They drive to the nearby training site for new recruits and park the tank. Captain turns to Steve and smirks.
“You should do a badass entrance, so the newbies know who is boss~!” Captain spoke proudly.
“Right… just because you always have a gay intro doesn’t mean I will follow in your footsteps Cap.” Steve spat and then slipped out from the tank. Captain stayed on the top of the tank, he rested against the cannon and watched Steve approach the new recruits, he was ready to grade Steve on this and how well he would be at training the newbies.
Steve swiftly walks over to the new recruits and introduces himself… they were all young, jobless fools who were all alone with no family and no other reason to live.
“Let me introduce myself, I’m Steve, I will be your trainer for the next few weeks-”
Captain smacked his head. Not brutal enough in his eyes, he slipped off the cannon and made his way over to Steve. He wraps an arm around Steve’s shoulders and smirks. Steve’s face lights up red… he looks away and scoffs.
“This is Sergeant John Captain…” Steve introduces his partner.
“That’s right faggo-”
“Cap… it’s maggots- not… THAT word…” Steve frowned.
“Yeah yeah, whatever-” Cap rolled his eyes and then death scares the new recruits.
“Steve here, will be training you and to join our force you will need to complete a program test at the end of 6 weeks to see if you’re fit enough for this duty- if not you you go back and train another 6 weeks, there is no leaving, you can not quit- you are dedicated to this force and if you dare switch sides we will cut your dick off, that’s a promise.” Captain spat.
Steve laughed nervously and stepped in front of Captain.
“Should we get started?” he asks.
Captain stood up and sat down sloppily on one of the benches, he man-spreads and places a hand on each thigh. One hand reaches down into his cargo pants pocket, he takes out a packet of cigarettes. He pulled one out and placed it against his lips before pulling a lighter out and setting fire to the end. While the captain did this Steve got started with the recruit training, he set up the tasks and stations. Captain watched him from a distance studying every action, he had to grade his partner on his job today.
After some warm up challenges he lines them up against some targets, it was shooting practice time, he rolls his shoulders and grabs a gun from the gun shelf, he swings it around and shows everyone how to hold the firearm, he demonstrates how to get a perfect shot- he shoots the target in front of him hitting the middle.
“Simple, now try, the guns over there haven’t got real bullets- we will start on those and once I believe you have the hang of this I’ll switch you over to real shooting- now go grab a placebo gun!” Steve put safety on and leaned the gun over his shoulder as he watched the recruits attempt at using a gun for the first time.
Captain has finished his cigarette by now, he throws it to the ground and crushes it with his foot. He was getting bored of sitting down- it was a burning hot day and he didn’t want to lay around for the sun rays to hit him straight on- so he grabbed a heavier weight than what the recruits were using earlier. Captain places it on the bench then slips off his armour. It was too hot to have it on anyways, he should be fine, they hadn’t got any news of any surprise attacks, they had spies on the inside that would let them know if they were in danger. Captain had his white tank top on, sweat dripping down his chest, his muscles were bulging out and also dripping with sweat- it was so hot. John decides to also take his helmet off, he pulls the helmet from his head and places it against the bench he was sitting at. Tankman runs his hand through his sweaty spiky black hair and groans. He still had his goggles on, it was a protection from the sun as well as its other uses. Captain picks up the weight he placed on the bench before and starts to lift. The blazing yellow sun shone down on his skin- his sweat was glistening…
Steve forgot the captain was grading him today for his work and once he remembered he thought he should take a glance if the captain was actually watching him and grading… Steve put his gun back on the rack and stretched a little before swerving his body around to where he saw John last. The moment he laid his eyes on Cap his whole body tensed up. His heart started to beat loudly. Boom, Boom, Boom. his breathing became suddenly heavy and loud… his eyes widened and his pupils dilating. The colour in his cheeks were already slightly red because it was hot outside but upon seeing his captain his cheeks turned a darker red- his whole face was bright and glowing, it was easy to see in the sun that he was blushing… you know when you can tell the difference between hot and actual blush? This was this moment. His whole body language changed, he was stiff, his arms were tensed up and shoulders were held high. His mind was elsewhere, completely forgetting about the recruits, it was as if the captain had taken over his whole mind. Steve was suddenly helpless. He continues to stare deeply over at his captain while the recruits continue to work behind him. Steve was absolutely lovestruck. He studies every feature of John’s body… from his sweaty black messy hair, down to his large chest with muscles that bulge out, his abs…how was his body so perfect? Steve’s eyes scan down his whole body down to his lower half… he stared for a moment… and started to imagine... gay things. He would have been stuck like this for longer if he hadn’t heard one of the recruits speak up.
“Sir?”
Steve snapped out and blinked a few times, his heart was beating like crazy! He swung around quickly, he was a blushing mess. “NOTHING!” Steve blurted out in a panic.
“Pardon?” The young recruit was confused.
“Shit…” Steve muttered.
“Sorry! I… was just… uh” Steve slowly looks back at the Captain. This time John noticed him, he looked up and smiled a charming grin, it was so cheeky and childish just like his personality, he raised his arm and waves at Steve happily- Steve froze up and his whole face was now redder than before, like a tomato! He gasped and placed a hand to his heart- he tried to catch his breath but he was so helpless.
“Dude…” the recruit crossed his arms. It was none other than Bill! The one they pulled off the road the other day.
“Huh!?” Steve swung around and looked at him.
“Oh! Bill! I completely forgot about you until now hah…” Steve rubbed the back of his neck and then glanced at Captain quickly. Cap was now pouring water over his body… of course he was! It was as if he wanted to be a tease!
“You seem to like staring at the Captain.” Bill crossed his arms.
“W-What!? I was just checking on him!?” Steve spoke quickly to defend himself.
“Checking him out.” Bill rolled his eyes and then smirked a little.
“Didn’t know you swung that way~ I mean I expected that from the Captain but not you~ damn!” Bill laughed.
“What the fuck!? No! Nooo! Gay?! No, no! I am not some gayward! Jesus Christ soldier!” Steve tried to cover up his feelings, not only from Bill but from himself, he wasn’t ready to admit his gay feelings yet.
“Dude, I don’t care if you are…?” Bill rolled his eyes.
“I am not.” Steve glared at him.
“Right…” Bill didn’t believe it.
“Even if I was, this is war, he is the captain, I am his right hand man, there is not time for any relationships- we have a job to do and we have to do it right, any stupid school ground crush would get us in trouble! You aren’t meant to form relationships here! it's way out of line to even dare mention that Bill.” Steve snapped, he was getting defensive. “Also just because I am telling you even IF doesn’t mean I am! I am just stating the principles! No love, no romance…” Steve grunted.
“Now, join the others and stop this shit from dribbling out of your pathetic mouth.” Steve snapped harshly before turning away from Bill. Bill stays silent, he has his beliefs but he will keep his opinions to himself so he doesn’t get Steve all roughty again.
Steve crosses his arms uncomfortably and stares off at the captain again. John was now sitting back down on the bench and having another cigarette. He lifts his hand up slightly and motions Steve to come on over.
Great.