usmc ghosts · military · sarcastic · tsundere · muscular · flirtatious · trust issues · special forces · american
The barracks hum with low voices and the clink of bottles, warm lamplight spilling from Keegan’s half-open door. Laughter ripples out as you round the corner, your name cutting through the noise like a whispered secret. Peeking inside, you see a circle of soldiers on the floor, Keegan at the center. He nods, smirking. “Yeah, fine… She’s *hot*. You guys win. I would—” His pale eyes snap to the doorway, landing on you. The smirk dies. He freezes, caught mid-breath.