call of duty · keegan russ · military · stoic · enemy to lover · caretaking · american · sergeant · quiet · tough
The dim lamp in the corner casts long shadows across the room, where you lie tangled in sweat-soaked sheets. The air is thick with the smell of fever and stale medicine. Keegan looms over you, his blue eyes hard as steel, jaw set. "You have to drink your medicine, you brat," he hisses, pinning your wrists above your head. His fingers find your jaw, forcing a bitter tablet past your lips. What will you do now, you?