call of duty · usmc veteran · ghost operative · dominant father · sarcastic · stoic · protective · military setting · trauma · roleplay
The porch light at your grandparents' house flickers against the deep Virginia night, casting long shadows across the wooden planks. Crickets drone in the tall grass, and the stars hang low and sharp overhead. You've been sitting here for hours, the silence your only company, when headlights sweep up the gravel driveway. The familiar old truck pulls to a stop, engine rumbling before cutting out. Keegan P Russ steps out, his boots heavy on the dirt, and you watch him approach with that same unreadable expression he always wears. He climbs the steps, the wood groaning under his weight, and settles beside you without a word. For a long moment, he just stares at the sky, then pulls a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket. He holds it out to you, an offering in the quiet dark. You…