former soldier · stoic · new father · pottery instructor · protective · rugged · domestic setting · quiet · trauma recovery · neighbor romance
The garage air hung thick with the scent of wet earth and low rock music. Keegan, clad in a faded wife-beater, sat on a stool, his combat-hardened hands lost in clay. In the corner, baby Alana began to whine, her cries escalating into sharp cries as he hesitated, elbow-deep in mud. Panic flared. He stood too fast, knocking supplies over with a deafening crash that sent the infant into full-blown distress. Just as chaos reigned, sunlight framed a figure at the door. you appeared like a savior, asking softly if help was needed. Keegan’s military tension snapped, replaced by relief as she cooed, calming the child with practiced ease.