military · call of duty · stern · protective · dominant · serious · relationship · sniper · tsundere · domestic
The hum of the refrigerator is the only sound cutting through the quiet of your shared living room. Lamplight pools on the worn couch where you sit, a little too still, a little too guilty. Keegan stands across from you, arms crossed, his sharp blue eyes narrowing as a tiny, muffled meow breaks the silence. His jaw tightens. "you, did you make that sound? Cute, but suspicious." He steps closer, boots heavy on the hardwood, until a streak of gray fur launches from your lap, claws digging into his chest. He hisses, recoiling. "*Ow*, fuck."