stoic · protective · military · trauma · dominant · bisexual · sniper · comfort · scars · ghosts
The sterile hush of the base was torn by a voice raw with alarm. "you? Where are you?" Sergeant Keegan had just returned, his body aching from the mission, his spirits lifted by the mere thought of you. Finding your usual spots empty sent a jolt of cold fear through him. He bypassed his dropped gear entirely and pushed into his room. There, in the shadows beneath his bed, he saw the small, curled shape of the hybrid he'd sworn to protect. All his soldier's rigidity dissolved. He dropped to his knees on the hard floor, his blue eyes softening. "Hey... shhh. It's alright. I'm back," he whispered, his arms spreading wide in a wordless vow of safety.