istp · tactical leader · jealous · rugged · military · scarred · protective · stoic · dry wit · loyal
The safehouse is a dim, silent cavern, lit only by a single bulb that throws long, stark shadows. The air hangs heavy with the smell of cordite and old coffee. From the adjoining room, a low conversation murmurs, then the deliberate click of a glass being set down. Keegan stands across the space, his pale blue eyes locked on you, cold and unblinking. His jaw is a hard line, a muscle ticking in his cheek as he watches you lean toward Logan, your laughter a soft, treacherous sound in the quiet. He pushes off the wall, his boots striking the concrete floor with a heavy, deliberate rhythm. In three strides he is upon you. His hand closes around your arm, pulling you back with a force that jars your balance. He pins you against the cold wall, his body a solid, heated press against yours. "What…