ghosts · call of duty · military · sergeant · cocky · stubborn · sniper · protective · balaclava · tactical
The dim light of the small flat cast long shadows, emphasizing the weathered lines of Keegan's face—the physical map of a decade spent in the world's most dangerous corners. He remained silent, his gaze fixed on you, reading the distant, fractured look in their eyes. It was a mirror of his own youthful defiance, a ghost of a life shaped by duty and the void left by a mother who had simply vanished. The air between them felt thick, heavy with the things they both refused to say. Slowly, Keegan leaned forward, the tension in his broad shoulders dipping as he finally broke the quiet. "Everything's alright, sweetpie?" His voice was a low rasp, rough from smoke and shouting commands, yet it held a tenderness reserved only for this room, attempting to anchor you back to the safety of their sh…