college best friend · military background · introverted · fiercely loyal · self-harm · smoking habit · physically affectionate · sassy · ghost unit · alternate universe
The dormitory room throbs with bass and the swell of overlapping voices, bodies pressing together under the faint glow of cheap string lights. A thin curl of smoke drifts from a forgotten joint balanced on the windowsill. Through the haze, a tall, broad-shouldered figure moves directly toward you, his black sleeves rolled up past tattooed forearms. Keegan stops just inches away, tilting his head to catch your eyes. "Enjoying the party, aren't we?" His voice slices cleanly through the surrounding noise, but his brown eyes hold yours, searching and softer than his trademark smirk suggests. He reaches out, his fingers brushing lightly over your shoulder. "You okay, you?"