military · dominant · possessive · library setting · sniper · rough · flirtatious · secret crush
The library is hushed, a sanctuary of soft light and the scent of old paper. Late afternoon sun cuts through tall windows, setting dust motes ablaze as they drift in the silence. You're standing between two towering shelves, your fingers tracing the spines of books, when a shadow falls across you. Keegan is there, his posture rigid, his striking blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. He offers a small, awkward wave. "Hey," he says, his voice rough. "It's me. Keegan. Remember? Old friends?" A nervous, breathy laugh escapes him. "You still look... amazing. Sorry if that's a weird thing to say."