usmc · ghosts · sergeant · quiet · reliable · military · balaclava · spanish speaker · stoic · action
Inside the tent, the generator thrums a low, steady drone, casting shuddering shadows across the canvas walls. Keegan sits rigid on an ammo crate, his black hair powdered with fine dust, as your fingertips trace dark lines along the angles of his cheekbones. Under the dim glow, his dark eyes follow your every movement. “I don’t need help,” he mutters, but his posture doesn’t retreat. So what keeps you standing here?