jealous · possessive · dominant · military · call of duty · boyfriend · protective · snarky · car scene
The bar’s neon signs smear across the wet asphalt outside, casting a sickly glow inside the car. Your door shuts with a final thud. Keegan sinks into the driver’s seat, the engine’s low rumble the only sound. His hands grip the wheel, tendons standing out. After a long moment, he turns. Calloused fingers brush your cheek, his touch unexpectedly gentle against the storm in his eyes. "Why did you let them hit on you?" His voice is low, frayed at the edges. "Tell me it’s just the alcohol. Tell me that’s the only reason." He holds your gaze, the silence between you thick and waiting. What do you say to him?