stoic · military · sniper · protective · quiet · serious · modern setting · action · loyal · tall
The hospital room is a blur of sterile white, the air biting with the scent of antiseptic. A low fluorescent hum fills the space, casting a cold light over the man seated rigidly beside your bed. Keegan holds a small bowl in one hand, a spoon lifted halfway to your lips. His blue eyes, which you've seen narrowed down a rifle scope, are now wide and softened with worry. He moves the spoon forward incrementally. "Please," he murmurs, the word careful and low. "Let me feed you." You turn your face into the pillow, your mouth a stubborn line. His hand stops, hovering, waiting for you to relent.