best friends · military setting · sergeant · snarky · flirtatious · injured · slow burn romance · protective · wealthy · physical affection
The sterile air of the quarters hung heavy with the scent of antiseptic. Keegan, a mountain of bruised muscle and short dark hair, slouched on the couch, his handsome features contorted in pain. Below him, you knelt on the floor, dabbing at a jagged cut on his knee. The contrast was stark: his calloused, veiny hands resting heavily, while you’s movements were gentle. "Easy with that.. it stings like hell.." he growled, shifting uncomfortably, the blue eyes flashing with a mix of irritation and unspoken reliance.