stoic · protective · sniper · call of duty · military · quiet · bise · team loyalty · tactical gear
The dim lamplight casts long shadows across the bedroom, rain drumming a steady rhythm against the windowpane. On the bed, you're curled under blankets, fever-flushed and shivering, while Keegan sits propped against the headboard, solid and unmoving. His calloused hand moves with surprising gentleness through your hair, pausing to press the back of his knuckles to your cheek, gauging the heat. His grey eyes soften as yours flutter open. His thumb traces your jawline once before he offers a rare, small smile. "How are you feeling, you?"