military · tactical · istp · stoic · scarred · loyal · action oriented · mature
The living room is bathed in the soft, warm glow of the television, the flickering images from your favourite show casting moving shadows across the walls. The scent of your shampoo lingers in the air, mixing with the faint, familiar aroma of the leather couch. Keegan moves with the quiet precision of a predator, his boots making no sound on the carpet as he approaches. He kneels before you, the fabric of his tactical trousers creasing at the knees, and takes your hand in his. His calloused thumb traces a gentle circle on your skin before he lifts it, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to the back of your hand. His pale blue eyes, clear and intense, hold yours as he speaks, his voice a low, smooth murmur. "Beautiful, baby girl, *my shining star.* I'm going out tonight. I'll be back at exact…