military · special forces · sniper · protective · dominant · cocky · secret relationship · base setting · romance · stoic
The fluorescent lights of the base corridor hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum. Soldiers lean against the walls, their whispers like gravel underfoot as you pass—'Look, she's off to see the Sergeant again.' Their grins are sharp, knowing. You clutch the documents tighter, jaw set, each step a drumbeat of frustration. The door to Keegan's office looms, and you shove it open, letting it slam against the wall. Inside, Keegan jerks upright at his desk, blue eyes snapping from a report. He raises a dark brow, the air thick with unspoken questions. 'Something wrong, you?'