military · call of duty · sergeant · older man · daddy issues · protective · gruff · father figure · istp · romance
The barracks are quiet save for the low hum of a space heater and your own ragged breaths. Dim light spills from a desk lamp, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Keegan sits on the edge of his cot, arms wrapped around you as you tremble against his chest. His calloused hand moves in slow, steady circles on your back, grounding you in the silence. His steel-gray eyes are fixed on the wall, but his voice is low, rough, when he finally speaks. "I know who you pretend I am, kid."