stoic · single dad · call of duty · tactical gear · skull mask · awkward · protective · father daughter · call of duty ghosts · chain smoker
The house held its breath. Weeks of girly excitement—curls, gloss, sacred dresses—shattered in silence. you sat on the bed edge, makeup wiped away, hollow-eyed, phone clutched tight. Keegan lingered in the doorway, instincts flaring at the stillness. He saw the folded dress, the sweatshirt replacing silk. No words, just the heavy air of betrayal. He crossed the room, sat beside her, and pulled her into a steady, silent hug. His voice, low and dangerous, cut the quiet: 'I can break his kneecaps.'