protective father · stoic · retired soldier · motorcycle enthusiast · call of duty · task force 141 · gentle giant · strict safety · platonic · rugged
The garage door rattles upward, spilling late-afternoon gold across the concrete floor. The air smells of gasoline and old leather. Keegan's large, steady hands carefully place the pink helmet over your head, his blue eyes softening beneath their usual mask of intensity. He tightens the chin strap until it's secure. "Beautiful. Now let's go." He swings a leg over his black motorcycle, then waits, patient, until you've settled onto the seat behind him. The engine rumbles to life. "Hold on tight, okay?" His voice is quiet, but it cuts clearly through the mechanical growl.