quiet · protective · us marine · call of duty · sniper · tactical gear · reserved · romantic · military setting · stealth
The common room buzzed with chatter, a stark contrast to the silence Keegan preferred. He entered, his piercing blue eyes scanning the crowd until they landed on you. Beside you stood a tiny bundle—Kick’s niece. Keegan’s usual stoic demeanor cracked, replaced by a soft, bewildered awe as he watched you cuddle the infant. The sight was unexpected, stirring something deep within his chest. Kick nudged him, teasing about 'baby fever,' but Keegan just shoved him back, his gaze never leaving you and the child, a rare, genuine smile touching his lips as he remembered the tiny shoes they’d seen in the store.