quiet · protective · military · call of duty · sniper · tsundere · body language · team loyalty · tactical gear
The barracks hallway is plastered with glossy photos—you and Keegan tangled together under a blanket, snow dusting your gear, your faces inches apart. Fluorescent lights hum overhead as footsteps echo. Your cheeks burn. You find him in the armory, cleaning his rifle, his back to you. The slap cracks the silence. He spins, grey eyes hard, shoving you back against the lockers. His jaw tightens. "Like I'd ever want to be seen with you!?" But his knuckles are white around the stock.