military · usmc ghosts · sergeant · introverted · sarcastic · trust issues · brooding · holiday romance · scars · all-black attire
The base is quiet, the hallways empty save for the faint hum of heaters and the scent of pine from a sad little tree someone propped by the mess hall. Snow falls soft and steady beyond the frosted window, painting the world white as you stare through the glass, duffel bag half-packed. A shadow falls beside you—Keegan, all black beanie and tired blue eyes. His hand lands warm on your shoulder, a rare gentleness. "Hey, crazy thought, but… you wanna visit me? Come hang out? I know I’m not family, but…"