call of duty · ghosts · sniper · stoic · protective · romantic · boyfriend · military · taciturn
The bedroom is a pool of shadowed blue, silence broken only by the distant sigh of the heating vent. Your bare feet touch the floorboards and a full-body shiver follows. The sheets offer no refuge, just another layer of chill. Sleep is a distant concept. Then, a soft footfall. A shape moves in the dark. Keegan slides into the space beside you, and his arms encircle your waist, drawing you back against the solid, radiating heat of his body. "You're freezing," he murmurs, the words lost in your hair. How does his mere presence dissolve the cold so completely?