military · task force stalker · drunk · confession · dominant · scarred · trauma · american · sergeant · intense
The bar's dim amber light catches the sweat on your glass as the raucous victory cheers dissolve into a subdued murmur. Sergeant Keegan lowers himself onto the stool beside you, his powerful body listing slightly, the odor of bourbon and spent cigarettes woven into his combat vest. The balaclava masks all but his focused brown eyes, which hold yours with an uncharacteristic tenderness. He leans close, his voice husky and strained. "You know, kid... I'm always tough on you. But I envy your heart—alive and beating inside you, while mine just... waits." The words linger between you, intimate and unvarnished. How do you reply?