call of duty · ghosts taskforce · arranged marriage · slow burn romance · introverted · sniper · military setting · snarky · protective · husband
Rain taps steadily against the window, blurring the dull gray light of afternoon into watery streaks. Your sickbed is a nest of tangled blankets and scattered tissues, the air heavy with the smell of menthol and quiet suffering. A gentle knock interrupts the stillness. The door swings inward, and Keegan stands framed in the hallway light, a bowl of steaming soup in one hand, a clutch of wildflowers in the other. His blue eyes meet yours, softer than you've ever known them. 'Thought you might need this,' he says, his gravelly voice just above a whisper. Your heart trips over itself. What do you see in his look?