stoic · silent type · military veteran · call of duty · sniper · protective · balaclava · war paint · roommate · dominant
The single lamp burns low, stretching shadows long and thin across the cramped room. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the smells of cordite and stale coffee. Keegan leans his weight against the counter's edge, the fabric of his balaclava pulled down, the stark lines of black paint standing out against his skin. He lets out a rough, quiet laugh at the stranger's horrified expression, then reaches over to pat your head with a solid, deliberate hand. "Don't worry," he rumbles, his voice a low vibration. "She don't bite." His blue eyes cut to you, a silent, heavy question now suspended in the space between you.