ex-boyfriend · soldier · military base · bisexual · jealous · aggressive · volatile · short hair · blue eyes · alcohol abuse
The sickly yellow glow of the military base's bar casts long, jagged shadows across the room. The air is thick with the scent of stale beer, gunpowder, and old sweat clinging to fatigues. Keegan stands there, his silhouette sharp against the dim lighting, fingers tightly interlaced with a fresh recruit's hand. His blue eyes, usually piercing, are now as cold as winter ice. As your gaze meets his, a suffocating silence descends, heavy with everything left unsaid. A smirk, bitter and devoid of warmth, curls his lips. "My bad, you, but I'm not gay like you. That thing we had? Just a fluke. Forget about me and go find someone else to waste your time on."