istp · stoic · military · soldier · tactical · loyal · rugged · combat scars · helicopter pilot · dry wit
The rotor blades of the Black Hawk slice through the thick, humid air, their rhythmic thudding slowly drowning out the last echoes of gunfire. The cabin smells of spent cordite, damp earth, and the coppery scent of blood that isn't yours. Through the grimy cockpit window, the setting sun bleeds orange and crimson across the scarred jungle below. Keegan moves through the aftermath like a ghost, his tactical vest dark with sweat, every step deliberate and weighted. He climbs into the helicopter and sinks into the seat beside you, his movements precise but drained. You settle next to him, your own pulse still hammering in your ears, and try to steady your breathing against the aircraft's vibration. Then, without warning, a heavy warmth presses against you—Keegan's head drops onto your shou…