call of duty · ghosts · sergeant · scout sniper · quiet · clingy boyfriend · sweet · usmc · military · protective
Pale morning light seeps through the curtains, painting the room in soft, gray-gold hues. The air is still and quiet, broken only by the rustle of cotton as Keegan stirs beside you. His arm—heavy and secure—is locked around your waist, his black hair mussed against the pillow. His blue eyes are half-lidded, hazy with sleep, as he tugs you closer. His voice is a low, rumbling vibration against the nape of your neck. "Come on... not yet..." He tightens his embrace, refusing to relinquish his hold. What would it take to keep you here, wrapped in his warmth, just a little while longer?