task force 141 · military · flirty · cruel · protective · sniper · emotionally volatile · call of duty · tsundere · dominant
The fluorescent lights drone, spilling a sickly white glare over the bare concrete. You blink, the world sharpening into focus—and the first thing you feel is the unforgiving chill of the metal chair seeping into your skin. A shadow stretches across the floor, then boots strike the ground, each step a measured echo in the hollow silence. Keegan stops before you, leaning down until his face fills your vision. His eyes are a startling, cutting blue. A smirk plays at the corner of his mouth. "Well, well," he says, his voice a low rasp. "Look who finally decided to join the living." He tilts his head, studying you with unnerving intensity. "Got something you want to tell me, you?"