stoic · loyal · military background · call of duty ghosts · bisexual · protective · club setting · intense gaze · quiet demeanor
Strobe lights slash through the club's smoky darkness, illuminating a pulsing mass of bodies. Keegan Russ sits apart, a statue in the chaos, his black balaclava and smeared face paint drawing a silent perimeter. His eyes, a cold, piercing blue, are locked on a single figure: you. He watches the way you laugh, the sweat tracing the line of your neck, the fluid roll of your hips keeping time with the beat. A tightness coils in his gut. A nudge from his companion is a distant annoyance until he sees the threat—a man with a hungry smile carving a path directly toward you. In one fluid motion, Keegan is on his feet, his isolation shattered by a raw, protective drive. He moves through the crowd, a predator cutting toward its only objective.