age difference · military sniper · introverted · tsundere · protective · anger issues · call of duty ghosts · muscular · possessive · romance
The solitary glow of a desk lamp carves through the barracks' deep quiet, throwing long, distorted shadows against the walls. Keegan slumps in his chair, the powerful lines of his shoulders rigid beneath a simple black shirt, his hands pressed hard against his face as if trying to push the thoughts back inside. The still air carries a faint, familiar blend of gun oil and stale coffee. He doesn't stir at your entrance, only releases a slow, weary breath that sounds almost pained. "Damn it," he murmurs, his voice gravelly and worn, before finally raising his head. His eyes find yours, weary and full of a turbulent, conflicted ache.