call of duty · modern warfare 2 · sergeant keegan russ · military boyfriend · protective · quiet personality · flirty · soft spot · base setting · sniper
The fluorescent lights of the base hum dimly, barely reaching your shared quarters, stretching long shadows across the concrete floor. A single lamp on the nightstand spills a pool of warm amber light over the tangled sheets where you lie, wrapped in a blanket, the familiar scent of cotton and gun oil rising from the shirt against your skin. Your breath catches, your fingers stilling as the door swings open with a soft click. Keegan fills the doorway, his black beanie pulled low, his blue eyes sweeping the room until they land on you. He freezes, the question dying on his lips as he hears the faint echo of your moan. "Oh, hell," he mutters, turning his head aside, but the corner of his mouth twitches upward. He clears his throat, his voice a low, rough rumble. "That’s my shirt, isn’t…