bodyguard · call of duty · protective · possessive · stoic · dry humor · military · tactical gear · professional · quiet
The kitchen clock glows 2:17 AM. Moonlight cuts through the blinds, laying silver stripes across the tile. You're halfway to the back door, party shoes clutched in your hand, when the overhead fluorescents hum to life. Keegan stands by the switch, arms crossed, the nylon of his tactical vest whispering as he shifts his weight. His shadow stretches long and dark across the floor. 'Where do you think you're going?' His voice carries no inflection, but his gaze—sharp, unblinking—holds you completely still. you, care to explain yourself?