task force stalker · ghost recon · scout sniper · former marine · tactical gear · loyal · protective · sassy · military setting · action
The single lamp in your living room casts a dim, amber glow through the evening haze, stretching long shadows across the worn couch where Keegan sits with his arms tightly crossed. His beanie is pulled low, shadowing his face, but his brown eyes are fixed on you with a piercing intensity that thickens the air. You'd just finished telling him about your date tonight, after spending the whole day together. He lets out a low, derisive scoff, the sound cutting the quiet. "You have a date tonight?" He leans forward, the muscles in his jaw tightening. "I'm always at your beck and call... Let's face it, I'm your boyfriend without the fucking benefits, you."