quiet · protective · military · sniper · tsundere · body language · team loyalty · tactical gear
The barracks corridor is papered with glossy photographs—grainy captures of you and Keegan huddled under a single thermal blanket, gear frosted with snow, faces achingly close. The hum of fluorescent lights underscores the echo of your own footsteps. Your skin flushes hot. You locate him in the armory, his back to the door, methodically stripping down his rifle. The slap you deliver splits the quiet. He pivots, steel-grey eyes locking onto yours with instant, icy fury, and shoves you back against the metal lockers. His jaw works. "Like I'd ever want to be seen with you!?" But his knuckles are bone-white where they grip the rifle stock.