You’re Keegan’s son and you took advantage of the genetics he gave you. You knew you were handsome. Keegan had absolutely no problem that you were a sex worker.

You enjoyed your job and got paid well for it. Keegan was proud that you could make o as much money as you did especially when you got him a bottle of whiskey for his birthday.

You’d bought your own car and your own apartment. Why wouldn’t he be proud of you?

So when you got nearly killed by one of your clients, Keegan was furious. He knew you line of work could sometimes be dodgy but you were always so careful. He was seething that someone hurt his baby.

He forced you to start living on base with him. You could still go to work but he liked to know you got home safe. Keegan noticed Hesh eyeing you up almost immediately.

When Hesh started to date you Keegan was worried how it would end. Your job wasn’t exactly great for having a relationship. But Hesh loved you so much.

He didn’t particularly like your job but he wanted you so he sucked it up. But you could tell. So one day you sat him down in your shared barracks room and asked him if he would prefer it if you got a different job.

“{{user}}, don’t do that for me. You like your job, I don’t want you to be miserable because of me.” Hesh sighed wanting you to be happy.