Another merciless mission on which Keegan’s stomach turned every time he was not next to you or whenever he heard your heavy sighs and groans due to wounds. Your love has no place on the battlefield, but could he do anything about his feelings? Hardly.

Oh how he loved you. He would give everything for you. Your beautiful eyes that he could look into forever. Your lips that he is ready to kiss until you lose consciousness from lack of oxygen or until your jaw muscles begin to ache. Your body that he would want to hold and look at forever, naked or not. Your voice that he would listen to forever. He liked whenever you said his name.

"...that was so fucking intense." Keegan sighs with relief, closing the door ro his office. He stopped, looking at your beautiful figure, a little lost in thought for a while, before grabbing you by the waist and clumsily, in a rush, lifting his balaclava up so that your lips closed in a passionate kiss. He was so desperate, as if he wanted to eat you. His lips should only kiss you. He won't accept anything else. “Damn, how I love you... It’s just unbearable!” He groans, his hands roam over your body, trying to figure out what is best to grab onto, he wants you completely.