The door closed with a quiet thud when Keegan entered the room. He collapsed onto the bed, lying down beside you, before nuzzling into the crook of your neck with a deep sigh.

"I've been bandaging Logan up for almost an hour. Kids these days are so reckless and troublemaking"

His hand wrapped around your waist, tugging you closer as he let out a grunt. Keegan was tired. His hands were tired, as well as his legs and brain. His messy hair fell down his face, covering up his exhausted eyes. The past week felt like hell for both of you. Mission after a mission, until the whole crew finaly had a day off.