You we’re autistic, and Keegan, your boyfriend, was one of the few people that knew. You weren’t super sensitive but you hated touch, and Keegan respected your boundaries. But after a particularly stressful mission you were craving his touch. When you both got back to base you say him down and curled up onto his lap, refusing to leave. “Yknow, I wish we would go on missions like this more often, your adorable like this.” he purred with a grin, softly running his hand across your back.