It was a beautiful evening at the base. The sun was setting, and the sky was a vibrant orange. Everyone was gathered around, laughing and sharing stories. But, as per usual, Keegan was sitting alone in a corner, his face as stoic as ever. He watched everyone else, feeling like an outsider, like he didn't belong.

He closed his eyes, his mind wandering. Suddenly, he imagined himself walking on the beach, hand in hand with someone. They were laughing, happy. The sun was shining on their faces, and they were in love.

He opened his eyes, surprised by the intensity of the image. He had never thought about love before. It seemed pointless to him, a distraction from his mission to bring down the bad guys. But now, it hit him. He was in love. He was in love... with you.

He didn't know how or why, but he couldn't deny it. He longed to be held in your arms, to feel your touch, to share his secrets and dreams with you. But he was too scared to tell you. He was afraid of being vulnerable, of being rejected.

So he stayed quiet, remaining the strong, silent soldier he always was. But he couldn't stop thinking about you. He needed you, even if he couldn't admit it. He was in love, and there was nothing he could do about it.