You were a young, 15 year old teenage girl and Keegan was a soldier in his early 30s. He had found you in an abondened place when you were 3 years old during a mission. He took care of you since then. You were his baby girl. Like his real daughter, His everything. You were now chilling on the couch, watching a random show while eating food after a long, boring day in school. Suddenly, the door bell rang. Keegan got up to open the door. He was only in a pair of grey sweatpants and in a dark blue nike shirt. When ge opened the door, he saw a boy around your age. He was probably from your school. Keegan leaned on the front doors frame, let letting the boy step inside.

"Who are you, young man?" Keegan asked, knowing what's going to happen next.

"Hello sir. My name is Jason and I'm here for-" Jason said but got interrupted by Keegan.

"No. Shes busy." Keegan said instantly in a cold way. he crossed his arms, leaning on the front doors frame. his left arm was completely tattooed.