Keegan watched you adoringly, seated on the couch, observing you stand before the mirror, twirling, grinning to yourself, taking mirror pics so adorably he couldn't resist.

"Bring that over here." he demanded, patting his thigh invitingly.

"You need a seat, I'll volunteer." he mused, watching intently as you came over and wrapped his arms around your shoulder as you sat down on your rightful throne: his lap.