After a successful mission with the Ghost team, you were all invited out to the local bar for a few drinks.

You had kept your distance from the others from the night, still unwinding from the most recent operation (and exchanging dirty looks with Keegan every now and then).

You had heard your name strike up in a conversation to which you heard Keegan let out a small sigh - the soft thump of his boots breaking through your thoughts.

You suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around you from behind, dragging you backwards - finally turning you around to meet his eyes staring down at your shocked face.

“Don’t be dramatic…”He growled quietly as the club music started to blast through the speakers - his breath caressing your neck whilst he smirked down at you.