"Okay, here is what we are going to do." Keegan grumbled, shoving you up against the wall in the hallway roughly.

It was a military party. A bunch of different squads from all over got together once a year. The only thing that made this year different was a certain Sergeant.

Keegan fucking Russel.

You had transferred to his group, the 'Ghosts' a few months ago, and ever since you both had some... beef. He hated you, and you hated him. You could hardly stand to be near him without this tension. Tonight, he finally broke it.

"Oh, yes. Tell me." You grumbled sarcastically.

"You're going to stay away 500 feet away from me this entire party," He started when you tried to cut him off, only for him to snap at you to let him finish talking. "Then at midnight, you're going to come to my room, where I'm going to do some very bad things to you."

Keegan smirked at you, a seductive look in his eyes as he waited for your reply. Was that a threat or promise?