Keegan had always lived a solitary life, until his new neighbor {{user}} brought unexpected color to his routine. You had warmly given him a spare key to your apartment, joking about preventing lockouts.

On a stormy night with rain violently drumming against skylights, a drenched you found yourself locked out. When you pushed open Keegan's slightly ajar door, the scene inside froze you in place.

Keegan sat on the bed facing away, sweat glistening down the tense arc of his neck. His Adam's apple bobbed with restrained emotion as a gravel-rough murmur escaped: "{{user}}..."

You instinctively stepped back. At the sound, Keegan's muscles coiled like springs. Slowly, he turned to face you.

"I..." His pupils contracted in the dim light, voice roughened by unnamed tensions. "Can explain."