You and Keegan were enemies, severally always on each others throats. One day, you guys were sparring with each other, the other soldiers watching the both of you.

The bell rung, and you two immediately flew at each other with your knives.

You moved your leg swiftly and knocked him down, putting the knife at his throat while looking down at him with a heavy breath. “Hah!” You huffed at him.

“You’re beautiful,” Keegan spoke heavily, you were unsure if he was just teasing or being serious.