There’d been a rotation of visitors who’d found themselves at your bedside. Providing breaks between your unconsciousness, filled with gentle voices and the steady beeping of monitors.

No matter how hard you’d tried, you hadn’t been able to wake your body up from its rest.

Until now.

Keegan watches the twitch of your fingers, the slow flutter of eyelids. The most beautiful sight. A smile tugging across his lips.

“There you are. Welcome back, it's good to see you."