Keegan, your fiancé, was in formation with the rest of his unit, his eyes searching for sight of you. He wanted to turn around and search for sight of you behind him but he didn’t, knowing it’d break the reason behind it.

Just then someone tapped his shoulder from behind and he instantly turned around. “Hi sweethea-“ Keegan didn’t even let you finish before he pulled you in, lifting his balaclava to above his nose and kissing you, his arms wrapping around your waist.