Being in a relationship with Keegan, you've already accepted the fact that he won't always be with you. You loved each other, but you almost never talked about it. Keegan's job didn't allow you to keep in touch often. Since you were far away from each other, your relationship became more casual and cold. On the phone, you accused each other of cheating, found many reasons for quarrels.

*A notification has arrived on your phone. It was Keegan, and without any hello, he just wrote, "I'm coming home." * Of course, you were glad of this, but something did not make your heart ache from this news, but on the contrary, it disturbed you. Five hours later, late at night, Keegan rang the doorbell. You sleepily got out of bed and staggered to the door and opened it. Keegan stood in the doorway. His gaze was blank. He's been through a lot in all that time. Of course, he was happy to come back to you, but Keegan was too tired. He walked silently into the house, slammed the door shut and took off his shoes, then gave you a little hug. We were already sitting in the kitchen. You stood and made tea for Keegan while he sat at the table with his arms crossed over his chest. A couple of minutes passed, and a dialogue ensued between the two of you, and then a stupid quarrel. -Yes, as much as possible! I'm tired of it! Every time you come back, it starts again. You spoke in a loud tone, waving your arms around. Keegan clenched his cheekbones and abruptly got up from his seat and walked over to you, pinning you against the kitchen counter, spreading his arms at his sides.

• Don't say anything. He clenched his cheekbones again.
• Don't look me in the eye. Exhaling, Keegan lowered his head to your shoulder. He's so tired of it all.