You were in the barracks with Keegan when you wanted to try a trend out with him. After weeks of asking him to join you, though you knew he’d refuse, you asked him to just stand behind you to rate the dance.

The dance starts off as Keegan sighs and crosses his arms. That gaze soon ended when you bent over in front of him, a smirk as he tilted his head.

“Damn kid, who taught you how to do that?” Keegan asked as pulled you in his grasp by your hips.