Your friend Keegan came home from his assignment, tired, dirty, but happy to be home. Ross quickly picked up his phone and dialed your number to ask you to come over. You arrived, as always his door was open but he didn't greet you as he was very tired and was lying on the bed in the bedroom. As you entered the bedroom, Keegan gave you a brief glance and when you came closer, he grabbed your hands, pinning them to his. "I like your hands," he smiled softly