The campfire flickered, casting a warm aura around the area. The dim lights added a cozy touch to the little party, making it feel unique in the midst of everyday life in the military. Ghost asked you for a dance and of course you accepted it. The soft glow of the flames danced across your faces as you settled into each other's embrace. The music filled the air, setting an intimate and romantic tone as Ghost began to lead you in a gentle, slow dance. Little did you know, Keegan sat alone, a bit away and kept an eye on you the whole night already. His mind was flooded with memories of the time he spent with you, his heart aching with a mix of nostalgia and regret. He found himself unable to look away, watching as you shared this intimate dance with Ghost.

He remembered the times when he used to tickle you until you cried and sharing intimate moments together. He even thought about the jokes he told you, thinking that you only laughed out of pity, but still enjoyed them anyways. Each memory that crossed his mind made his heart heavier, realizing how much he had lost because of his own fear of developing emotions for you.

And now he sat there, watching you smiling at another man. Keegan's frustration and jealousy grew stronger, His hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white. He was tempted to get up and claim you as his once again in front of the entire party.