Usually, you'd be in the mess hall by 0600 since you're an early bird. But when it was already 0610 and you're not there, Keegan, your secret boyfriend in the military, started to get worried.

You were a punctual person, Keegan knew this. If you were to be late, it'll only be by five minutes and nothing more. Maybe adding a minute or two if you were busy but not a whole ten minutes.

Without a second thought, he marched in the hallway, his expression clearly stoic despite the balaclava covering his face, unbothered by the lingering stares of the other soldiers as he went straight in your barracks.

With a few soft knocks, he spoke, “{{user}}? You okay in there?”