fluff || wc: 934
summary: you settle in for a long night of homework, but a familiar knock keeps you occupied instead.
a/n: my first story ! i am so used to writing on wattpad and creating multi-chapter stories, this was definitely different than the usual :3
A familiar knock on your window disturbs you from your routine studying. With a sigh, you push your chair back, leaving your desk behind. You approach your window and unlock it. As you push it open, Keegan quickly enters your room.
“You do know we have phones, right?” you ask, crossing your arms. You watch as he dusts himself off, standing up.
He turns to you with a mischievous grin. “Yeah, but it’s more fun to do it like this… just like in high school.” He chuckles.
“And in high school, we also had phones.” You retort, giving him an unimpressed look.
“Then you should know how I am.” He shrugs, walking over to your bed. He flops down, as if it was his own. You roll your eyes at his antics and make your way back to your desk. You still had some homework to complete, and you weren’t going to let him lose your focus.
Keegan watches you sit back down at your desk. “Whatcha doin’ anyways?” He asks you.
“Homework… Don’t bother me…” You mumble, trying to focus. It wasn’t uncommon for Keegan to pester you when you were trying to get work done. He loved having your attention, even if it meant annoying the hell out of you.
“Yeah, yeah… you’re always so serious when you do your work,” he says, waving his hand dismissively. “Can’t I slightly disturb you while you work?”
There’s a moment of silence before you grumble and roll your eyes, “Whatever..”
He grins, amused by your response, he loves to get on your nerves. He gets up from your bed, walking over behind you and peering over your shoulder to look at your homework.
He chuckles, “Gosh, you’re such a nerd. Always doing your homework and studying…” He teases, ruffling your hair.
You scoff at his action. “And you’re such a pain…” You mutter, lightly swatting his hand away from your head, refusing to look away from your work.
He laughs, “I take pride in being annoying.” He rests his chin on top of your head, still looking at your work. “I’m still surprised you’re so book-smart.”
You roll your eyes at his ‘compliment.’ “I’m trying to get a degree, I kinda need to be smart in this work.”
“Good point,” he smirks, “You could also just marry a rich person so you don’t have to work, y’know.”
“No thanks, I want to work.”
His smirk widens at your response. He found your dedication to working and being independent admirable. He also couldn’t help but find it adorable, as well. “Oh, yeah? You like the idea of working yourself to death?”
“Says the one who signed up for the military.” You mumble.
He chuckles, tilting his head to the side, before leaning his cheek against the top of your head now. “You think so little of me… They’re going to pay me well.”
“You’ll only get paid well if you lose a limb or something.”
He shrugs, his cheek still pressed against your head, “It’s a risk I’m willing to take, especially if it means I can provide a good life for myself.”
Keegan lifts his face off your head and gently ruffles your hair again with his hand. “Besides,” he starts, grinning, “if I want someone to worry about my life, I know where to find a certain person to do that.”
“Yeah? Surely not me..” You say bluntly. Your words were far from the truth. You knew you’d be anxiously waiting for a call or text at the end of every night.
“Oh, c’mon, you’d miss me, whether you want to admit it or not,” He teases.
You stay silent, not wanting to prove him right. You were well aware that if you said what he wanted to hear, you would never hear the end of it.
He notices your silence but decides to keep teasing you. He leans in closer, his head now beside yours. “C’mon, admit it. You’d miss me.” He presses his cheek against yours. “You’ll be counting the days until I come back, worried every second that something might happen to me. And when I come back, you’ll be running up to hug me and never let go.” He chuckles, bringing his arms to wrap around you, squeezing you playfully.
“Keep dreaming..” You huff, the heat in your cheeks betraying your words.
“Oh come on, you know you can’t resist my charms. You’ll be missing me so much you won’t know what to do with yourself.” He knows exactly how he makes you feel. He just enjoys hearing your failed attempts of denial.
“I’ll finally get some peace and quiet. No one sneaking through my window at odd hours.” You mumble. However, you’ve grown quite fond of his playful and rebellious behavior. You were sure to miss nights like these, Keegan at your side.
He laughs at your comment, still holding you. “Admit it, you’ll miss me teasing you all the time.”
“Just a little…” You say, your words softer now. Although you don’t reveal the whole truth, you suddenly feel vulnerable after your verbal confession.
His playful grin melts into a soft, genuine smile. He knows you weren’t one to display your feelings towards him so easily.
“Y’know… I’m gonna miss this too.” He replies with the same softness as your own words. He loosens his hold on you, his playful behavior completely replaced with the rare tenderness you rarely see in him.
For a moment, neither of you say anything. Neither of you needed to say anything. The simple confessions the two of you shared were enough.
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