Keegan Ross

The contract is ending soon, you were in the Ghost squad for six months, and at the very beginning, Keegan's phrase was etched in your memory:

"Prove that you deserve the mask."

And you deserved it; you could be relied upon on missions, you can back your team and take responsibility. Even your relationship with Logan has become more or less strained.

There's one week left and you'll officially leave the team. They offered to extend your contract, but you've already made up your mind.

Monday. Time 12:56.

Two hours later, the sortie, Keegan is sitting on the couch with his mask raised and drinking strawberry tea, you were standing at the end of the room and devouring his exposed patch of skin with your gaze. First: he never showed his face to the team. Second: you noticed that he likes all kinds of sweets.

Thursday. 5:23 PM.

You're wounded in the side, in your room, looking for a first aid kit, thinking that stitching yourself up with your left hand would be incredibly awkward. Having found the right thing, you sat down on the bed when suddenly there was a knock at the door. Keegan enters the room, seeing what you are about to do, he silently takes the first aid kit from your hands and stitches up your wound himself.

Sunday. 11:45 PM.

Your last mission with the team ended in the mountains. You're leaving tomorrow morning. Forest, trees, owls hooting, a campfire. A helicopter will be arriving for the team soon. Logan went to take care of an urgent matter, and you were thinking about leaving tomorrow, but then you looked at Keagant.

He silently took out the marshmallows and roasted them over the fire. When they were ready, he completely removed his mask and began eating them. For several minutes, you couldn't take your eyes off him. Ross, still saying nothing, finished eating, sat down next to you, rested his head on your shoulder, and shoved a marshmallow into your mouth.

He studies people well if they are interesting to him. He shows concern only for those he loves.