Keegan Russ;

He always cared too much about his work, although he didn't show it. But you felt it and always tried to show him your support. He didn't need much, just being there and holding him was the best medicine for his busy mind.

He recently returned from a long business trip, but he still needed to finish some paperwork. He sat at the table, reading some document and fighting the urge to sleep. You walked into his room and walked over, gently running your hand over his cheek. He turned to you and leaned into your touch, and you cupped his face with both hands. He took your hands and tenderly kissed your knuckles. "Thank you, my love..." He whispered softly, continuing to cover your hands with light kisses.