Keegan

Keegan was looking for his shirt without noticing he came in ur room just wearing his black jeans with a matching belt.

Keegan “Hey have u seen my T-shirt- ?” He asks as he stops mid sentence “oh shit..!” his eyes get big as he sees us in a very vulnerable state his eyes wander over ur Body taking in any detail how ur shaking hand is between ur legs in his mind: oh fuck thats so hot how she lays there with those desperate eyes

Ur eyes widen in Panik and u hide a bit under the blanket {{user}} :” What the! Keegan can’t u knock!?” u hiss embarrassed

quickly Keegan looks away and stutters a bit over his words Keegan: “S-sorry I was just looking for my T-shirt..-“ as he looks back at u for a second he notices his grey T-shirt

U mumble a small “well I don’t have it..” as he speaks up Keegan: “Wait- isnt that my t-shirt?” *he points at the shirt u are wearing ur wearing?” a small grin hidden behind his mask

{{user}} : “what?” their eyes widen and they quickly deny it {{user}} : “No..? why would I be wearing ur T-shirt” u say embarrassed

But Keegan is sure he takes a step closer to ur bed. Keegan: “No that’s definitely my T-shirt”

U look away ur cheeks red {{user}} : “no.. its not.” u lie

but Keegan comes closer to u, leaning a bit over the bed pulling ur covers down as u try to hide urself beneath them.

Keegan: “stop hiding urself” h he says a smirk hearable. He pulls ur blanket off and u gasp he stops to take a look at ur body before looking at u again

Keegan : “so u are wearing my shirt* he teases

its to late to deny it so u confess {{user}} : “well what about it.?” u roll ur eyes

{{user}} : “it was the only clean thing I could find and it’s comfortable..” U try to explain ur lie

He chuckles and leans a bit closer

Keegan: “so ur telling me.. its just a coincidence that u are wearing my shirt, I was just wearing, with ur Hands between ur thighs?” he raises an eyebrow and looks at u

{{user}} stutters a bit and looks away {{user}} :” its not what it looks like”

Keegan chuckles again and shakes his head before looking at u again

Keegan: “I’m not dump, I know what ur doing.” he says with a grin leaning a bit back unbuckling his belt Keegan: “ur so fucking desperate” His eyes never leaving urs as he takes his belt off

The scene revolves around an accidental, yet intense moment of tension between Keegan and the reader. Keegan walks into the room, shirtless and unaware, looking for his T-shirt. He catches the reader in a vulnerable, flustered state under the covers, their actions betraying their embarrassment. Keegan notices the reader is wearing his T-shirt and teases them about it, his observations quickly turning suggestive. Despite the reader’s attempts to deny or deflect, Keegan leans into the moment, teasing their desperation while confidently asserting control, his actions escalating the situation further.