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Immediately, Keith narrowed his eyes, sitting up. “My brother and I have been playing this game since we were kids. I’m not scared.” And that right there – the set of Keith’s jaw, the fiery glint in his eyes, the sharpness in his tone – is how Lance knew he had him. He felt a twinge of satisfaction. Keith was so predictable.
“Prove it, then,” he challenged, standing and placing a hand on his hip. “Let’s call it a bet.”
Keith looked skeptical. “With what stakes?”
“Whoever wins gets to ask for whatever they want from the other person,” Lance spoke slowly, taking a careful step towards his rival. “Within reason, of course.”
- Or, Keith and Lance play Mario Kart, and, as usual, Lance makes it interesting…
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When their laughter finally died down, their eyes found each other, the two falling into an intimate kind of quietness. Keith realised their bodies were now so close that his bangs tickled Lance’s forehead, the warmth of their skin mingling, Lance’s every exhale grazing his lips. If he tilted his head ever so slightly, their noses would brush.
Lance’s gaze was magnetic. All of a sudden, the air felt much heavier than it had been a minute ago. Keith was hyper aware of the arm curled around his middle, fingers ghosting beneath his shirt. The slow, burning heat that was beginning to pool in his gut was mirrored in Lance’s eyes as they roamed over Keith’s face, his neck, his chest, pausing where his fingers lay against the sliver of exposed skin at his waist.
Keith’s breath hitched.
- Or, Lance and Keith hang out in Lance’s bedroom. That’s it, that’s the fic.
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“Do you really not remember me?”
Lance’s back was turned, his face angled toward the sky, but the incessant tap of his fingers on the side of the swing told Keith that all Lance’s attention was directed at him, waiting for his answer.
Keith clenched his jaw. He wanted to remember Lance. He wanted to look into those ocean blue eyes and swear that he had known them before. He wanted to say that there was at least something familiar about Lance, some flicker at the back of his mind, some dormant memory just aching to be awoken.
But no matter how hard he tried, it just wasn’t true.
“I wish I did,” Keith whispered softly. “I’m sorry.”
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In which Keith gets Hanahaki disease, and has the operation to remove the flowers, along with any memory of Lance, the boy who he’d loved. There’s misunderstandings, there’s regret, there’s heartbreak. How will the boys deal with the aftermath? -
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“I like Keith,” Lance blurted suddenly.
Shiro blinked. “Oh.” Not exactly the revelation he’d been expected. “He likes you, too.”
- In which Shiro accidentally reveals Keith and Lance’s feelings for each other… without even knowing about them in the first place.
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When Lance finds himself face to face with alternate universe versions of himself and all his friends, he’s excited to talk to them – who wouldn’t want to see just how different their life could have turned out?
However, that feeling begins to sour when Lance notices that, out of all his alternate selves, he seems to have the most underwhelming life.
And another unexpected thing. He and Keith seem to be a lot more, um… friendly with each other in the other realities…