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Well — no, but. [ lance actually flinches guiltily, not meaning to have been so misleading. ] I mean I could have found someone that... did...
[ though it's all moot isn't it, if frankenstein heals as quickly as he said...
still, lance is attempting to offer the man some support as they stand/walk, slipping a hand around the man's back. ]
Organized sparring, though... You mean like a gym...?
[ though it's all moot isn't it, if frankenstein heals as quickly as he said...
still, lance is attempting to offer the man some support as they stand/walk, slipping a hand around the man's back. ]
Organized sparring, though... You mean like a gym...?
Still... it's a shame you can't enjoy the waters! It's really great, it's [ a pause, and a faint, bewildered laugh. ] It's funny, it's almost exactly like how I remember the waters to feel back home...
[ almost as if on purpose....? what a weird thought. ]
Are you enjoying the rest of the beach at least?
[ almost as if on purpose....? what a weird thought. ]
Are you enjoying the rest of the beach at least?
[For a second there, he was prepared to call bullshit on Lance's swimming history. He settles quickly enough, and Keith's happy to watch him otter about the place -- even with the splash attack precursor.]
I thought it was coming from the moon.
[Similarly, Keith looks a bit like a wet mop. His bangs are nearly veiling his eyes -- nearly. He's only slightly swept them to the side like a proper emo. His eyes settle skyward, veil or not, and the moon isn't in immediate view...
So maybe it's the stars?]
Or...solar power?
I thought it was coming from the moon.
[Similarly, Keith looks a bit like a wet mop. His bangs are nearly veiling his eyes -- nearly. He's only slightly swept them to the side like a proper emo. His eyes settle skyward, veil or not, and the moon isn't in immediate view...
So maybe it's the stars?]
Or...solar power?
You kidding? I haven't been on a beach in years. The closest thing I got to a proper tan was those holo-promotions and advertisements Hyperion used to have going around.
[ As if Lance will get how that was. So far Rhys hasn't met very many people who really understand the space-age of things, but Jyn and Lance seem to be better off than most refugees. ]
This is paradise. Real sun, fruit cocktail....no killer spiderants. What's not to love?
[ As if Lance will get how that was. So far Rhys hasn't met very many people who really understand the space-age of things, but Jyn and Lance seem to be better off than most refugees. ]
This is paradise. Real sun, fruit cocktail....no killer spiderants. What's not to love?
Don't you usually need the sun for that...
[ but honestly what does lance know. this is sounding more and more like a "hunk and pidge" question, and he spares a moment to be sad the two aren't awake to be able to experience this with them. anyway, it's a good thing his curiosity isn't quite as insistent; at the very least, he's able to be content with an answer of "/waves hands around vaguely, magic" and be done with it. deciding he's spent a sufficient enough time trying to pursue this intellectual matter, he'll quickly turn his attention back to simply enjoying the setting itself. wherever the weird light is coming from, it's interesting to watch it play with the water and create fun light reflections along the walls, keith's face. he actually snickers a little, because in this lighting, with keith's hair like that, ]
You look like a drowned highland cow.
[ without even thinking about it he reaches forward, quietly combing keith's fringe back instead of to the side. his hand stalls almost immediately after exposing keith's forehead, the sudden sight of it reminding him of a certain other forehead, where a certain other pair of lips had kissed once.
he blinks, and hastily draws his hand away. ]
It's probably a good thing we got here so late. [ he'll just... dog-paddle away now... treating himself to another lap around, yep. ] I bet it doesn't look as good during the day.
[ but honestly what does lance know. this is sounding more and more like a "hunk and pidge" question, and he spares a moment to be sad the two aren't awake to be able to experience this with them. anyway, it's a good thing his curiosity isn't quite as insistent; at the very least, he's able to be content with an answer of "/waves hands around vaguely, magic" and be done with it. deciding he's spent a sufficient enough time trying to pursue this intellectual matter, he'll quickly turn his attention back to simply enjoying the setting itself. wherever the weird light is coming from, it's interesting to watch it play with the water and create fun light reflections along the walls, keith's face. he actually snickers a little, because in this lighting, with keith's hair like that, ]
You look like a drowned highland cow.
[ without even thinking about it he reaches forward, quietly combing keith's fringe back instead of to the side. his hand stalls almost immediately after exposing keith's forehead, the sudden sight of it reminding him of a certain other forehead, where a certain other pair of lips had kissed once.
he blinks, and hastily draws his hand away. ]
It's probably a good thing we got here so late. [ he'll just... dog-paddle away now... treating himself to another lap around, yep. ] I bet it doesn't look as good during the day.
[ things were still pretty old-fashioned back home, but lance's experience with altean tech and the other exposure to alien races that last handful of months or so before the storm took them all had helped him pretty much come to terms with how limited his own experiences were, so it's easy enough for him to nod along to rhys' comments, not fully understanding, but at the very least attempting to sympathize.
not that he had to really work hard for a tan... heh. ]
Yeah, it's kinda crazy how safe it's been, huh? Every other place I've gone to on this island's been filled with all kinds of weird animals.
[ fingers crossed they didn't just jinx themselves, though. ]
Plus, [ he adds after a moment, plopping down beside rhys to glance out over the waters... where a number of beach bunnies are enjoying their time. ] The view's not all that bad, either. [ heheh ]
not that he had to really work hard for a tan... heh. ]
Yeah, it's kinda crazy how safe it's been, huh? Every other place I've gone to on this island's been filled with all kinds of weird animals.
[ fingers crossed they didn't just jinx themselves, though. ]
Plus, [ he adds after a moment, plopping down beside rhys to glance out over the waters... where a number of beach bunnies are enjoying their time. ] The view's not all that bad, either. [ heheh ]
[He shrugs; it was a shoddy explanation to start with.]
It was sunny earlier today.
[More than that, how did the rocks -- jewels? Capture that energy. Rocks can definitely get hot..of course, but storing it is something different entirely, right? Isn't that why solar panels are so expensive? Because they're technical and awful?
Whatevs. He's pulled out of his scientific thoughts when Lance likens him to a cow.]
You look like a ferret.
[It's not as angry of a retort as he'd like for it to have been; his forehead's being exposed and it...never is...the whole thing happens with a jarringly tender gesture (don't call him a cow and then slick his bangs back?!
Whatever. He takes off pretty quickly and Keith sinks down a bit, like an alligator with just it's eyes and nose exposed. It's gotta be much plainer -- ordinary of a setting during daylight.
Maybe nightswimming isn't so bad after all.]
It was sunny earlier today.
[More than that, how did the rocks -- jewels? Capture that energy. Rocks can definitely get hot..of course, but storing it is something different entirely, right? Isn't that why solar panels are so expensive? Because they're technical and awful?
Whatevs. He's pulled out of his scientific thoughts when Lance likens him to a cow.]
You look like a ferret.
[It's not as angry of a retort as he'd like for it to have been; his forehead's being exposed and it...never is...the whole thing happens with a jarringly tender gesture (don't call him a cow and then slick his bangs back?!
Whatever. He takes off pretty quickly and Keith sinks down a bit, like an alligator with just it's eyes and nose exposed. It's gotta be much plainer -- ordinary of a setting during daylight.
Maybe nightswimming isn't so bad after all.]
[ The beach bunnies are definitely a huge plus that Rhys has...noticed yes but definitely not paid nearly as much attention to before as he is now, lifting a brow with a look of amusement before he glances sidelong at Lance. ]
The lack of insanely dangerous wildlife has been a definitely plus, yes.
[ He just sounds nothing short of amused here mr. lance ]
Natives aren't too bad either are they? [ he sees u ogglin bro ]
The lack of insanely dangerous wildlife has been a definitely plus, yes.
[ He just sounds nothing short of amused here mr. lance ]
Natives aren't too bad either are they? [ he sees u ogglin bro ]
[ while keith alligators around, lance will fully otter by slipping onto his back, letting the non-existent currant of the lagoon lazily spin him around. he's near spread-eagle, the only parts of him not submerged in the water his feet and his face from the ears forward, eyes directed up towards the little opening where stars dot up the sky. spread out at his sides, his fingers twitch, recalling the faint heat coming off of keith's skin when he brushed his hair back. ]
Still, [ he finally speaks up, after way too long a pause between their words that it really makes no sense that he should be continuing the line of conversation like he is. ] I think I'd like to try coming back some other time...
[ idly, he flexes his hand. ]
I like it here.
Still, [ he finally speaks up, after way too long a pause between their words that it really makes no sense that he should be continuing the line of conversation like he is. ] I think I'd like to try coming back some other time...
[ idly, he flexes his hand. ]
I like it here.
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[ the smile he gives in turn is half-parts sheepish, half-parts smarmy. he is a healthy teenage boy with eyes, mr. rhys. sue him. ]
Natives, fellow refugees... It's nice to see everyone enjoying themselves for once.
[ it's just a perk that they all happen to be in swimsuits at the same time, ok. ]
Natives, fellow refugees... It's nice to see everyone enjoying themselves for once.
[ it's just a perk that they all happen to be in swimsuits at the same time, ok. ]
[Keith can only alligator-idle in one place for so long. He eventually shifts forward -- err, toward Lance. He's thinking of different ways to hassle him, though as he nears, he kind of doesn't want to anymore?
Could be because of the ambiance, or maybe because he's found his towel floating along the way.]
Yeah, [After pulling his head up, of course, busily squashing his soaked towel onto apizza ball and tossing it to an edge of the lagoon.] if we can get here without walking all day.
[After walking all day, however, this is a great place to end up. It's warm and naturally calming. He doesn't even want to wedgie Lance anymore; splash him, dunk him. He just wants to kinda...watch him, mutually appreciate a calm place for a change.
Or, on the other hand...]
We don't...have to go back.
[Remember that mermaid episode? Keith's kind of like the mermaid episode right now.]
Could be because of the ambiance, or maybe because he's found his towel floating along the way.]
Yeah, [After pulling his head up, of course, busily squashing his soaked towel onto a
[After walking all day, however, this is a great place to end up. It's warm and naturally calming. He doesn't even want to wedgie Lance anymore; splash him, dunk him. He just wants to kinda...watch him, mutually appreciate a calm place for a change.
Or, on the other hand...]
We don't...have to go back.
[Remember that mermaid episode? Keith's kind of like the mermaid episode right now.]
[ what? he's a secret sea monster that wants to mind-control and eat everybody? that's not romantic at all... ]
We can't stay here forever, [ lance argues, except he isn't really arguing, more just stating the facts. there's no real source of food, and who knows if this water is drinkable, besides where are they gonna sleep and how's lance supposed to get his natural amount of vitamin d??
but even though that isn't at all what keith means (and lance knows it), there is unquestionably a nice sound to it... it's nice here, peaceful in a way that doesn't make lance a little stir-crazy or restless.
his ears ring a little. we, we. lance had been careful not to insinuate when he mentioned coming back, and there's a strange sense of relief and swell of excitement upon hearing keith's ready acceptance. we, we.
he looks to keith then, feeling a spike of desperation for something else to think about. ]
What were you thinking?
We can't stay here forever, [ lance argues, except he isn't really arguing, more just stating the facts. there's no real source of food, and who knows if this water is drinkable, besides where are they gonna sleep and how's lance supposed to get his natural amount of vitamin d??
but even though that isn't at all what keith means (and lance knows it), there is unquestionably a nice sound to it... it's nice here, peaceful in a way that doesn't make lance a little stir-crazy or restless.
his ears ring a little. we, we. lance had been careful not to insinuate when he mentioned coming back, and there's a strange sense of relief and swell of excitement upon hearing keith's ready acceptance. we, we.
he looks to keith then, feeling a spike of desperation for something else to think about. ]
What were you thinking?
[If they were on earth, it'd be easy. He'd done it, though the scenery that came with his cabin wasn't so...glittery. Calming on most days, but not like this. Without any serious obligation, why couldn't they just make do here? Figure it out as they go? Sure, Shiro and the rest were locked away in Stasis, so that much isn't a lot different from when he went into isolation, and they may not know a whole lot about this planet as it were, but...
It isn't like they're gaining much clarity back in the city either. If it can be considered as such. Patrolling the red light district isn't exactly his favorite thing, and he hasn't been able to make progress on his own. Lance likes it here enough, but at the end of the day, he's a social creature. A minor 'con' as far as he's aware.]
If we're stuck here, we should settle somewhere that's nice, that's all.
[We-ing out the wazoo.]
Until we can figure out how to get back to Earth.
[And start from scratch, maybe regroup as Paladins, because who the eff knows what's really happened to the universe.
Domestic AU.....]
It isn't like they're gaining much clarity back in the city either. If it can be considered as such. Patrolling the red light district isn't exactly his favorite thing, and he hasn't been able to make progress on his own. Lance likes it here enough, but at the end of the day, he's a social creature. A minor 'con' as far as he's aware.]
If we're stuck here, we should settle somewhere that's nice, that's all.
[We-ing out the wazoo.]
Until we can figure out how to get back to Earth.
[And start from scratch, maybe regroup as Paladins, because who the eff knows what's really happened to the universe.
Domestic AU.....]
[ it's fortunate someone's thinking along these lines, actually, because lance definitely isn't. it's hard to tell if allura is, either, or if she is simply reeling from yet another planet's (planets) destruction and throwing herself into the busywork of the day-to-day just so she wouldn't have to think about it. lance had always meant to ask, but he never quite knew how to, plus it would mean he'd have to slow down and start thinking about his own feelings regarding the matter, and he's as much a creature not inclined to dwell on the negative stuff as she is social.
which means here he is, forced (ish) to confront the grim truth of their situation, by actually being made to think it may not be the actual truth after all.
he sits up — or tries to, but considering he's in water all he does is shift back down so that he's treading once more, turning towards keith with a mildly wary look. ]
You don't think the stuff about the Storm is real?
[ as soon as he says it, it makes sense. of the lot of them, keith would be more inclined to question, to wonder. it's just funny that lance is hearing it for the first time now, in the same breath that keith himself is actually starting to... sound more accepting of their fate. whatever fate that is. ]
which means here he is, forced (ish) to confront the grim truth of their situation, by actually being made to think it may not be the actual truth after all.
he sits up — or tries to, but considering he's in water all he does is shift back down so that he's treading once more, turning towards keith with a mildly wary look. ]
You don't think the stuff about the Storm is real?
[ as soon as he says it, it makes sense. of the lot of them, keith would be more inclined to question, to wonder. it's just funny that lance is hearing it for the first time now, in the same breath that keith himself is actually starting to... sound more accepting of their fate. whatever fate that is. ]
[It could be because their matter of conversation could be considered controversial and he's not yet versed himself in this planet's method of eavesdropping -- isolated as they are, but once Lance rights himself, he's moving in closer to further their conversation.]
You thought it was?
[The plan was to behave enough to figure out what's going on with Red, then scope things out from the vantage of...well, Red. Having the Castle of Lions back would be equally as important, but that isn't even his.
Either way, it's not a condescending retort. Like when you're the first of your age group to realize Santa's not real, and the fact that the rest of your peers are finding out later in life -- not like that. It's honest, because maybe he's missing something. Lance maybe hasn't have... the best sense of reality based on past missions, but that doesn't exactly invalidate his thoughts.
I mean, maybe it would outside of their little pool.]
It just seems too sudden. [Just to elaborate, lest his answer sound too much like that's just what I think because I'm uncomfortable here, weh weh.] I've woken up on other planets before, but not like this.
[Haven't they all...]
It's like, something's missing.
You thought it was?
[The plan was to behave enough to figure out what's going on with Red, then scope things out from the vantage of...well, Red. Having the Castle of Lions back would be equally as important, but that isn't even his.
Either way, it's not a condescending retort. Like when you're the first of your age group to realize Santa's not real, and the fact that the rest of your peers are finding out later in life -- not like that. It's honest, because maybe he's missing something. Lance maybe hasn't have... the best sense of reality based on past missions, but that doesn't exactly invalidate his thoughts.
I mean, maybe it would outside of their little pool.]
It just seems too sudden. [Just to elaborate, lest his answer sound too much like that's just what I think because I'm uncomfortable here, weh weh.] I've woken up on other planets before, but not like this.
[Haven't they all...]
It's like, something's missing.
[ lance looks down at the water between them, ripples growing more prominent as keith draws closer. close enough now that he could reach out and touch the other boy, and he recognizes a sudden strange urge to. as if needing that piece of contact just to help ground himself, when all that's holding him up right now is strange, glowing water. ]
I don't know, I... [ he licks his lips, trying to parse through his own thoughts. ] I mean they had my mom, you know? I saw her, after so long, and...
[ he grows quiet, brow furrowing. had he been blinded? too distracted by the sight of a loved one he'd been aching for since their first mission to notice everything else that'd felt just a little bit too off?
except that wasn't right, either, was it? he'd started to see things. little things. ]
I mean... I guess I always thought it was kinda weird how so much of what we're finding here is so familiar... [ the universe is way too big, as they've been finding, for such similarities to be a coincidence, right? ]
I met one of the Orbiters, too. My first day on the station... He was, like. Studying us.
[ he makes a face, shuddering under the water. his hands come up, wrapping around his arms in a self-hug. ]
This blows...
I don't know, I... [ he licks his lips, trying to parse through his own thoughts. ] I mean they had my mom, you know? I saw her, after so long, and...
[ he grows quiet, brow furrowing. had he been blinded? too distracted by the sight of a loved one he'd been aching for since their first mission to notice everything else that'd felt just a little bit too off?
except that wasn't right, either, was it? he'd started to see things. little things. ]
I mean... I guess I always thought it was kinda weird how so much of what we're finding here is so familiar... [ the universe is way too big, as they've been finding, for such similarities to be a coincidence, right? ]
I met one of the Orbiters, too. My first day on the station... He was, like. Studying us.
[ he makes a face, shuddering under the water. his hands come up, wrapping around his arms in a self-hug. ]
This blows...
[The stasis unit is something he's had most difficulty wrapping his head around. At the same time, he's had to stave so many newcomers from freaking out in there. So many meaning like, two, but that's a lot for Keith to recover from okay. The whole thing (re: Lance's momtalk) makes him think of the spiders, even as Lance presses on about similarities.
He mentally rejoins the conversation when he brings up Orbiters. Information he hadn't known -- why did they wait to have this conversation again? On one hand, maybe the guy Lance saw was just a doctor-type, making sure everyone was fine, on the other hand...gross.
He opens his mouth to press further, quieted by his non-PG statement. Or maybe it is PG? Either way, he reaches forward and rests a hand against the paladin's shoulder. There's a squeeze of reassurance. At least they're together?]
I know it does, but...
[A lil shoulder squeeze is creeping up the crook off his neck, settling on his jaw a short stretch beneath an ear.]
We can't talk about this stuff back there.
[You know, if they decide to go back. For groceries. Until they figure out how to live off the hand like cavepeople.]
He mentally rejoins the conversation when he brings up Orbiters. Information he hadn't known -- why did they wait to have this conversation again? On one hand, maybe the guy Lance saw was just a doctor-type, making sure everyone was fine, on the other hand...gross.
He opens his mouth to press further, quieted by his non-PG statement. Or maybe it is PG? Either way, he reaches forward and rests a hand against the paladin's shoulder. There's a squeeze of reassurance. At least they're together?]
I know it does, but...
[A lil shoulder squeeze is creeping up the crook off his neck, settling on his jaw a short stretch beneath an ear.]
We can't talk about this stuff back there.
[You know, if they decide to go back. For groceries. Until they figure out how to live off the hand like cavepeople.]
[ keith's hand slips up along his neck and jaw just as he manages to swallow around a knot in his throat. there is another shudder, but this one has considerably less to do with their topic of conversation than the first had. ]
What are we supposed to do? [ they aren't a complete team, and if they're caught snooping around, who knows how that might affect those of them that are still asleep. more and more, keith's idea to remain here &mdasg; where he's truly beginning to feel cut off from the rest, truly hidden from prying eyes and piqued ears — is sounding really, really tempting. ]
We can't leave Allura. [ right, right... despite how it feels in this moment, how that strange bottom light seems to highlight the two fot hem, just the two of them — it would be remiss of them both to think it's really all that simple. ] And the mice... and our friends...
[ he looks around, quietly leaning into the hand at his jaw. ]
But we could come back here... Whenever we need to — talk. [ or you know... whatever else they might happen to do... ]
What are we supposed to do? [ they aren't a complete team, and if they're caught snooping around, who knows how that might affect those of them that are still asleep. more and more, keith's idea to remain here &mdasg; where he's truly beginning to feel cut off from the rest, truly hidden from prying eyes and piqued ears — is sounding really, really tempting. ]
We can't leave Allura. [ right, right... despite how it feels in this moment, how that strange bottom light seems to highlight the two fot hem, just the two of them — it would be remiss of them both to think it's really all that simple. ] And the mice... and our friends...
[ he looks around, quietly leaning into the hand at his jaw. ]
But we could come back here... Whenever we need to — talk. [ or you know... whatever else they might happen to do... ]
[There's a pulse under his fingers, keeping them to the spot -- lightly. Keith's not much of a Wait And See kinda guy, but...at present, that's all they can really do.]
I know that.
[Re: Allura, the mice...so on and so forth. Of course, he's still thinking along the lines of abandoning the planet rather than just moving out here. Surely Allura wouldn't want to come out and live here with them. They're...
They're starting a mancave, okay. Normally, at this point, he may get frustrated and busy himself at the implications that he's being a bad teammate/friend (even if he is, because he is), but as it were, he's pretty focused on Lance's face, gazing into his soul. Sure, him just wanting to come back to visit and not just stay here is a slight downer, but not all that disappointing. Twenty minutes or so ago, his place didn't even exist for either of them.]
Fine.
[Decisive, but not haughty. His thumb extends to tread his chin, touch along the corner of his lower lip, not guided by any specific thought process; the way the light shines off of Lance's face is -- nice? Like a unicorn, maybe? The comparison didn't mean much earlier -- still doesn't, but it's easier to think along those lines than to concentrate on his heart rate or how Lance'e eyes looked like glistening gems all on their own, more fascinating than the floor of their lagoon. Their conversation is contrary to whatever he's feeling at the moment, which is maybe why he more or less forfeited it six seconds ago.
Ummm.]
I know that.
[Re: Allura, the mice...so on and so forth. Of course, he's still thinking along the lines of abandoning the planet rather than just moving out here. Surely Allura wouldn't want to come out and live here with them. They're...
They're starting a mancave, okay. Normally, at this point, he may get frustrated and busy himself at the implications that he's being a bad teammate/friend (even if he is, because he is), but as it were, he's pretty focused on Lance's face, gazing into his soul. Sure, him just wanting to come back to visit and not just stay here is a slight downer, but not all that disappointing. Twenty minutes or so ago, his place didn't even exist for either of them.]
Fine.
[Decisive, but not haughty. His thumb extends to tread his chin, touch along the corner of his lower lip, not guided by any specific thought process; the way the light shines off of Lance's face is -- nice? Like a unicorn, maybe? The comparison didn't mean much earlier -- still doesn't, but it's easier to think along those lines than to concentrate on his heart rate or how Lance'e eyes looked like glistening gems all on their own, more fascinating than the floor of their lagoon. Their conversation is contrary to whatever he's feeling at the moment, which is maybe why he more or less forfeited it six seconds ago.
Ummm.]
I know, right?
[ it may very well have been the worst mistake of his life, not pausing to think it through when the restaurant owner had stopped next to the booth he was sitting in, slurping his noodle-equivalent happily, and offered him some quick money — all you got to do is help out in the kitchen, kid, earn some easy silver.
three hours later and here he is, elbows-deep in water that's murky and smells... well. best not dwell on that. the upside? at least he's not alone. ]
They'll prune and then fall off from over-soaking. [ he picks up one of the glasses that's currently in the water, half-cleaned, and raises it (full of soapy water) like a toast. ]
RIP our fingers, we knew ye well, thank you for all your services! [ he pretends to raise the glass to his lips... before making a face and pouring the soap water back to the sink. ]
[ it may very well have been the worst mistake of his life, not pausing to think it through when the restaurant owner had stopped next to the booth he was sitting in, slurping his noodle-equivalent happily, and offered him some quick money — all you got to do is help out in the kitchen, kid, earn some easy silver.
three hours later and here he is, elbows-deep in water that's murky and smells... well. best not dwell on that. the upside? at least he's not alone. ]
They'll prune and then fall off from over-soaking. [ he picks up one of the glasses that's currently in the water, half-cleaned, and raises it (full of soapy water) like a toast. ]
RIP our fingers, we knew ye well, thank you for all your services! [ he pretends to raise the glass to his lips... before making a face and pouring the soap water back to the sink. ]
[ it wasn't as if lance thought keith a bad teammate or friend — but more it was a verbal reminder to himself that the boy could fall prey to tunnel vision all too easily when he gets particularly passionate about something, and more often than not in those cases, certain details fall by the wayside. in those cases, it would then fall onto someone else (often lance himself) to be that gentle reminder. and so that had been his attempt at that. all in all, it seems to have worked out well enough, even if he does spot a slight tinge of something (disappointment?) in his careful non-refusal.
but keith seems willing to move on, which lance can only be thankful for, realizing rather suddenly that he'd rather not have to have another reason to not-refuse the other boy, especially if it were going to lead to that soft, small voice. though that being said, lance can't be too sure he's ready for whatever it is they are transitioning to, feeling both as subtle and as blatant as the slow swipe of keith's thumb down the line of his jaw. his lips part automatically, as if weighed down by the faint pressure of the digit there— ]
Keith, [ he suddenly breathes out, before he even realizes he'd been meaning to speak at all, and there are two full seconds in which he panics, knowing he should probably follow that up with something, but not entirely sure what with.
suddenly, randomly, prompto comes to mind. ]
—Have you ever had a crush before?
but keith seems willing to move on, which lance can only be thankful for, realizing rather suddenly that he'd rather not have to have another reason to not-refuse the other boy, especially if it were going to lead to that soft, small voice. though that being said, lance can't be too sure he's ready for whatever it is they are transitioning to, feeling both as subtle and as blatant as the slow swipe of keith's thumb down the line of his jaw. his lips part automatically, as if weighed down by the faint pressure of the digit there— ]
Keith, [ he suddenly breathes out, before he even realizes he'd been meaning to speak at all, and there are two full seconds in which he panics, knowing he should probably follow that up with something, but not entirely sure what with.
suddenly, randomly, prompto comes to mind. ]
—Have you ever had a crush before?
They can't fall off, I need them.... [ which probably sounds a little suspect, especially to a healthy young teenager's overactive mind, but the way in which he slumps dramatically over the sink makes one think it's less for something in the "hanky panky" realm and more for something along the lines of "how will i do my math now?"
but he lifts his head when stiles offers that gross glass in a toast, looking at least marginally less Dramatique™ about it all. ]
There's no way... this is a regular business day. [ he straightens up suddenly. ]
I'm gonna take a peak out front. I bet it's like the same person just ordering compulsively. [ because somehow that's more believable than a really popular day for the restaurant?? ]
but he lifts his head when stiles offers that gross glass in a toast, looking at least marginally less Dramatique™ about it all. ]
There's no way... this is a regular business day. [ he straightens up suddenly. ]
I'm gonna take a peak out front. I bet it's like the same person just ordering compulsively. [ because somehow that's more believable than a really popular day for the restaurant?? ]
[His gaze drops slightly, returns to eye level almost immediately -- not wanting to focus too much on his mouth. That's too telling, probably. Because the tender touches and proximity, the proposal to run away together, none of that was particularly suggestive.]
Huh?
[Should they really be talking about that? Like this? His answer wouldn't -- shouldn't foul the mood (mood? what moood?), but...it's an embarrassing thing, even as the bayou itself has relaxed most of his brain...or...something.
Worst thing he could do here is make it into a bigger deal than it is.]
Not really.
[Precisely, no. He's been too busy for stuff like that aight.]
Huh?
[Should they really be talking about that? Like this? His answer wouldn't -- shouldn't foul the mood (mood? what moood?), but...it's an embarrassing thing, even as the bayou itself has relaxed most of his brain...or...something.
Worst thing he could do here is make it into a bigger deal than it is.]
Not really.
[Precisely, no. He's been too busy for stuff like that aight.]
[ it doesn't count as suggestive when the person on the receiving end of all those advances is a friggin' MORON...
so you're good.
in any case, lance only realizes once keith responds that he hadn't actually been sure what he'd been wanting to hear. he'd been so sure, at least back when he'd been chatting with prompto, that someone like keith (too busy for stuff like that aight) had never had one, let alone know the first thing about it, and yet even now after the boy pretty much confirms his own suspicions, lance finds himself desperate to glean anything else out.
the strange calm of the water can only do so much to quell his ever-noisy mind, after all.
he surges forward, though in the water it's more like a gentle sway. close enough now that their knees knocked together briefly in his haste, close enough too that his arms (stretched out and swaying back and forth slightly in an attempt to continue to keep him afloat) occasionally hover keith's own sides, only to shy away again in the movement. close enough now to see the dark purple hues in keith's eyes, already an absurd color on their own, but now made even more so by the waterlight's reflections. ]
But you'd know if you do, right? If... whenever you do.
so you're good.
in any case, lance only realizes once keith responds that he hadn't actually been sure what he'd been wanting to hear. he'd been so sure, at least back when he'd been chatting with prompto, that someone like keith (too busy for stuff like that aight) had never had one, let alone know the first thing about it, and yet even now after the boy pretty much confirms his own suspicions, lance finds himself desperate to glean anything else out.
the strange calm of the water can only do so much to quell his ever-noisy mind, after all.
he surges forward, though in the water it's more like a gentle sway. close enough now that their knees knocked together briefly in his haste, close enough too that his arms (stretched out and swaying back and forth slightly in an attempt to continue to keep him afloat) occasionally hover keith's own sides, only to shy away again in the movement. close enough now to see the dark purple hues in keith's eyes, already an absurd color on their own, but now made even more so by the waterlight's reflections. ]
But you'd know if you do, right? If... whenever you do.
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