[ oh live a little, mr. flies a hoverbike over the side of a mountain...
lance will reach over for keith's hand and draw him a little further into the cave, 100% convinced now that it's okay since billy has pretty much unofficially given them the a-okay for it. ]
Oh cool, look—
[ with his free hand, gestures to the walls. some people have been carving along the rocks...
he starts to look around, plucking up a rock along the ground. ]
[The thing about flying a hoverbike off the side of the mountain is that, there's more freedom. If something comes at them in the cave, there're only so many options.
Still, he'll take Lance's hand in turn, not pleased at all by it...but his face loses tension as he acknowledges those cavedraws.
...And he's suddenly lowkey hopeful they might learn something super cool and super secret about this place. Maybe there'll even be a clue about the lions? That's how they found 'em in the first place.
But these carvings are...simpler. Intriguing, but simple.]
I guess we're not the only idiots.
[If people are frequenting this place enough to tag it with weird drawings...he's doubting how ancient these things are.]
[ by that point, lance has already begun scratching the pointed edge of the rock he'd found over a blank space along the rock wall. ]
Careful, [ he warns in a dry tone, dragging the rock horizontally to complete the lower half of his "L" ] or I'll accidentally replace "K" with "idiot."
[Don't bring up complicated stuff all of a sudden. The scraping catches his attention, L...
L?
That's definitely an L.]
What are you doing?
[L for Lions. The + is what he assumes is a lower case "t". If Lance is so confident about exploring this totally innocent tunnel, why's he leaving a note...hm. HM.]
[ it had been kind of a risky thing to do in the first place, but he didn't start to feel too self-conscious about it until this very moment. still, there's no real turning back from this, so he just kind of shrugs around a smile. ]
People always do it in movies, you know? It seemed fun...
[ he drops his hand after connecting the peach, looking it over. ]
[You're heavily underestimating how much TV he's seen/how many movies he's watched. He'll give a slow nod. The not really kind but...yeah. He gets it.]
...No.
[It's too soon to call it sweet (and him, by osmosis). It's a fleeting thought.]
It's nice.
[There's your bone, Lance. He's blushing about it, even, like he'd just drawn a naked portrait of someone.]
[ a bone in one thread, and a boner in another. :')
by which i mean, that's really all it takes. lance's smile is a little less sheepish, even if he is still sort of embarrassed by his own fleeting whims. he tosses the rock down to the ground, pretending to look around again to hide how pleased with himself he's becoming. ]
If we're gonna stay here overnight, we should make a fire or something, right?
Yeah, [He's pretending not to be distracted by that simple gesture. Who knew falling for a person included all these weird surprises...] and a bed. Do you know how to make a fire?
[Sticks, leaves -- listen their beds are gonna be made out of leaves and Lance is gonna LIKE IT. It's better than just using the...freaking stony cave floor as a mattress. He'll start back in reverse with that, tugging him lightly.]
CUT TO TWENTY MINUTES LATER, after they've finished foraging around the lagoon area for things to take back to their brocave, lance has begun to assemble their pseudo campfire... he's not a legit boyscout (he quit before he could complete all of his badges, because he got bored) but he remembers enough to know how to get a fire started with some rocks... ]
Nice, nice. [ he's looking over a small spark like it's some freaking explosion. ] This'll do nicely!
[Keith's managed to create a comfy place to rest; giant leaves from treetops make for a nice makeshift...not even mattress, but a buffer. Beneath that is a layer of whatever bullshit he could gather; foliage, primarily, hold the twigs. Just more fodder to make resting a bit easier.]
Huh?
[Color him impressed if Lance's already sparked a fire. He glances over, rises from his spot (just tucking the last handful of grassy shit under their Jurassic bed) and moseys over.
[He'll squat down to his side, impressed and amused...ah...Lance raising a tiny flame...why's that endearing. This is about survival, okay. Serious stuff. Life and death.]
I never said you couldn't.
[While patting his back, as if it'd help him catch his breath.]
[ eheh. lance kind of just puffs up in pride at that. this boy's constantly thirsty for validation, so any kind already gets him feeling ten kinds of giddy, but somehow hearing it come from keith makes him feel ten times happier than that and that's like. a bajillion times, basically. ]
Thanks.
[ he glances behind keith, mostly so he doesn't keep giving the other boy his doofy gaga eyes. spots the... single bed. ah yes. he clears his throat a little. it's not like they hadn't already shared a bed before, but this is definitely the first time they're going to do it after kissing... and essentially admitting they liked each other, without actually saying they liked each other.
right, right... don't be such a hypocrite, lance. time to man up. ]
So, uh. I'm pretty sure I have a crush on this guy... You might have heard of him...
[Shiro would've been better at that...if only Shiro were here...
Keith's totally unbothered by that; he also hasn't really thought of it as bedsharing. They're camping. Everyone sleeps together when they're camping.]
..Huh-?
[Don't toy with him like this..........................................]
What are you talking about?
[His hand goes still, curls into a fist at his back. Careful, lady.]
sadly, not clever enough to realize keith isn't enjoying this particular line of "hypothetical" talk... ]
Yeah, he's real great. We didn't start off on the best foot, but through time, y'know... we kinda learned to work real great together. [ y'know. a good team. ] And I think maybe he likes me too...
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lance will reach over for keith's hand and draw him a little further into the cave, 100% convinced now that it's okay since billy has pretty much unofficially given them the a-okay for it. ]
Oh cool, look—
[ with his free hand, gestures to the walls. some people have been carving along the rocks...
he starts to look around, plucking up a rock along the ground. ]
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Still, he'll take Lance's hand in turn, not pleased at all by it...but his face loses tension as he acknowledges those cavedraws.
...And he's suddenly lowkey hopeful they might learn something super cool and super secret about this place. Maybe there'll even be a clue about the lions? That's how they found 'em in the first place.
But these carvings are...simpler. Intriguing, but simple.]
I guess we're not the only idiots.
[If people are frequenting this place enough to tag it with weird drawings...he's doubting how ancient these things are.]
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Careful, [ he warns in a dry tone, dragging the rock horizontally to complete the lower half of his "L" ] or I'll accidentally replace "K" with "idiot."
[ now to work on the "+"... ]
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[Don't bring up complicated stuff all of a sudden. The scraping catches his attention, L...
L?
That's definitely an L.]
What are you doing?
[L for Lions. The + is what he assumes is a lower case "t". If Lance is so confident about exploring this totally innocent tunnel, why's he leaving a note...hm. HM.]
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[ brb writing "if you find me dead in this cave, it's keith's fault"
jk, it doesn't take him that much longer to finish his grand masterpiece: a rather shoddy but sincere "L + K"
he stands back to look his handiwork over... before coming back in to work on drawing a heart around it, because go big or go home i guess. ]
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It's when he starts circling the letters with a giant butt that it clicks--
And, this is, arguably just as embarrassing as kissing him in the lagoon.]
People are going to see that....
[It's like Lance just decided to hang their undies out on a clothesline or something.]
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People always do it in movies, you know? It seemed fun...
[ he drops his hand after connecting the peach, looking it over. ]
...Is it too much?
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...No.
[It's too soon to call it sweet (and him, by osmosis). It's a fleeting thought.]
It's nice.
[There's your bone, Lance. He's blushing about it, even, like he'd just drawn a naked portrait of someone.]
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by which i mean, that's really all it takes. lance's smile is a little less sheepish, even if he is still sort of embarrassed by his own fleeting whims. he tosses the rock down to the ground, pretending to look around again to hide how pleased with himself he's becoming. ]
If we're gonna stay here overnight, we should make a fire or something, right?
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Yeah, [He's pretending not to be distracted by that simple gesture. Who knew falling for a person included all these weird surprises...] and a bed. Do you know how to make a fire?
[This is literally naked and afraid.]
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[ unless that bed is a bed of rocks, cuz he got nothing. ]
We'd need kindling though... [ wouldn't it be convenient if alien lagoon cave came with its own self-starting fire.... wouldn't that be nice... ]
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[Sticks, leaves -- listen their beds are gonna be made out of leaves and Lance is gonna LIKE IT. It's better than just using the...freaking stony cave floor as a mattress. He'll start back in reverse with that, tugging him lightly.]
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CUT TO TWENTY MINUTES LATER, after they've finished foraging around the lagoon area for things to take back to their brocave, lance has begun to assemble their pseudo campfire... he's not a legit boyscout (he quit before he could complete all of his badges, because he got bored) but he remembers enough to know how to get a fire started with some rocks... ]
Nice, nice. [ he's looking over a small spark like it's some freaking explosion. ] This'll do nicely!
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Huh?
[Color him impressed if Lance's already sparked a fire. He glances over, rises from his spot (just tucking the last handful of grassy shit under their Jurassic bed) and moseys over.
Looks like.....smoke. Hm.]
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it does, albeit after taking its sweet time. by the time lance is leaning back up, he's a little out of breath. ]
See...? T..Told you I could do it...
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I never said you couldn't.
[While patting his back, as if it'd help him catch his breath.]
Good job.
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Thanks.
[ he glances behind keith, mostly so he doesn't keep giving the other boy his doofy gaga eyes. spots the... single bed. ah yes. he clears his throat a little. it's not like they hadn't already shared a bed before, but this is definitely the first time they're going to do it after kissing... and essentially admitting they liked each other, without actually saying they liked each other.
right, right... don't be such a hypocrite, lance. time to man up. ]
So, uh. I'm pretty sure I have a crush on this guy... You might have heard of him...
[ heh heh ]
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Keith's totally unbothered by that; he also hasn't really thought of it as bedsharing. They're camping. Everyone sleeps together when they're camping.]
..Huh-?
[Don't toy with him like this..........................................]
What are you talking about?
[His hand goes still, curls into a fist at his back. Careful, lady.]
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sadly, not clever enough to realize keith isn't enjoying this particular line of "hypothetical" talk... ]
Yeah, he's real great. We didn't start off on the best foot, but through time, y'know... we kinda learned to work real great together. [ y'know. a good team. ] And I think maybe he likes me too...
[ heh! ]
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Oh! That sounds like, uh, them. There's a belated smile, a little shove like, girl stop playin' and he's standing up.]
We'll have to see about that.
[He literally thought Lance was breaking up with him..knave ass whore.]
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he scrambles up to his feet, following after keith like a dumb little puppy. ]
Why — did you hear something??
[ YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE IT AT THAT... don't funk with his heart... ]
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