Tangled legs, his hand weaved into my hair, our heartbeats pressed together, the quiet sound of him breathing next to me.

This is what I awoke to this morning. He crept into my room late last night again without telling me, for the third night in a row, and made his way next to me in my bed. I slowly opened my eyes to the same sight, his chest moving up and down as he slept. I sighed quietly and sat up, maneuvering around his arms which were wrapped around me, and rubbed my head.

"Hey." I said in a raspy voice to try and wake him up. "Hey, Lance." I softly shook his shoulder until he woke up and stared at me for a moment. "You need to get up."

"Ngh…why's that…" He replied, almost whispering, and dug his face deeper into my pillow.

"Because I don't want any of the others to come in here and see you getting all cozy in my bed." I explained to him as I sat up and tried to fix my hair. He only sighed and sat up as well, scratching his head and yawning. He was so animated.

"What d'you think will be for breakfast?" He fully opened his eyes now, and looked at me.

I didn't pay much attention to him as I put my jacket and boots on. "I don't know, probably the same thing as…" Before I could finish, I looked over to the other side of my bed where he was sitting. He was staring at me with that same expression, the one he's been giving me a lot lately. "What is it…?" I felt my face heat up.

Along with that face, he gave a small smile and began to sit up and dress himself as well. "Nothing. We'd better hurry."

"Yeah…" We finished getting ready and began into the hall way, making our way to the kitchen.

He turned to me while we were walking. "Fix your bedhead, Keith." He stopped me and ran his hands through my hair, trying to make me look presentable.

"I-I've got it…" I pushed his hands away and fixed it myself, then quickly walked into the kitchen to eat. His actions this morning gave me a lot to think about over the course of the day. Lance had always acted like he resented me, up until now when he'd been sleeping in my bed at night, which was still bizarre to me, but he had never acted this compassionate or physical with me before. He knows I'm a guy, right? Of course he does, but if he does, then why would he act so…so…

"Keith?" Her words made me jump as Allura tapped my shoulder and got my attention. "Why are you sitting out here all alone?" I had separated from the others to go collect my thoughts on the empty training deck, but I had known someone would come looking for me eventually.

"Nothing, Princess. If you need help with any-"

"No, no. Nothing needs to be done, I was just checking up on all you Paladins today. We don't really have all that much to do, so everybody's taking a well deserved break this morning. And you are…"

"I'm…just thinking." I didn't have much else to say than that. I turned away from her and furrowed my brow, still very confused.

"About what?" She sat down next to me. "If you don't mind, you just look very concentrated on whatever it is."

"Well…" I was hesitant before answering. "Could I get some advice, Allura?"

"Well sure. I'd be glad to help, Keith."

"So…suppose you were in a situation where someone you know, who always acted like they hated you, all of a sudden acted a lot more…comfortable with you. How would you deal with that?" I looked towards her after asking.

"Hmm….that's a tough one. I'd probably have to ask them a few questions on the matter before fully understanding it myself, but after that I'd have to accept it, wouldn't I? I mean if that's how they acted, then I wouldn't have a problem with it. It's better than having them hate you, right?" She chuckled after giving her response.

"Yeah, you're right." We sat there in silence for a minute. "Thanks, Princess. I've got some business to take care of now." I stood up and jogged to the ship's control room where the others were.

"Lance, could you come here for a second?"