A/N: (this is late again sorry but)
Happy New Year! May 2019 be kind to all of us~
and now onto the penultimate chapter! it features a wedding, I wonder whose? enjoy :)
After everything that's happened the past few days, Lance is glad to finally catch a break. The Blade of Marmora isn't too busy right now, so Keith is using this opportunity to get up to date with and complete some other admin tasks. He leaves Lance to his own devices, and he couldn't be more thankful. He'd forgotten how taxing it was to go on missions every day, how much it tires you out. For the first time, he's actually looking forward to this experience ending. And speaking of, since he has the day off today, he decides to start reflecting and attempt to figure out everything that's been going on recently.
Following breakfast, Lance heads up to the observatory, where it's luckily empty, and where he can see all the stars. He didn't even know that the headquarters had one; in fact, he only found out about it this morning after he'd enquired what some of the Blades' favourite rooms were. He expressed his surprise at the mention of it, and it turns out it wasn't actually here before. When they were renovating the base, Keith had it specially made. It was one of the only things he had been adamant about. He let others suggest different kinds of spaces as well, and mostly gave the architects free range to do as they pleased, but adding an observatory was a must. Since the headquarters was located between two black holes, it wasn't possible to see any stars directly from inside, so the observatory has screens simulating the stars that are outside. And for that reason, it is also possible to see the stars in other galaxies.
Lance snorted after hearing all of that, without thought, which resulted in everyone looking at him funnily. "What," he tried to hold back laughter, thinking this was some kind of a joke, "you're telling me Keith looks at the stars?" Stargazing is such a calm and still activity, that Lance had difficulty believing Keith, who's always running into action, who lives and breathes piloting and fighting, willingly does something like that. Everyone appeared just as confused, if not more, after Lance spoke.
"Yeah?" The confirmation came out sounding like a question. "He's actually there a lot."
And Lance went silent. His face dropped immediately, and he felt embarrassed. "Oh," he muttered, and he wanted the ground to swallow him whole. It felt like he had disrespected everyone, by making that assumption about their leader. He was quick to apologise, "I'm sorry, I didn't—"
"No!" he got cut off by someone else, "it's perfectly fine. We were surprised at first too. We're the ones who should be sorry, making a guest uncomfortable like that."
"Yeah," another chimed in, "although we all assumed it's something you would've known, since—" They stopped abruptly for some reason, and Lance thought he saw them wince.
"Anyways," the one who first spoke smiled at Lance, "we're all very glad to have met you." Lance smiled back. Something he did miss about space was all the different kinds of people there. Everyone had their own story, their own characteristics.
Lance walks to the furthest part of the observatory from the door, and sits on one of the steps there. He brings his knees up, and rests his arms, crossed, against them. He looks at the screen in front of him, where the stars are broadcasted; although, if he hadn't been told it wasn't actually a window, he wouldn't have known at all. It seems very real, like the stars are right there. He does nothing except observe them for a bit, sees if he can pick out any interesting shapes.
During that time, he can't help but think back to the fact Keith often stargazes. Lance had never thought about it before, but in hindsight it makes a lot of sense. After all, what else is there to do in a desert?
When Lance looks at the stars now, it isn't painful anymore. It's not like when he first came out to space, where it only told him how far away he was from his home, how he couldn't even catch a glimpse of the Milky Way from Arus. And now, he knows that everything is connected, like they'd been told on Olkarion, that nothing is ever really far away. He finds himself going outside to look at the stars now, every once in a while. When he does, he thinks about how he once longed to see them, and all their constellations. He's able to see their true beauty, and it makes him feel at peace. It doesn't make him feel small anymore, because he's travelled throughout all of space, and he knows the impact one person can make.
After a while, Lance decides to change the broadcast to one from Earth. It brings him comfort, and he thinks it'll help his train of thought. Immediately, he's struck with the idea that Keith might do this too. He doesn't know what he thinks of Earth, if he thinks of it as home, but there must be some good memories for him there. He wonders what Keith feels when looking at the stars, and whether they've ever been looking at them at the same time.
Keith is… a lot different to how he was before, but at the same time, he hasn't changed at all. When he came to tell Lance about the trip he was about to go on this morning, they had bickered like they used to.
"Feel free to do anything you want while I'm gone," Keith had told him. "You can take a ship and explore some nearby places too, if you'd like."
"Nah," Lance waved his hand, "I'll just stay here and relax."
"Yeah," Keith nodded, "that's a good idea. You shouldn't risk flying if I'm not going to be there to save you."
Lance had started nodding along, thinking Keith was kind to look out for him like that, but then the words registered, and he froze. "Are you serious? That again? I'm a good pilot and you know it!"
"Sure thing, bud," Keith chuckled. He turned and started to walk away, "see you later!"
"Race me then, before I go," Lance challenged, even though he knew he'd lose, and then, "bye!"
Keith simply waved in response.
Lance laughs when he recalls it.
Something Lance is sure of is that Keith is a lot more comfortable in his own skin now. He knows his place in this universe, he knows what he has to do, and he does it well. He's somewhat tall, but still shorter than Lance, which he revels in. He has more muscles as well; Lance can tell from the way his uniform fits his body, not that he's been looking, although it's not entirely obvious. He's still pretty slim. He leads others with ease, and they are more than happy to listen to him. He doesn't seem as reserved either, there's no pent-up anger. There's this lightness around him, and he appears a lot happier. It makes Lance happy, too.
After being around Keith these past few days, Lance can't help but compare it to what they were like before. He thinks back to their rivalry. In the beginning, they couldn't work together at all. Lance was always trying too hard to beat Keith, which meant he lost sight of the bigger picture, and Keith always responded to Lance's challenges, if he wasn't already elsewhere doing everything on his own. He knows now that despite Keith reacting every time, it was very much a one-sided rivalry, one Lance had come up with because of the way he felt. He always felt inferior to Keith, he always placed below him, and he was jealous. He thought the only way he could feel validated was if he beat Keith. But in actual fact, he also wanted to gain his attention. Behind closed doors, he admired the guy, and even if he also resented him, he wanted to be like him. When Keith didn't recognise him at first glance, it hurt him more than he'd like to admit, so after that he made sure to do everything he could so Keith wouldn't forget him again.
The Galra invading the Castle of Lions had been the big turning point in the way Lance viewed Keith. He isn't sure what it is, but when Keith came to him after defeating Sendak, when he reached a hand out to Lance, something started to blossom. He was still somewhat out of it, but he remembers Keith's expression clearly, after he told him they made a good team. It was one of the first genuine smiles Lance had seen from him, and Lance remembers thinking that he should smile like that more, because he looked good when doing it. He looked soft, all the sharp edges were gone, and Lance didn't know he had this side to him.
He drifted in and out of consciousness after that, although he remembers being carried somewhere. Strong arms held him, and it made him feel safe, and he was warm, and he didn't want to leave this position, ever. He'd never really dated before, but he decided that this was something he would like. To be held. He thinks there was talking too, whispered reassurances, and a few panicked words. At some point, he registered it was Keith holding him, but he closed his eyes again and let himself be cradled. He was too weak to walk by himself anyways, and even if he wasn't, he doesn't think he would've moved. He concluded that he liked this a lot.
After coming out of the healing pod and recovering, his first instinct was to deny the whole thing ever happened, and he followed it, without ever really knowing why. He questioned it a few times afterwards, but every time he skirted towards the topic, he would panic, and change to something else that was safer. He dreamt about it a few times too, which made it hard to forget. And it would always be accompanied by… this thing. Something that felt like reassurance, telling him he was enough; something that was similar to an embrace, accepting all of him, for who he was; something that made him stable, made him feel whole.
It's coming back now, as Lance recalls it. This old, familiar feeling. It's one he's never been able to place, he'd always been too afraid to dig further, but he's tired of wondering, so he takes that step, and then it hits.
Next to Allura's coronation, Lance's next favourite big event that occurred would have to be Shiro and Adam's wedding.
It was nothing grand, they weren't those kinds of people, but it was special nonetheless. It took place pretty much in Shiro and Adam's backyard. After the war, they'd decided they were done with all the adventure and action for this lifetime. They were tired, they wished to relax, and they just wanted to settle down. They moved into a small house by the coast, and had been spending their days together there ever since. Behind their house was a section of green grass, which led to the beach. It was the perfect place to host a wedding with close friends and family.
Not long after Adam and Shiro moved into their new home, maybe one and a half weeks tops, wedding invitations were sent out. It was nothing surprising, per se, everyone knew of their relationship, although it did feel like everything was moving very fast. As in, their wedding was only two weeks after the invitations went out. They actually stressed the fact it was a casual event in the message, and told everyone not to freak out, but how could they not? This would be the first event they're attending after the war that didn't have to do with it. It was the first sign that things were returning to normal, to what it was like before.
Lance was ecstatic about the news; he'd seen Shiro with Adam in the halls at the Garrison when he was still a student, and to be able to see his hero get married to the man he loves… He couldn't wait for it. The preparations were exciting too, despite how little time they had. He got to talk about what weddings were like here compared to on Altea with Allura, and they went shopping together for outfits.
As Lance watched Allura try on dresses, watched her twirl and pose, he couldn't help but smile the whole time. She looked amazing, regardless of what she wore, and she appeared carefree and happy for the first time in a long time. Lance tried to savour it, tried not to take it for granted, because he knew that after this wedding they may not have an opportunity to be like this again. Allura had to go to Altea to help her people get settled back home, begin with preparations for her coronation, and Lance wanted to be there to help in any way he could. He was brought out of his thoughts when Allura stepped out of the changeroom again, and she waved shyly as he stared at her, mouth opened slightly. "Wow…" he said, regaining his composure, "absolutely gorgeous."
In the end, Allura chose a light pink dress made of silk. It had spaghetti straps, and it fit loosely, allowing the fabric to flow. It was a blouson dress, the material from the bodice fell in a fold over the waistband, and the skirt went down to her ankles. Lance bought a dark navy suit, as well as a tie in a similar shade to Allura's dress. He didn't know how many events more events they would go to where they could match, so he was going to make the most of it now.
On the actual day, Lance was nervous. He didn't know why; maybe because he hadn't been to a wedding in forever and was worried they'd overdressed, or because he wanted everything to be perfect, for Shiro and Adam. In the end, of course, he learnt there was no need to be anxious at all. Despite the couple reiterating it was a casual event, everyone was dressed quite formally. It seemed like Shiro and Adam tried to make it seem like a not big deal, but everyone took it that way anyways. Lance had a feeling they knew it would turn out like this though, their house was decorated very nicely. It was either that, or the two men have taken up arts and crafts in their spare time.
The ceremony wasn't really structured like it would be 'traditionally', whatever that means now. The bit where they actually got married was short enough that everyone was happy to be standing during it, as they didn't have any chairs, and it took place as the sun started setting. Adam and Shiro were backlit by the ocean, the sun, and the colourful sky. Keith acted as the officiant, and he talked a bit about what this day meant to him personally, about how he had the two people before him to thank for raising him into the person he is today, before allowing them to say their vows.
Lance can't remember much of it, but he knows he cried. He never expected to, however he did always get emotional easily, so it wasn't that big of a shock. He recalls his eyes welling up when Adam had started his speech with "Takashi, if I met with my younger self right now, I don't know who would cry harder". It was a statement that resonated with him, one he would think about many times afterwards. He finally let the tears fall once Shiro finished speaking with "Adam, from this day on, for every day to come, I will make sure to show you just how important you are to me, although all the time in the world won't be enough to truly express how deep my love runs for you". He listened to Keith pronounce them husband and husband, and watched them kiss with blurry vision, unable to wipe his tears as he was clapping with his hands.
He was teased about crying afterwards, and although he acted annoyed about it, he really didn't care at all. He was happy, truly. And it felt good to finally cry happy tears again. The whole thing had him imagining what his own wedding would be like, and he felt a surge of emotion just picturing it, and had to stop before tears welled up again.
Before long, night had fallen, and they started to have a party. It wasn't much, none of them were that young anymore; they were mostly just eating and catching up with each other, but they also had music playing, and a small part of the space had become a dancefloor. Lance spent most of his time there, dancing with Allura, and showing off his moves. At some point, just as Lance started to tire out, Hunk and Matt had joined in, and Lance noticed Keith was nowhere to be seen. He scanned the area, suddenly becoming nervous, but relaxed when he found a figure sitting on the sand, close to the water. He looked awfully lonely, so Lance excused himself and made his way over.
"Hey," Keith greeted him without turning his head, as Lance sat down next to him. His shoes were placed neatly beside him, and his pants legs were rolled up so they wouldn't get wet. He had his knees drawn up slightly, so that when the waves came in, they'd only wash over his feet.
Lance looked in front of them, wondering what had Keith so captivated, and then he saw it. In the ocean, with the water now as dark as the sky above them, and the moon leaving a trail of light, all the stars were being reflected. It was as if they were right at the edge of the sky, peering into it. It made Lance feel like if he put his hand in the ocean, then lifted it from the water, the stars would become attached to his skin, making it glitter and twinkle. It was a beautiful sight, and he was so awestruck that he forgot to reply to Keith. When he realised this, it took a lot of effort to open his mouth to speak. He almost didn't want to; he didn't want to ruin the ambience, the stillness that had settled over them.
"You did a good job, by the way," he said in the end. It was something he'd been meaning to tell the guy, he'd just gotten distracted by everything.
"Thanks," Lance heard Keith smile more than he saw it. He was still watching the blend of the sky and ocean, only seeing Keith in his peripheral vision. "I was nervous as fuck."
Lance chuckled slightly. "Well, you had nothing to worry about."
"What brings you here, anyways?" Keith finally turned to look at Lance, and that made him tear his eyes away too. Keith looked different, and it took Lance a moment to notice exactly why. Keith's being was entirely relaxed; a lot more open, more vulnerable. There was nothing hidden in his features, no masking of his emotions; all was laid bare. Lance could only assume it was a result of the wedding, although he never would've guessed he was the kind of person to get sentimental too.
"Nothing, really. I saw you sitting here by yourself, and, well, Allura can outdance even me, so I'm taking a break."
Keith only hummed in response. Suddenly, for some reason, Lance felt like the atmosphere had become awkward. Keith wasn't much of a talker in the first place, and he seemed to be even less of one like this. Lance didn't know how to talk to him. He then reprimanded himself for thinking that way, because he hadn't even tried yet. Besides, he should be focusing on the fact Keith was comfortable enough to let all his walls down around him. He didn't think he was realising how big this was.
"Shiro and Adam seem like a nice couple." As soon as the words left his mouth, Lance cringed. What was he doing? Things would only get more awkward now.
However, Keith surprised him. He not only refuted Lance's statement, he also spoke more than Lance thinks he'd ever had in a conversation between them. "Eh, not really. They've had to work through a lot of things. Adam was injured badly following the humans' initial attack against the Galra forces, and Shiro went back to space before they could find the opportunity to have a proper talk about anything. Adam was still angry about Kerberos, over how Shiro had gone on that mission despite the health risks, and he was now angrier because Shiro had left again. Without visiting him at all." Lance went wide-eyed at this. Keith scoffed. "Yeah, I know right? Sometimes I really wonder who the bigger idiot is, between the two of us. And the thing is, he wasn't even the one to tell me. It was Adam.
"I didn't visit him right away, because I wasn't sure of what he'd think of me now, and I wanted to give him and Shiro space to figure their things out first. When I finally did, well, he was upset, for starters. Because after Shiro was gone, I shut him out entirely, then I vanished too. And then he told me he was proud of me for everything I've done, and we talked a lot, about me finding out who I was, and about how he had been conducting research in his spare time, because the Garrison wouldn't tell him anything, and he knew we weren't dead. It was good to see him, truly. He still treated me like a little brother, as he always had. And then, just before I got up to left, he asked 'how's Takashi?'. I was taken aback, because I'd assumed Shiro had been with him whenever he had the time, but I was wrong. He hadn't gone to see him at all. And I was so angry. Adam noticed, and he smiled, telling me it was alright, but his eyes betrayed him. He was hurting. I told him I would make Shiro tell him himself how he was, and stormed out of the room.
"I immediately went to find Shiro to confront him about this, and you know what he said, while looking down at the floor? 'It's for the best'." Keith laughed out loud, and his features followed, but it was obvious he didn't find it funny at all. "That made me all the more furious. 'For who?' I asked, and I was yelling now, because it didn't make any sense to me. 'For you? For Adam? For who?'. You see, I hadn't known about the falling out they had before Shiro left to go to Kerberos. He told me about it to placate me, and it sort of worked, but I still didn't get it. There was no doubt that Shiro still loved him, so why? I expressed this, and then he told me that was exactly the reason. Because he loved him, he was going to stay away. I think he somehow knew already, that we'd end up leaving. And he didn't want to hurt Adam again. I dropped it after that, because it obviously pained him to think and talk about.
"The last time I visited Adam before we left, he told me he didn't know whether he could do it anymore. Wait for Shiro, that is. He thought walking away the first time would stop him, but it didn't, and he hated the way they parted, and the news of what happened destroyed him, and when he came back, it was like he had been revived. When he never came to see him, he held onto hope that he would, if he waited long enough. But now, Shiro was going away again. He didn't know if he could go through all of that a second time, and thought maybe it was time to really let go. I told him I understood, that I would support whatever decision he chose to make, despite knowing how they actually felt for each other. It just wasn't my place to say anything. I don't know. I'm lucky it turned out well. I don't know what I would have done if one of them didn't make it out, and I could've done something so they could have one last moment together.
"Anyways, while we were gone, Adam realised he couldn't move on. In fact, he couldn't live without Shiro. And so after Shiro returned to Earth for the third time, Adam went after him, and they talked, argued, probably made out, gross, argued some more, and finally made up. The rest is, as they say, history."
Lance was still pretty shocked by how much Keith was saying, and to add his words on top of that… Lance had no clue how he should react. Keith let silence fall over them, probably to allow Lance to process everything as well, but it really was a lot. In the end, all he could manage was an "oh", but he thinks the weight of it summed everything up. He had nothing else to add, and Keith didn't seem like he was going to say much more either. He was still watching in front of them, but was looking up at the moon this time, with something like an expression of longing written on his face. That was new, so Lance decided to ask about it, and tease him at the same time.
"What's with that look?" He moved and tilted his head so he could see Keith better, "do you have a special someone too?"
When Keith didn't make any movement right away, Lance backed off. He was worried he'd overstepped his bounds, and opened his mouth to apologise, but froze when Keith turned his head and looked at him. His expression was still soft, so incredibly soft, and he was kind of just… observing Lance. It put Lance on the spot, he wasn't sure whether he should do something, but ultimately decided to sit still and let Keith do whatever he was doing. He tried to follow Keith's eyes, but made eye contact at one point, and had to look away. For some reason, it made him feel shy.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Keith turned back, and muttered, so quietly that Lance almost missed it, "yeah".
It made Lance perk up immediately. This was very exciting. Keith liked someone? He's with someone right now? He really wanted to know what kind of person Keith had fallen for. "Who is it? And why haven't we met them yet?" Lance was probably acting like an excited child, but he couldn't help it. And then, Keith's reply broke his heart a little. Or, well, a lot.
"Because we aren't together. He's with someone else. They're happy. And I'm okay with it." The pronoun caused Lance to stop breathing for a moment. The detail that this person was male did something weird to him, it struck him in an odd way. It didn't make him jealous, or possessive; rather, something like protective? As if he wanted to make sure whoever Keith liked would've actually been good for him. Although, the fact that the person was already taken, and Keith was just alright with it, hurt. See, Lance has always been a romantic. Say what you will about it not being realistic, but he's always wished for everyone to have a happy ending. To find the one that's meant for you, whom you'll spend the rest of your days with. He loved the idea of it.
"Don't you…" Lance hesitated, not sure if he should be asking this, or whether Keith would be okay with it. In the end, he decided he had to know. "Don't you want your happiness?"
Keith smiled in response, warmer than Lance had ever seen. "Nah, it's fine. I'm content. I've liked this person for a long time, and once I came to terms with it, I understood why I felt that way, and why he made me feel that way. I knew things could turn out the way they did, but I'm fine with it." He sounded resolute, he meant every word he was saying. Lance accepted it, since Keith seemed all right with it, but it still made him sad.
"Well, either way, I hope you get to find your happiness." Keith faced Lance, his smile smaller but just as tender, and then his eyes shifted to something behind Lance.
"Someone's looking for you."
Lance whipped his body around immediately, and found Allura standing at the border of where the grass met the sand, watching the two of them. He grinned automatically, and got up, brushing himself off. He waved goodbye to Keith, then made his way over to Allura. They started heading back to the party, hand in hand, but Lance had to take one last glance back.
The sight was breathtaking. Keith, in his white suit, stood out against the dark, almost black, night sky and ocean. He blended into the scene almost perfectly, like the foam of the waves, like the stars and moon of the sky. He was watching something above him, his hair moving gently with the passing breeze. Lance didn't want to move; he didn't want to tear his eyes away. He remembers thinking how nice it would've been if Keith had someone beside him.
It was him. Lance doesn't know why he's so sure about it, but he just knows. And suddenly, everything falls into place; the pieces click; the stars align. There's a flood of emotions, and memories, and it unlocks something inside Lance that's been there for a very long time, and it all comes bursting out of the place they'd been stored.
When they first met, they barely knew anything about the world. The one exception to that was Keith knew how to fly. He was top of the class, and Lance was envious. He wanted to beat him, more than anything. The worst thing was, Keith didn't even seem to have to try. He was a natural. Lance despised him, despite knowing nothing about the boy. Every time Lance saw Keith's name in the top ranked spot, his blood boiled. He was determined to take his place, to become number one.
When Keith was expelled from the Galaxy Garrison, Lance had no idea what to feel. On the one hand, he became a fighter pilot, he accomplished the first step in achieving his lifelong dream. It was possibly the happiest he'd been in his life. But on the other hand, Keith was gone. He had been Lance's source of motivation for so long, and then he just wasn't there anymore. Lance would never admit this, but he actually missed the guy. Only because he couldn't rub his achievement in his face though, of course.
When Lance saw Keith in the quarantine zone holding Shiro up, all those previous bitter emotions came back. Once they got into space, he roped Keith into competitions whenever he could, resolved to show him he had gotten better. In all honesty, he didn't really know how to act. Keith was his rival, and now they were being told they needed to be the best teammates ever, or else the universe would be destroyed. It didn't turn out to be a predicament though, because…
When Keith held his hand after Sendak invaded the castle, when he carried him all the way to the healing pod, Lance started toying with the idea of what it'd be like to fall for him. He really wasn't as unbearable as Lance had thought he was, and when they put their minds to it, they were in sync in a way he didn't believe could arise from practise. There was just something about the two of them, whether it be their personalities, the elements of their lions, or their weapons, that allowed them to work so well together.
When Lance became Keith's right-hand man, he started to really like him as well. Every time Keith trusted Lance to help him, Lance swelled with pride. It was different to when he became a fighter pilot; he didn't beat Keith at anything, but he didn't care about that anymore. Their duties were so much bigger than them, there was no time for petty rivalry. Lance seemed to be the only one Keith listened to, the only one who could calm Keith down, and that fact made Lance trust him more than anyone else as well. It allowed him to seek him out for advice, for another opinion, for comfort, even, when he was at his lowest. It all made him feel like they were already something more than teammates, more than a leader and his second-in-command. So…
When Keith left Team Voltron to join the Blade of Marmora, it left him devastated. He thought they'd built something between them, that they were moving towards something. Apparently, he was wrong. The worst part was that he thought it was partially his fault. If he hadn't gone to Keith about his concerns over who piloted the lions, Keith might not have left at all. And when he was away, Lance became invisible again. He was the seventh wheel once more. After he got over the initial sadness, he was angry. And he took it out on Keith, as it was easiest, because he wasn't there. It felt like he ran away, like he was scared of what they could be, or like he didn't want Lance after all. In a fit of frustration, Lance decided he didn't want Keith either. But, of course, everything is easier said than done.
When Lance made that decision, Keith came back. And he seemed different. He looked older, taller, and if you pestered Lance enough, he would say, more handsome. He thought things would go back to how they were, but Keith just brushed him aside, and it felt like a rejection. He was too quick to jump to conclusions, though. They eventually returned to their old dynamic, with Keith trusting Lance to lead the team when he couldn't, and sneaking in a bit of banter every now and then.
When they were in the final stretch to ending the war, Keith comforted him many times. There was the time with the sunset, the day before they left Earth, the hours before his first date with Allura. Keith spoke to him in a way he'd never done before. He reassured him that he had nothing to be nervous about, that Allura actually liked him, and complimented him a bunch as well. Looking back on it now, Lance realises it was the exact same tone he was using on the night of Shiro and Adam's wedding. And when Lance had been worried about Allura, Keith was the one who made his concerns go away.
It's different to the way he loved Allura. With Keith, it was, is, subtle. It's something that's been there for a while, he just hadn't uncovered it, and required the help of a revival of emotions to do so. Their dynamic was such that they were able to become better versions of themselves from the way they interacted with each other. They pushed each other to go further with their competitions, and they built a sense of trust and security every time they had to work together.
It's all so obvious now. Suddenly, all those feelings Lance couldn't place before, the ones he couldn't name, the heat that had kept him warm in the coldest of times, they finally make sense. And now… it could be too late.
A/N: also I realised I completely forgot about Kosmo… doggo I'm so sorry. however! I'm bringing him back next chap hehehe
I've also finally figured out what's going to go into ch5, so hopefully (hopefully!) I'll have it out v soon
thanks for reading, as always, feel free to comment, and find me on tumblr (riskeith)!
