February
Soon after the warm sun rays had begun to penetrate the room, Lance heard the bed creak underneath him. There was a dip in the mattress as Lance felt the presence of someone closing in and he opened his eyes to see the familiar smile he had come to love so much.
"So. There's something I need to tell you." Keith told him, hovering atop of him with a toothy grin.
"Hm? I'm listening."
"Right. Please understand that I've been thinking about this for a while now, and I hope you'd be happy with my decision."
"You know I'm happy with anything that'll make you happy, babe." Lance mumbled, brushing Keith's reddish cheek with the back of his hand. His skin was cold to the touch.
"I think," Keith began softly, his breath smell of mint. "I'll go back to college. Take a few scholarship tests here and there."
Lance instantly pushed himself into a sitting position, Keith following through. "Y – You are?!"
Keith bobbed his head enthusiastically; his smile could match the sun. "Uh-huh. And I'm thinking about going with something more in my area of expertise. Like Astrophysics or something…"
"Oh, wow… Keith! Baby, that's… that's great news!" Lance declared with growing excitement. He pulled Keith into a hug, burying his nose into the crook of his neck. "Oh God, I'm so thrilled I don't even know what to say I – "
"You really don't have to say anything." Keith drew back, their noses just inches apart. He felt warm everywhere; from the top of his head to the tip of his toes. Lance looked at him like he was his world, like he was important, like he mattered and needed, and that was all he ever wanted. "Just stay."