"This is embarrassing," Shiro sighs from his spot on the bed. Shaking his head, Keith squirts a good dollop of cooling gel into his palms before beginning to gently apply it to Shiro's sunburn shoulders and back. "No, THIS is what happens when you don't listen to me when I tell you to put on the damn sunscreen." "In my defense, this has never happened before." "Sure but Coran SAID the sun rays are extra strong on the planet but you took your top off anyways." The 'idiot' is implied in the 1/2
tone. Shiro sighs, wincing faintly before relaxing again. "It didn't FEEL that bad." "It never does." Keith squeezes some more of the gel onto Shiro's back for good measure. "How's it feel now?" "Better," Shiro sighs, turning his face to look up at Keith. "Thanks for this." "Anytime," Keith taps Shiro's nose with a finger, leaving a drop of pale gel behind. "Next time, listen to me when I tell you not to do something." "Yes dear," Shiro laughs. 2/2 (SFF)
(I LOVE THIS BY THE WAY!)
Shiro gets his revenge not two days later when Keith is laying in bed and groaning, hands pressed tight to his stomach. He bites his lip to keep from laughing and gently coaxes Keith to drink some cool water. “So what did you learn?”
“Not to accept Lance’s challenge to eat spicy wobbly space jelly things.” Keith says dejectedly before managing a scowl. “You don’t understand, Shiro! He was such an ass about it and someone had to take him down a peg. He always thinks he’s so smart and he’s not.”
“Yeah, but now you’re both sick to your stomachs and I’m the one who has to take care of you.” Shiro teased, leaning in to press a quick kiss to Keith’s temple. Keith didn’t want to admit how much better it made him feel and laced his fingers with Shiro’s hand, squeezing the metal tight.
“You make the best nurse.” He said with a smile. “And besides, Pidge ate us both under the table.”
