Emotional Equivalent Molotov Cocktail - Talinor
Word Count: 1, 382
Summary: Don't cry, he thought irritably. Don't you dare start crying right now, in front of everybody. Don't-
A tear broke free despite his efforts and quickly made its way down his cheek to freedom. His vision blurred more.
Dammit!
But he could have dealt with it better, if Lance hadn't suddenly started paying attention to the fellow Paladin sitting next to him. The others carried on with their conversation, unaware of the internal crisis Keith was desperately trying to wrangle back before it got too bad.
"Keith," he felt a hand on his shoulder and heard a hushed voice surprisingly full of concern. "Are you... feeling okay?"
Rating: T















