Keith: I think I’m in love with him. A little bit. Or a lot. I didn’t mean to. It’s just sort of… happened. He’s so… beautiful. Magical. Can I say that? What if I do and he hates me for it? I know Lance wouldn’t do that, but still. Shiro, what should I do? I thought it would go away. The feelings, I mean. But then I see him smile or laugh or even just exist and… I’m pulled right back in. I don’t think you understand, I would do anything for him. Anything. If I can only have him as a rival or teammate, I’ll take it gladly. But how do I make the yearning stop? Can I make it stop? Will the clench of my heart when I look into his brilliant blue eyes ever go away? Or am I doomed? What can I do, Shiro? What am I supposed to do? If he asked or needed me to, for him, I’d sacrifice everything. I’d even give up space, just for him. It’s almost obsessive, the way I think of him. Lance, Lance, Lance. That’s all my mind says these days. And the worst part is, I don’t even want it to stop. I just want… him. At this rate, I’ll fall to my knees in front of him soon. I’m already at him mercy anyway, even if he doesn’t yet know it. Of all people, why did it have to be Lance? Of course, it had to be… Lance.
