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Title: Just Talk
Rating: Teen
Main Pairing: Keith/Lance
Word Count: 2.8k
Warnings: Minor Violence/Gore, nothing terribly serious, just some blood and vague description.
Summary:
"L-Lance?" Keith weakly called out before coughing up some blood.
Lance winced before nodding to tell Keith he heard him.
"Can you just," Keith coughed, "talk?"
Lance stared at him for a moment in shock before quickly nodding and starting to tell a story about how his niece had decided to try to make her own ice cream out of whipped cream and ice.
Or
5 times Keith asks or listens to Lance talk and 1 time Lance finds out why.
I know I posted the actual fic a couple days ago, I was just really, really lazy. Also, sorry I kinda disappeared with no explanation for a bit. Some stuff happened that got my mood down, but I'd like to say that the worst of it has passed. I have some headcannons that have been sitting in my drafts and hopefully I'll gain the confidence to post them soon.