So we have a very unique contribution today! @bleusarcelle, rather than making a piece of art, wrote a small ficlet for the song “Can’t Help Falling in Love!”
Happiness, Lance realizes, comes in many forms.
For him, happiness is the sand beneath his feet and the warmth of the sun rays on his skin. It’s his mom’s kisses, dad’s hugs, and his siblings’ playful jabs. It’s his team alive and well back in their homes and surrounded by their families.
It comes in the seashells the waves wash in every morning outside his house. It comes the loud purring Red does inside his mind among the clouds and just above the Earth’s atmosphere.
“ - darling, so it goes; some things are meant to be.”
Happiness, for Lance, it’s also love.
“Take my hand,” Keith sings softly, eyes down to see to their hands and playing with them with a fond smile, “take my whole life, too.”
Lance’s heart flutters in excitement, slamming itself against his chest in a weak attempt to reach for the one that makes it go haywire. Lance knows the feeling well and he drowns on it willingly.
Keith, Lance comes to find out, loves quietly. It’s something that always leaves Lance in awe; whenever it is from the gentle touch on the cheek after a hard mission or whispered confessions of a feeling he knows like the back of his palm on early mornings.
It’s been a long journey. The remains of its pain, anger, and confusion reminding him that nothing in life comes easy but it’s all worth it.
It’s all worth it when he has the love of his life in his arms, gently moving at the sound of the music that plays in the background. It all fits like puzzle pieces and Lance can finally let go.
“For I can’t help,” Keith continues quietly and Lance can’t help but reach out with his free hand, his heart urging him to catch the gaze that holds a fire within, “falling in love…”
With a fond smile, Lance catches his boyfriend’s chin carefully before he gently guides it to meet him. Keith blinks at him, as if surprised that Lance was in front of him despite their intertwined hands and the brunet can’t help but lean down to kiss him.
Once, twice, thrice - it’s addicting.
“Falling in love,” Lance mumbles quietly against those lips, suppressing the shiver that runs down his spine when Keith’s warm breath hits him. “Falling in love with you.”
Happiness, Lance remembers, is also found in Keith’s smile.
Thank you so so SOOOO much for this! Your writing is absolutely fantastic and we’re glad that even though you couldn’t draw anything, you still wanted to participate. 💙❤
