#i would illustrate this if it wouldn't need to be like 3 pages probably idk maybe i'll try sometime lmfao

[leenfiend]

ok fine im listening to two slow dancers by mitski and thinking of post s7 keith and lance trying to readjust to life on earth and back at the garrison and all the rebels and paladins being congratulated for all their hard work at a celebration and lance is standing in one corner of the room talking to veronica and hunk and catching up with a few other old garrison friends and keith is standing on the other side of the room with shiro and allura and a few of the garrison teachers that are telling him how talented he always was, how they’re so proud. and keith and lance make eye contact from across the space - the crowd between them fading from their vision because all they can see in that moment is each other but they haven’t talked in a while, not really. they’ve been so busy. and keith thinks maybe there was something between them - that before he left for the blade, before he got stranded for two years, before they had to save all of humanity that there was something there, a nervous spark that they didn’t talk about - but they’re staring at each other now and all keith can think about is the wasted time, how he didn’t get to love lance when he was young and unscarred and ridiculous but how he could love lance now if he would let him. they’re not the same anymore, they’re not bickering kids too scared to put a word to the warmth they get from each other’s company, it won’t be as easy as it could have been back then. but he doesn’t think he can stand to waste any more time, he just wants to love lance in whatever way he’ll let him, in whatever state they’re in. for as long as he can. he smiles softly and lance smiles back.