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Explicit | 29k | completed | love bug | Lance/Keith

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Whatever crazy visions Lance is apparently having enter the very forefront of his thoughts. First row, VIP-tickets with a meet-and-greet, kiss on the cheek included, the whole package. It’s like a dam inside his mind breaks.  Keith’s inky black hair shines, flecks of red and the nasty purple streaked into it, his skin nearly glowing, his smile blinding with the slightest sliver of his chipped incisor showing, and have his eyes always been this intensely striking? Have his shoulders always looked this broad? In the light, Keith looks more beautiful than ever. Lance’s stomach sinks with the realization. He thinks he’s gonna hurl. He’s going to throw up everywhere. He’s gonna– 

Explicit | 10k+ | 1/? | unrequited + fwb + post-canon | Lance/Keith

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Keith can’t breathe.  He’s done everything in his power to not see Lance for the past years. He’d burnt every bridge, he’d blocked every way of contact.  Despite it all, when Keith looks up, there he is. In the flesh. Every bit the same man Keith used to know.

"I remember, growin' up, at night, my dad would sit in the kitchen with all the lights out, and he'd wait for me to come in. And he'd sit there and drink, and I'd stand in the driveway and I'd look in through the screen door and I could see the light of the cigarette, and then I'd rush up on the porch and try to get by him, and he'd always call me back. And it was like he was always... always angry. Always mad. He'd be sittin' there thinkin' about everything that he wasn't ever gonna have, until... until he'd get me thinkin' like that too. And I'd lay up in my bed, at night, I'd be starin' at the ceiling, and I'd feel like if somethin' didn't happen, if somethin' didn't happen soon, it felt like I was just gonna... like someday, like I was just gonna..."