#cuddleing

Ive got to learn how to draw or write so i can get all these ideas out of my head

Definitely not my best work but I’m really happy I finally got it written out.

   Keith angrily smashed at the control panel of his small ship, cursing under his breath. The flashing red of the holographic screens flickered before him, taunting him. With a loud frustrated noise, he opened the door to the ship and climbed out. Thick black smoke clouded his vision, soon filling even his nose when his helmet retracted.

   The boy tried to keep his hopes up, even as the negative thoughts filled his head. He kept telling himself that one of the paladins would see his distress signal and come for him. That everything would be fine.

   Nearly an hour passed before Keith completely lost hope. He was frustrated, cold, and a bit hungry as well. The suit he was equipped with had the ability to protect him from explosions, gunshots, and simple slices from a knife. But being on the ice planet, he was quick to realize the suits weren't meant to be worn in harsh weather conditions like these. A feature that should have been implemented into the suit before the rest.

   Keith decided to give it ten more minutes before he tries to find shelter. Something he didn't think would be possible in this frozen wasteland. Pulling his hood over his head further, he hugged his legs and glared at nothing in particular. He had nothing but himself to blame for this. The boy did get himself caught.

   Exactly eight minutes later and what he thought would be his rescue ended in disaster. A few good miles out from were he crashed, another ship crashed. He nearly screamed in frustration, his anger towards this whole situation showing. "Maybe it's not them." He whispered to himself, hating how his voice quivered thanks to the cold. Taking one last look at his ruined ship, he set out towards the crashed ship.

   The running had helped slightly at getting Keith warm, the sudden flow of blood wouldn't last long. "Damnit." He cursed, seeing the damage of the new ship. It definitely wasn't as bad as his but it wouldn't fly out of here that's for sure. The ship wasn't part of the Marmora and Keith would have guessed the paladins to come in their lions. But, he has been wrong before.

   Lance stumbled out, the glass of his helmet busted. He was a bit disoriented from the ambush he had a moment ago, leaving him to glance at Keith and just stare. As he finally organized his thoughts, realizing the situation at hand, he did the best thing he could think of. "Come here often?" Yes, flirt. Flirting and joking where a part of Lance's coping methods, it helped him feel like less of a fuck up. And boy did he feel like a fuck up right now.

"Christ, Lance." Keith rolled his eyes along with shaking his head. There were a few things that he wanted to call him in that moment but pushed that aside he looked the taller male over. He didn't look injured, a bit roughed up but that's expected from a crash landing. "Why didn't you come in red?" He asked, tone shaking a bit with the frigid wind but it still came out harsh sounding.

Lance glanced to the ruined ship, trying to come up with the best excuse. He couldn't exactly go telling Keith he rushed to get here, that would make him sound desperate and not like himself. "I didn't think that would be necessary." Lance looked back at Keith in time to see him roll his eyes again. And he knew it was disappointment, Keith's eyes practically swimming with it.

   "Next time don't think. Coming in the lions would always be a better option." Lance tried ignoring the obvious, but subtle way Keith talked down to him. Like he was a kid that didn't understand something as simple as 2+2.

   "Well maybe next time I won't drop everything to come save you. So ungrateful." Lance felt his face flush a bit, realizing just what he had said. But he didn't go to cover it up, deciding that maybe that would make Keith feel bad for being so mean to him. Sure Lance hadn't really been thinking when he saw the distress signal, but that's no reason for Keith not to at least appreciate his efforts. "Whatever. The others were out when the signal came through so it might be a while before they can see it."

   "Great." Keith pulled his hood over his head more, turning and walking away from the smoking ship. There was no use waiting out in the open, hypothermia would set in long before the other paladins arrived if they stayed there. Keith didn't wait for Lance, didn't slow down when the taller boy called his name and rushed after him, his mind determined to find shelter.

   A small ice cave hadn't been very far from the crash and even though it didn't provide any warmth it at least stoped the wind. Lance had remained quiet while following Keith, observing the white surrounding. The only noise he finally did make was a loud tapping on the light blue ice walls surrounding them. It echoed farther down the cave.

   Keith shook his hands in an attempt to rid the numbness from his fingers. It didn't help much but it was better than keeping them still for to long. He wished there had been something to start a fire with but the planet was nothing but ice.

   "You're cold?" Lance finally spoke, tone laced with concern and a bit of confession. He would have expected the Blades to have better suits, at least to work in harsh weather like the paladin suits. Another concern to add to the list he made as soon a Keith left. Not that he didn't have a list for everyone, it's just he may or may not worry about Keith and his reckless habits more.

   Keith looked back at Lance, a look that clearly said 'No shit.' It was quick to leave though, softening a bit as a shiver racked through him. "Nothing I can't handle." It was pride and arrogance and a bit of stubbornness. Though he knew it was stupid but thanks to months spent with Lance making things a competition Keith felt the need to prove himself. A stupid time to do so but he was reckless and at this point would probably take hypothermia better than Lance's boasting.

   And Lance could tell that, sensing it as soon as the words left Keith's mouth. He wasn't completely obvious to things, especially these kind of things. Growing up in a crowded home made reading between the lines easier along with reading body language. "Right." He mumbled, watching Keith start to pace back and forth. There wasn't much he could do, unsure if the guy would accept any help or punch him for trying. So Lance sat down, leaning against the cold wall and watched.

   Pacing helped until his joints ached from both the cold and being used. With a sigh he leaned against the wall opposite of Lance and sat down. The cold slowly seeping through the material of his suit, making his back feel colder than any other part. But like his fingers and toes, his back went numb to the stinging cold. It brought on another shiver, his body shaking now but he couldn’t stop it even if he tried.

Lance sighed and stood up, walked over to Keith with much confidence and determination. He wasn’t about to watch his friend freeze to death, not after everything else they’ve been through that could have killed them. So he sat down beside the other, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him close. “Obviously the Blades need better suits so until then suck it up and let me help.” Trying to sound indifferent about it, Lance looked towards the entrance of the cave just hoping the others wouldn’t be to long.

Keith was tense, feeling a bit awkward with being this close to Lance. He would have felt awkward with it being anyone other than Shiro but that was because he’s known Shiro the longest. Plus, he liked Lance, as much as he didn’t like to admit it sometimes. Being with the Blades, he didn’t get to see the other paladins often and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t miss them. So he tried relaxing, finding it a bit easier to do with the subtle warm now surrounding him. Keith moved closer to him, burying his face in the crook of Lances neck. It was hard to object, not only because his voice would come out a gibbering mess thanks to the cold but also because Lance was really warm and he really wasn’t.

They stayed like that until rescuers came, Keith nearly having passed out due to hypothermia finally settling in. Lance had helped kept it at bay but there’s only so much one person can do in these conditions. The others helped them up which didn’t really work with Keith, his muscles tense and frozen. He was carried to the lions, both joining Hunk in his lion. Hunk had been the most worried like the good friend that he was, he was a crying mess but he was really happy they were both okay.

Lance set Keith on the floor, next to the open vent blowing heat. He stayed with him though, helping the best he could to bring life back into the others fingers. “Next time I’ll bring red,” his tone was quiet and bit unhappy. This probably wouldn’t be forgotten from his memory for a while.

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nXeZ-2o1w-0) 

I feel asleep watching a movie with Toshi, but he decided to just fall asleep with me.