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“Why are we here?” Keith laughed, the tanned boy holding his hand tugging the two along towards the tree up upon the hill, it’s autumn coat shining in the sun’s rays. 

“I just thought we should climb it, for old times,” Lance mumbled to himself, his gaze shifting from his shuffling feet to Keith’s eyes, a flutter of butterflies erupting inside of him.

“Oh,” Keith sighed, biting his lip as Lance continued to drag him along to their childhood hideout.

The tree’s branches hung low. Roots breaking through the surface surround the trunk, creating platforms perfect to climb. 

Lance instantly leapt onto the first root in sight, following the familiar pattern they use to take when they were young.

With college around the corner, everything to Keith seems to be happening so fast. Graduation, prom, SATs. All come and gone. 

At the beginning of Senior Year, he was a loner. The one that just sat in class, did the work and left as soon as he could. 

But now?

He’s made friends with a group of people he never expected he could. The family he never had. He got accepted into the college of his dreams, and his brother his home safe and sound. He couldn't have wished for more.

Yet as time at school comes to a close he could help but reminisce, his mind taking him back to the times when it was just two. The one thing that has been by his side through all of this. 

Lance.

Keith and Lance have been best friends since they were in diapers. They learnt to walk together, ride bikes together. They went to their first parties together. Had an endless amount of sleepovers it was impossible to count.

Lance was the rock in his world that kept him from falling apart. He was the shoulder he cried on when Shiro went missing in the war. When his mother left his family. When his dad died.

He was the one who played space warriors in the McClain Backyard, using Ronnie and Rachal’s fairy wands as swords as they pretended to fight off imaginary monsters. Lance was his whole world.

And it was only this year he realised how these feelings turned into something more than a friendship.

“You coming?” Lance asked, his smile just as bright as it was when they were 6 years old. Heat rushed to Keith’s cheeks as he was brought back to the present, staring up at those ocean blue eyes, strands of his dusty brown hair drooping down in front of them.

“Um- yeah,” Keith let out, a chuckle leaving Lance’s lips as  Keith gripped onto part of the trunk, following in Lance’s footsteps. The two climbed, just like they use to, pulling themselves up onto the highest branch. 

The two sat there, their feet dangling down, the branches around them glowing in the sunlight. Keith smiled, a swell of nostalgia rushing through him.

“You feel it too?” Lance asked as though he could feel his every emotion, a soft smile on his lips as he shuffled closer.

“Yeah,” Keith sighed, looking up at the beauty around him.

“I remember when we first found this place,” Lance smiled, leaning back on his palms.

“Yeah, you made a bet who could climb to this branch the fast,” Keith added, the memory slowly coming back to him.

“I can still say I won that bet,” Lance smirked.

“Yeah, but let's not forget you also being the first to fall off this branch,” Keith laughed, a spark igniting in Lance’s eyes.

“No way! You fell first, not me,” Lance argued, jumping forward.

“Really? I think your mum could testify with the three weeks in a cast that followed that fall,” Keith cocked his eyebrow, watching as Lance mind thought back, his tongue poking out slightly as he concentrated.

“Nope, don’t remember,” Lance teased, a smirk on his lips. Keith scoffed, playfully shoving him back, Lance retaliating with a little more force, setting Keith off balance. Keith wobbled slightly, his arms waving until a hand grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer.

“Be careful there, don’t want to repeat history,” Lance joked, a smile on his lips as Keith scoffed. 

“A repeat of your history.”

“Same, same.”

The two looked at each other before falling into a fit of laughter, giggles erupting from their lungs as the memory began to fade. Lance rested his forehead against Keith’s, his eyes watering with the amount of laughter escaping them. The smile on his lips shined as bright as the sun setting behind them, small dipples emerging on his cheeks that made Keith swoon. 

A couple minutes past before they control themselves, the laughter fading into something new, the tone slipping from friendly and fun to a swell of anticipation and desire. 

Keith was aware of everything. The puff of warm air on his lips, the small freckles that coated Lance’s tanned skin, his soft lips parted slightly. He only realised then that Lance hadn’t let go of his shirt, his hand loosely holding the fabric underneath his fingertips. 

He looked up, those ocean blue eyes staring right back at him. He felt his stomach swirl, his hands becoming hot and sweaty. 

“Lance,” Keith sighed, biting his lip as he felt Lance’s hand make its way up to the side of his face, the other resting by his thigh.

“Can I- can I kiss you?” Lance asked, barely a whisper, Keith’s face flushed at the thought. All he could do was nod, a smile tugging at his lips as Lance leaned in. 

No amount of words could describe the feelings Keith felt. Passion, desire, love. A rush of emotions filled inside as their lips met, Keith sighing at the touch. His lips were soft and gentle as though he was savouring every second of it. Keith’s hand managed to find it’s way towards the leather necklace around Lance’s neck, hooking one of his fingers underneath.

It wasn’t long before they had to take a breath, their lips parting as the two rest their heads on one another, Lance’s hand intertwined with Keith’s.

“That was…that was...” Lance exclaimed, taking a breath between each phrase.

“It was incredible,” Keith smiled, biting his lip as he stared up at his best friend.

“Yeah,” Lance sighed, a soft chuckle leaving Keith’s lips. 

“Wanna do it again?” Keith asked timidly, his cheeks heating up at the thought.

Lance smile glowed, his hand moving towards the back of Keith’s neck, twirling the small strands of raven hair with his fingers.

Moonlight streamed across the cluttered dorm room floor, piles of clothes scattered around the wooden bed. A cool glow of ocean blue radiated through the warmth of the blankets that wrapped around Lance as he stared out through the window, stars glistening in his eyes. 

Ever since he met that boy. That stupid mullet-headed boy he has glowed. A soft haze of blue hovering over his sun-kissed skin. Why? Why now? How does that stupid smirk and violet eyes set off the warm glow of his heart? 

It's not like he has never glowed before. There has been plenty of times his heart has fallen for the pretty smile that has crossed his way, his blue glow shining through his skin. But what goes up must come down. To say he’s been heartbroken a few times is an understatement. His mama has always said he’s been too quick to fall in love. Maybe that's true? Can you blame him? All Lance has ever wanted is to feel the bright glow of his heart stream through his body with the one he loves. Their two colours blending to become one. 

But now all he wants to do is fade away.

There’s a knock on the door, the clock ticking over to 2:01 am. 

‘Who the hell would be up at this time?’ Lance thought, slipping out of the comfort of his bed, his robe loosely around his body as he made his way to the door. A dim glow of yellow streamed across the wooden floor as he passed his roommate and best friend's room, making sure he didn’t wake him up.

Lance and Hunk have been best friends since they were in diapers, the two being neighbours only strengthening this bond. All through from prep up to the end of senior year they stuck together, Hunk always being there for him like a brother would. Even now, living on campus at the same college was a miracle to which they were both beyond happy. Hunk has been there through all Lance’s lows, and Lance being there for Hunk as well. 

He still remembers the first time Hunk met his girlfriend, Shay. The way he glowed was so bright, Lance teared up. Not that he would admit that out loud. He was so happy for his best friend, finding the one that makes him shine as bright as he does. 

But sometimes, Lance gets a bit jealous.

Jealous of what he’ll never have.

***

Why is he here?

Keith stands outside a dorm room door, Lance’s dorm room, his fingers tucked away in the tight pockets of his jeans, his creamy skin setting off a dim red glow. He just needs to know. Needs to know what James said was true. What everyone had been saying was true. 

Its been a week since the rumours spread about Lance’s ‘new crush’. It didn't take long for the rumour to cross his path, Altea Tech not being big on keeping secrets. When he did hear, Keith, well, he wouldn’t say he reacted well. Feelings are a weird thing and to hear the guy you have been crushing since junior year might like you back? It was a bit overwhelming. 

Now he’s standing outside his crush’s dorm for some god damn reason, knocking on the hardwood in the hopes to…

Well, Keith has no idea. 

Most of him hope he’s asleep. Too entrapped within sweet dreams to be able to hear Keith’s tapping plea for him to answer. But a small part of him hopes, for some reason, he's awake. That he will answer. That Keith could see the small freckles that dust across his face, the deep ocean eyes that twinkle when he laughs, and his smile. Oh, his smile that could outshine anyone’s glow.

So for now, he waits.

***

A soft tap of wood echoed as Lance approached the door, a small groan leaving Lance’s lips as he opened the door. Words fell from his mind as he stared at the raven-haired boy in front of him, his eyes meeting his. 

He should have known it was him. Should have noticed the warm glow of red slipping through the cracks underneath his feet. 

“What do you want?” Lance hissed.

“Can we talk?”

Lance huffed, taking a step outside, the door closing behind him.

“You want to talk at 2 am in the morning?”

“I didn’t expect you to answer!” Keith whisper-yelled.

“Then why did you come?” Lance asked, heat seeping through his voice as he took a step closer.

“I don’t know!” Keith snapped back, the once red haze around him disappearing from sight. 

“You don’t know? The Great Keith Kogane is stumped by a simple ass question,” Lance taunted, Keith flinching at his words. Keith opened to say something, anything, but nothing came out, Lance sighing.

“I’m not in the mood for this. So if it’s not life-threatening I’m just going to…” 

Lance stepped back, his hands glossing over the door handle when Keith reached out. 

“Wait -” 

***

Keith stared in awe as a bright blue glow radiated at his touch. It lit up the dark hall where they stood, Lance’s body stiffening.

“Lance,” Keith’s voice echoing around them.

Lance stood frozen, gritting his teeth to stop the tears threatening to fall.

“Now you know,” Lance barely whispered, shrugging his shoulder away.

“Lance, I -” 

Lance turned around, his eyes glistening with the fresh tears, staring straight at him. Keith didn’t know how to tell him. How to express everything he’s feeling. Keith hated speaking about himself. Never knowing the right words. Lance always seemed to know. That’s one of the many things Keith loved about him. 

“Please, just… if that's all you came for…. Just let me…” Lance let out a sob, backing away into the door behind him. 

Keith, with all his strength, took a step forward, closing the distance between them until it was barely anything.

Keith, ever so gently, raised his hand, resting it on Lance’s jaw. His thumb softly grazed across his cheek, the warmth of his breath mixing with his. Even in the dimly lit hall, Lance’s eyes sparkled, Keith, watching how Lance bit his lip as he stared into his eyes.

“Keith,” Lance sighed before their lips met. An explosion of light erupted inside of them, energy flowing around them as Keith surged forward, kissing furiously. His hands clenched at his chest, gripping the fabric tightly as a bright blue glow radiated through. Lance keened at his touch, Keith pushing him up against the door as he kissed him deeper. A mix of red and blue swirled around them until they blended into one.