#keithurhandsoff

[ bless he’s so gentle ]

out of hope

Put a Flower in My Hair// Ω

Ʊ    Looking down at the boy, his brow furrows some in confusion.    What was this for? He ran his fingers over the small flower in    his hair, wondering what had possessed the other to even try    to put it there. But there it was. Small and delicate, especially    against his hand. With a tilt of his head, he cleared his throat.    “Is this some sort of human custom?”

Up until recently, Yuuri taught beginner classes, but for children. He supposed someone read a schedule wrong or something because looking at his next class block, it was still beginners, but full grown adults. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do with adults, even a little bit! 5 year olds were easy and talked back less! 

He sighed, nervous for his first class. What if they were older than him? What if one of them skated better? What if he fell and they all made fun of him? The coffee he’d had only an hour earlier served only to make him jittery. At least he’d slicked back his hair, he looked a little older and more authoritative that way, counteracting the round face and short stature. 

Four people stood at the entrance to the ice, no doubt waiting on him to guide them on. One was tall and soft, he was wearing mostly yellow and a kind smile, Yuuri instantly liked him. He was the kind of guy that fell, laughed it off, and got right back up, he just knew. Next time him was a guy only slightly shorter, probably smarmy from the looks of it, actively doing finger guns. In front of him was someone much shorter with mousy brown hair and big, round glasses that looked like they’d rather be literally anywhere else. Fun.

Finally, his eyes landed on his last student, a boy just a bit taller than the Smarmy One™ with a black mullet and a sense of fashion that could only be described as 2006 Hot Topic Chic. It was kind of incredible. 

Once he was in front of them he grinned, clapping his hands together. “Hello! Welcome to your first class! I’ll be your teacher, you can just call me Yuuri. I hope I can get to know all of you in the next six weeks! Let’s start with introductions from you. Name and skating experience? And... your favorite color!” He liked to give little completing the course ribbons at the end, he’d be sure to make note of the colors.

…Not Accepting | @ redgalrapaladin  Keith rubbed the back…

“Me? What about you?” Keithek groaned, rubbing his head where he’d smacked into the other and then into the wall from falling. “Its all your fault, you weren’t looking. Again!”

     The sudden grip on his frame startle him but he did not pulled away, eyes fixed on the red paladin’s violet hues. Lance knew that Keith was impulsive, that’s why he always had an eye on him  on their missions, he never knew when Keith would try to do something stupid, but having him almost taking a shot for him? 

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