#sooooooooooooooon

“Fancy meeting you here.” Lance said, shooting him a smirk. “Didn’t think they allowed pricks like you into this place.”

Keith deserved that so he let it slide. “Wasn’t planning on going inside. Not really my kinda place.” He chose his words carefully, not wanting Lance to get angry with him again.

“Then what are you doing here?” Lance questioned, giving him a curious look.

“Walking mostly.” Keith replied.

“At night?”

“Yeah.”

“In the cold?”

“Seems that way.

“With only a sweatshirt?”

“I don’t mind being cold.”

“Oh, jeez…” Lance said, moving closer to Keith. He sighed as he unwrapped the blue scarf that he was wearing from around his neck. “I really don’t want to wake up tomorrow and see that they found some stupid police detective dead from hypothermia, so here.” He pushed back the hood of Keith’s sweatshirt and wrapped the scarf around his neck, the wool of his gloves lightly brushing against Keith’s skin as he worked. Lance’s eyes narrowed in concentration as he made it sit just right, fingers fiddling with the knitted fabric. He then pulled Keith’s hood back up for him. “I expect you to return this.”

“Sure…” Keith muttered, still trying to process what exactly was going on. Earlier that day he had caused the man in front of him to seethe with rage and now he was lending him his scarf? Keith had to be missing something. This was the same guy, right?

TFH BETA

Actually, this is something we’re bringing up in the upcoming chapter. I won’t go too into detail (save it for the reading lmao) but Mikasa and Hitch look after her more often than not that first week of life. Less as a punishment for Annie, but more because it’s a little cruel to keep an infant in a dungeon!