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Summary: After Keith opens up about what he remembers of his muddled past, a visitor comes to Jé-rouges. Lance gets drunk and runs his mouth, Hunk doesn't think about pink elephants, Pidge isn't spying, Allura isn't scarred for life and Shiro isn't wearing one of Adam's shirts.

Most of these things are lies. The truth is a bit more complicated, and Keith's going to need to be hit over the head with it.

Rating: Explicit overall, Mature for this chapter.

Pairing: Keith/Lance, (background Adam/Shiro)

Word Count: 8,938 (this chapter)

Preview:

"Ahhh, I'm sorry lovely, I know that wasn't funny."

"No it was, and I missed your stupid jokes so much, I'm just mad that I can't let you know I thought it was funny without encouraging you to make more until you land on a truly terrible one, ugh!" Keith says smacking Lance on the side.

"Awww, you missed me and my bad jokes?"

"God yes. I even missed Pidge texting me pictures of bats and asking 'Is this you?’"

"Did you miss me drawing mullets on them and sending them back to her?"

"Wait, you're the one doing that?"

Lance gasps, "Of course it's me! Who did you think it was?"

"Matt!"

"Oh my GOD, what the fuck, Keith? It's been two years, can you at least just pretend you think I'm funnier than Matt for once?" Lance says and Keith's laughing so he starts too.

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A full moon wherein Shiro worries, Hunk reminisces, Lance provides, and Keith just sits back and enjoys being a guest at the Wolf Party.

It's a good memory he'll want to hold on to, especially when things get rough.

Rating: Explicit overall, Mature for this chapter because of some graphic carnivorous behavior

Pairing: Keith/Lance (background Adam/Shiro)

Word Count: 7,860 (this chapter)

Preview:

There's a faun-brown wolf dragging something along the ground.

Something big. Bigger than Keith's ever seen. Big and chocolate brown and… antlered?

"Oh my fucking god," Keith's mouth hangs open in shock. "Is that what I think it is?"

Lance stops in the middle of the clearing, releasing his grip on the neck of the moose. He looks down at his catch, and Keith senses feelings of pride, but also concern?

"Necesito asegurarme que tenga sangre suficiente. Esto debería ser suficiente," Lance thinks.

"Sangre... blood? You brought that for me to drink blood from?" Keith balks. Lance turns around and gives him a wolfy smile, eyes glowing red. He barks in affirmation.

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Chapter Summary: A soldier, a painter, a vampire and a gay man. Takashi Shirogane didn't always know the right words to define himself. He's been lucky enough to have friends and a chosen family to help him along the way.

Rating: Explicit overall, Mature for this chapter for violence both implied and shown

Pairing: Keith/Lance, Adam/Shiro

Word Count: 10,800 (this chapter)

Preview:

Dark blue ocean, a silvery moon hanging above, reflecting on the surface. The sky alit with stars against a white sand beach. 

It hangs above the mantle in an empty house, covered in dust.

"What is it?"

"The last painting I ever made," Takashi says, touching his prosthetic arm unconsciously. "I gave it as a gift to Issa. She saw me sketching it, and asked if she could have a copy. I told her I'd paint it during the full moon. So she'd be able to see one whenever she wanted."

"It's beautiful," Adam says, taking his left arm, pulling him in close. "You should try painting again. These colors, they're so nice."

Takashi smiles, leaning his head against Adam's shoulder. "Maybe."

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Keith goes missing, Lance does not take it well. Neither do any of his friends. Meanwhile, Allura asks Hunk to help her meet a potential new client.

Rating: Explicit overall, Mature for this chapter because of some implied violence and gross insect stuff.

Pairing: Keith/Lance (background Adam/Shiro)

Word Count: 7,822 (this chapter)

Preview:

"Aww, poor wet wolfy," Keith coos, leaning in to kiss him. He then turns to sort through the grocery bags while Lance heads to the bedroom to change into dry clothes. He grabs a towel, and his laptop to get some work done. There're some new recipes he needs to run by Coran to see if he can acquire the right kind of meat.

Lance is toweling his hair dry as he flops gracefully onto the couch, throwing a blanket over his legs and opening his laptop to start working. He peeks over the back edge to where Keith is frowning at the groceries.

"What?" Lance asks, and as if on cue, Umbra mewls at him from where she's perched on the couch arm, glaring with her yellow eyes. "Oh fuck, I forgot to get the cat food," Lance smacks himself on the head. He's not looking forward to trudging back out there, he just got all cozy and dry and–

"Yup," Keith sighs, looking over at where Lance has nestled himself comfortably. "It's fine, I'll run to the corner grocery."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, it's not a problem," Keith is already slipping his boots on. He's wearing his soft black sweater and jeans. He grabs his black umbrella, a twenty from his wallet, and his keys. "It's cloudy enough, and I'll be quick."

"You're the best, lovely!" Lance says as he blows Keith a kiss. Keith smiles and returns the gesture before closing the door.

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