Keith was fine.
Lance didn't believe it. C'mon, Keith looked liked he never got any sleep. And he looked liked never ate. Now that Lance thought of it, he hadn't seen him eat in a while.
"I'm fine." He insisted everyday.
Lance didn't buy it. Now...
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"Keith." I said gruffly, furrowing my eyebrows at my boyfriend. Boyfriend! BoyfrIEND!! I couldn't actually believe that I, Lance McClain, would go out with Keith! KEITH! The skilled pilot! The beautiful human-Galra!
Keith looked over at me, raising an eyebrow, "yeah, Lance. What is it?"
"You need to eat, y'know. You can't keep saying 'I'm fine' or 'I'm not hungry', you do need to eat. Or... You could get ill... Or worse." I really wasn't up for talking about how Keith could die because he was being stubborn.
Keith rolled his dark purple eyes at me that I could get lost in. They looked like galaxies, or the deep ocean as it seems to never have an end. His eyes met mine and we stayed there for a few moments before I said, "c'mon, eat this. Don't make me feed you."
Keith groaned loudly.
"Save that for the bed-" Keith's face went red "- comeeeee onnnnn. Eat it."
I gave him the puppy dog eyes I had trained for. He sighed and picked up the spoon, looking at the food like it was some type of fertiliser. "And now... Raise it to your mouth-" "I'm not a child, Lance. I know how to eat." He said, frowning at me.
"Fair enough." I said, smirking. I folded my arms. I know I should have been more concerned because Keith had eating an eating disorder but I still couldn't get over the fact that we were dating! D A T I N G!
This... Is my first relationship. I know I know. I flirt with everyone and yet have never had a relationship. I'm questioning physics too.
Anyway, back to cute mullet.
Keith lifted the spoon up to his lips, a pained expression on his face before putting it in his mouth. {Gods this sounds kinky.} He ate slowly, grimacing.
"C'mon Keithy-row-no, you can do it." Keith was probably very close to strangling me right then however, I didn't care.
He swallowed with his eyes closed, and then shivered in distaste, "that is completely disgusting." "Mmmhm. Ok. Next spoon full."
Keith put down the cutlery and sighed, "Lance... it-I-"
I picked up the spoon and loaded it up with space goo, "c'mon open wide."
