Different (Completed)

Chapter 5

My room was designed (for being out in the middle of nowhere space) comfortably. I never had a whole lot growing up, especially my own personal space, so I wanted this to be my sanctuary.

My bed had a thick blue duvet that kept me warm all through the night, and dozens of soft pillows. I had a blue and white throw rug centered on the floor. I had a desk brought in where I keep sheets of music, and an alienesque guitar.

It was a hollowed piece of wood that I attached some wired strings to, it sounded like a guitar when I loosened the strings and a lot like a Ukulele when tightened.

Lined neatly on a shelf above the desk were different ointments and lotions for keeping my skin perfectly silky caramel smooth.

I even had some incense kept in a small vase to burn when I needed some therapeutic cleansing. I even had a yoga mat rolled up in the corner of the room.

"What is all of this?" Keith asked glancing at all of my candles, incense and creams.

"It's important to look and feel your best." I spoke a little defensive.

He quirked a brow at my tone. I sighed knowing I brought him here to make him feel a little better.

"Sit." I ordered.

Though he snickered Keith did as I asked and sat at the edge of my bed. I rifled through a desk drawer and found what I had been searching for.

It was my cell phone. Being in outer space I had no service, but I liked to keep it charged if I was feeling sad. I had dozens of pictures in my phone of home.

I plopped beside Keith and turned the device on. The blue screen illuminated the curiosity in Keith's eyes.

"So this is Garrison where Pidge, Hunk and I went to school. Shiro was an instructor there." I explained showing him photos of us laughing and making silly faces.

I scrolled past pictures of girls.

He wouldn't be interested in my long line of crushes.

"Who are they?" Keith asked causing my thumb to freeze over the phone.

Quiznak.

I mean I didn't date any of those girls, but he didnt need to know that. I have a reputation to uphold.

I rubbed the back of my neck before wagging my brows gesturing to myself.

"I mean, need I say more?" I cackled.

Keith's cheeks tinted pink and he quickly averted his eyes from the phone.

I cleared my throat and flipped to some more scenic pictures. There were pictures of my house, my yard, the ocean just beyond the hill in our front yard.

"It's so colorful." Keith murmured, mesmerized by the photos.

"It's way better in person, the sights, the sounds, the smells, the feel of the sand between your toes." I sighed dreamily.

"Sounds.. nice." Keith tasted the word on his tongue.

"Hey, when this is over, ya know if we don't die or anything fighting Zarkon...maybe I can take you there sometime." I rubbed the back of my neck feeling really exposed.

Keith's brows shot up into his hairline in shock.

He stiffened beside me glancing at how close we sat. I noticed how close we were. Keith had huddled close to view the pictures. His warm breath tickled my ear.

My heart thumped in my chest. Beating hard against my ribs.

"Sure, maybe." He spoke quickly before hopping to his feet. He quickly made his way to the door.

"Thanks Lance." His expression softened before he closed the door behind him.

I waited a tick before I groaned aloud throwing myself back against my pillows. I draped my arm over my eyes.

My heart was racing, my head was fuzzy. I didn't feel right and yet I didn't feel wrong either.

"What the heck man?" I muttered. Keith's soft smile played over and over in my mind.

I grabbed one of my many pillows and shoved my face into it to release a loud sound of frustration and confusion.

Quiznak.

KEITH

Little did Lance know that Keith lie on his bed holding his chest where his heart beat erratically.

"What was that?" I questioned the ceiling above.

I pressed the heels of my palms against my eyes until I saw white spots floating before my dark vision.

Do, do I like Lance? I've never liked anyone before. How do you know?

A memory of Lance being sweet to me and trying to cheer me up caused my heart to lurch.

Another memory of him being a flirt and making me uncomfortable and seeing all of those photos of all of those human girls, also flitted across my mind.

I have no f-ing idea.

/Author Note/

Sorry that was soo bad. I really got stumped on how to integrate Keith into the Castle and it came out like word vomit. I may come back later on and adjust and tweak it, but for now, I'm sorry but this trash is what ya get.

The next adventure will hopefully be a little more bearable. 😣

- stef