2 Works by spaghetti_o
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For a second, Lance looks almost vulnerable, something raw flickering across his face. Then it’s gone, replaced by that usual, over-the-top enthusiasm.
“Lets go dancing,”
Oh, for fuck’s sake.
or: Lance asks Keith to go out for a night of dancing and in true fashion, things ensue.
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“Don’t you ever feel small?”
They lie side by side on the cold metal floor of the observation deck, shoulders pressed together. Keith feels the warmth of Lance against him, a small anchor in the chill. Above them, the glass dome stretches wide, letting in the pale light of distant stars, slight and imposing. The castle drifts silently through the dark.
“Like right now,” Lance continues, a slight jerk of his head as he nods at the stars above, “Like there's something so much bigger out there than us. Like all of this is meaningless”.