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“Keith.”
“No.”
“Keith.”
“No.”
Lance frowned. His boyfriend always did this. No matter how many times Lance proved to him that being cared for felt nice, Keith was always adamant about being independent. Even when he could barely stand due to the shivers his fever was giving him, the Red Paladin insisted that he could do it on his own.
This left Lance more frustrated that not. He stood there holding a large blanket, trying not to get angry. “Last time you really liked it.”
Keith shook his head, expression bordering on a scowl, “Last time I was a lot worse off. I wasn’t in my right mind. I’m only 102 now, you said it yourself.”
“It doesn’t matter what state you were in. It helped you feel better.”
“I feel fine .”
Lance felt like he was going to blow a gasket. He loved Keith, he really did, but god damn it if he hadn’t fallen in love with the most stubborn person in the known universe.
With a deep breath, he sat down next to Keith.
“If you let me do this, and you don’t like it, I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll leave you alone to do whatever you think is best, okay?”
Keith considered this for a moment. He knew Lance was only doing his best to be considerate and helpful, but Keith was the type of sick person who wanted to be alone and sleep the entire thing off. Had this been a more extreme illness, he’d be more compliant to Lance caring for him. But this was only a slight fever. He could handle it.
“Fine.”
Lance grinned. In one fell swoop, he wrapped Keith in a hug from behind, bundling in him in the large blanket. He pressed a kiss against his cheek and tucked his arms into the blanket. With a few gentle nudges and adjustments, the Red Paladin was encased in the puffy blanket, only his head and legs sticking out.
To put the cherry on top, Lance sat behind the Keith bundle and gave him the biggest hug he could manage with his slender arms. But the breaking point for Keith were the kisses on the back of his feverish neck.
“What’s the verdict, patient?” Lance asked.
Keith sighed and closed his eyes. This isn’t how he expected it to go. He gave the answer as quietly as possible.
“…it’s really nice…”
“Told you.”