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"Mending"
"Try again, Keith."
"It's not that hard, so why am I having such trouble with it?" Keith's wings drooped.
"You're okay. I'm sure you can do it." Allura's iridescent wings brushed Keith's black and crimson wings. "I believe in you."
"Thanks, 'Llura. Now, what do I have to do again?"
Allura took Keith's hands in hers and held them out in front of them. "Hold your hands like this, and concentrate on the injury. Imagine it becoming whole, unblemished. Will your magic to work on it."
Keith closed his eyes and did as his girlfriend instructed. She wasn't a trainer of healers for nothing. She knew what she was doing; he just didn't know if he had a knack for it like Lance did. Speaking of Lance, Keith was trying to heal a scratch on the other's leg. Lance or Allura could have fixed it in no time, but they wanted to see if Keith could heal it, which was what led Keith to having his hands held by his girlfriend and positioned over his boyfriend's leg.
After a couple minutes, Keith opened his eyes. "I don't think this is going to work. I can't do this."
"Keith, you-" Allura started.
Keith shook her hands off of his. "No. I can't do this."
Lance watched as Keith flew away from them, resting on a cluster of high branches. The brunette fey healed his leg with ease and flew up to join Keith in the branches of their home. "Hey, Keith. Are you okay?"
Keith wrapped his arms around his legs. "Why can't I learn healing? Other fey have learned it with no problems, even other fire fey! But not me."
Lance pulled Keith closer to him and wrapped his arms and wings around his boyfriend. "So what if you can't learn healing? It's not a requirement or anything. Some fey are good at some things that others are not. Allura and I are good at healing, but you're not. You and I are amazing fliers that can go fast, but Allura is not. You and Allura can withstand the scorching temperatures from the volcanoes to our north, and I can't. It's not a blemish on our lives as fey. So, don't focus on what you can't do. Just spend some time with us."
Keith uncurled himself and leaned against Lance for a little bit. After a minute, Lance unwrapped his arms and wings. Keith and Lance fluttered down to to floor, where Allura had been waiting for them.
Allura launched herself into Keith's arms. "I'm sorry that I've been focusing on trying to teach you healing."
Keith wrapped his wings around Allura. "It's all right. I know you were just trying to help. You are a trainer of healers after all."
"But that doesn't mean that I should try to force healing on everyone."
Lance wrapped his wings around Keith and Allura. "Maybe we just need to do something to get your mind off healing."
Allura blushed and tried to hide in Keith's wings as if she could avoid hearing what her other boyfriend was suggesting. Keith whacked Lance with the tip of one of his wings. "Get your mind out of the gutter."
"Your mind must have been there too, if you thought of it," Lance retorted.
Keith blushed. "Was not."
Fin