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"Warmth"
Keith yawned as he opened his eyes. His gaze was filled with white. He was confused for a split second before he realized that it was just his mate, who was a wolf shifter. He smiled and snuggled against the heat radiating off the furry form in front of him. He didn't remember Shiro coming to bed in his wolf form, but it wouldn't be the first time that Keith ended up cuddling the great white wolf.
He reached around behind him, expecting his other mate to be there, but his hand was met by a mass of blankets that had been moved so Keith wouldn't feel the coldness after Lance had left the bed. Keith's wings shook slightly at the thought of Lance not in bed with him and Shiro.
"Keith?"
Keith looked up at the doorway, where Lance's voice had come from. Lance was standing with a tray in his hands. Lance hurried over to his awake mate, setting the tray on the nightstand.
"What's wrong, Keith?" Lance wrapped his wings around the other fey.
"I woke up, and you weren't here."
"I just left to get breakfast. I didn't think you would wake up before I got back."
Keith sighed in contentment at having both of his mates around him. It was just the way he liked it, and he was just about to drift off back to sleep, when he heard a series of howls and yips, which translated to "Hey, is that breakfast?"
Fin