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[ this time around, it had been lance obsessively ticking off the days on a little piece of paper beside their bed. he'd gone to bed that night after making sure he set his phone alarm, and when it goes off at 11:58 on the dot, he jolts up in bed, allows himself a few seconds to reorient himself, and then hastily begins shaking the shoulder of the boy curled up just beside him. ]
Keith! Keith, wake up!
Keith! Keith, wake up!
really? haha it's like having a big brother to look after you
you should show your appreciation with a drawing ;)
you should show your appreciation with a drawing ;)
--What?!
[Pls, Lance, the fist doesn't match his expression. Which is soft, fluffy, gentle....
Maybe a little tense because he doesn't really know how to do this, but he is anyway.]
Put your hands down...
[Once he's near enough to actually hit him or manually do it himself, which may seem like a hostile thing in itself. His hands are idle at his sides.]
I didn't forget, so calm down.
[Pls, Lance, the fist doesn't match his expression. Which is soft, fluffy, gentle....
Maybe a little tense because he doesn't really know how to do this, but he is anyway.]
Put your hands down...
[Once he's near enough to actually hit him or manually do it himself, which may seem like a hostile thing in itself. His hands are idle at his sides.]
I didn't forget, so calm down.
[Now it's his turn to be jolted awake in what he can only assume to be the start of a war. Or maybe their lions have come to -- oh, wait.
He's awake and upright in under ten seconds, regarding Lance with wide-but-sleepy eyes.]
What!
[Their immediate surroundings are quiet, dark...maybe he should've been quieter? But Lance was definitely not being hush-hush about bringing him to consciousness...]
What's wrong-?
[Quieter, nevertheless.]
He's awake and upright in under ten seconds, regarding Lance with wide-but-sleepy eyes.]
What!
[Their immediate surroundings are quiet, dark...maybe he should've been quieter? But Lance was definitely not being hush-hush about bringing him to consciousness...]
What's wrong-?
[Quieter, nevertheless.]
[ all he wanted was some holiday smooching... hmph.
but at least keith is decorating. that's sort of a win, right? whatever the case, lance has finished stringing up the lights along the roof of their little tree house (don't ask how, maybe he stepped on the railings or something).
ah, but where is he gonna plug in the plug... ]
I wonder if they sell extension cords in Wyver...
but at least keith is decorating. that's sort of a win, right? whatever the case, lance has finished stringing up the lights along the roof of their little tree house (don't ask how, maybe he stepped on the railings or something).
ah, but where is he gonna plug in the plug... ]
I wonder if they sell extension cords in Wyver...
[He's not even sure if he's doing this right? But wrapping the tinsel around and around is the only way to make it stay without adding tape. Just tucking the ends into itself once he's hit a corner...]
Just take one from the radio.
[His manmade radio that probably doesn't have the right plug and would require an adapter for Christmas-light use. He's sure there's an adapter somewhere, if it helps.]
Just take one from the radio.
[His manmade radio that probably doesn't have the right plug and would require an adapter for Christmas-light use. He's sure there's an adapter somewhere, if it helps.]
Nothing.
[ he's facing keith, a hand still on his shoulder, but he's got an eye on the phone in his other hand. there is a sort of dazed smile on his face, half-excitement, half-sleep deprivation.
he waits until the last minute ticks by, before turning his full attention back to his dragon husband. ]
Happy New Year!
[ now give him a smooch, he's coming in for it— ]
[ he's facing keith, a hand still on his shoulder, but he's got an eye on the phone in his other hand. there is a sort of dazed smile on his face, half-excitement, half-sleep deprivation.
he waits until the last minute ticks by, before turning his full attention back to his dragon husband. ]
Happy New Year!
[ now give him a smooch, he's coming in for it— ]
[He doesn't even know whats happening. Nothing? Nothing what? Something had to have been happening, you don't just nevermind a thing like this? He doesn't even know he's being kissed when it's happening -- his first thought is that he's being smothered to death; there's no response at least. Not initially...
But his lips slowly purse forward, eyes closed. Happy New Year -- it's registering with him in hindsight. What a dummy.]
But his lips slowly purse forward, eyes closed. Happy New Year -- it's registering with him in hindsight. What a dummy.]
[ well keith doesn't try to kill him, so that's always a good thing. and once he starts to reciprocate, lance will tilt his head just a bit, letting the kiss deepen for another handful of seconds. a little tongue here, a little nip of the teeth there. just enough to get him a little breathless by the time he pulls away, eyes now alight with a playful gleam. ]
How's that? Pretty good for our first New Year's kiss, huh?
How's that? Pretty good for our first New Year's kiss, huh?
[He should uh, get on a knee probably, but his legs feel weirdly like cinder blocks now that he's stopped.]
It's just -- something I thought you'd like.
[What a stupid precursor. He can't dwadle much longer to find the 'right' words; his palm's getting sweaty and Lance thinks he's gonna kick his ass...so he'll retrieve one ring from that fist. He didn't personalize either and they're both the same size.]
Let me see your hand.
[He's still kinda hiding that ring, though. It might be suspicious if it were anyone BUT Keith, considering he'd not know how to solo a prank.]
It's just -- something I thought you'd like.
[What a stupid precursor. He can't dwadle much longer to find the 'right' words; his palm's getting sweaty and Lance thinks he's gonna kick his ass...so he'll retrieve one ring from that fist. He didn't personalize either and they're both the same size.]
Let me see your hand.
[He's still kinda hiding that ring, though. It might be suspicious if it were anyone BUT Keith, considering he'd not know how to solo a prank.]
[Well, now he's awake. Perking at each little elaboration, reciprocating with shorter, delayed versions. A hand moves to hold the back of Lance's head in time for him to draw away, his other's keeping himself propped up.]
You could have woken me up earlier...
[So he'd have a better understanding and such, obviously.]
You could have woken me up earlier...
[So he'd have a better understanding and such, obviously.]
You got me a gift?
[ luckily for keith, that's what lance's mind decides to do with the information he's been given here. he peers a little more curiously at keith's hand, trying to see what's inside it. he holds his own hand out, at least. ]
Is this like an "I'm sorry" gift?
[ luckily for keith, that's what lance's mind decides to do with the information he's been given here. he peers a little more curiously at keith's hand, trying to see what's inside it. he holds his own hand out, at least. ]
Is this like an "I'm sorry" gift?
No -- that's just a coincidence.
[Kind of? To say this wasn't fueled out of some tiny portion of guilt wouldn't be wrong, but that's not the point. Singlehandedly, he'll try to single out Lance's ring finger (it took him a second to think about it), and in the next moment he's sliding a plain-looking garbage band onto it, past his knuckle...]
[Kind of? To say this wasn't fueled out of some tiny portion of guilt wouldn't be wrong, but that's not the point. Singlehandedly, he'll try to single out Lance's ring finger (it took him a second to think about it), and in the next moment he's sliding a plain-looking garbage band onto it, past his knuckle...]
[ well. that's at least comforting to hear, because it would kind of kill the moment to be told he's getting essentially actually proposed to because his boyfriend slash dragon husband thought he was upset.
because that's what this is, right? there's... no real way to interpret this as anything else. ]
...Keith. Are you serious?
because that's what this is, right? there's... no real way to interpret this as anything else. ]
...Keith. Are you serious?
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