[ there's no turning back now, keith. this is the bed you've made.
lance screws up his face in consideration, experimentally holding his forefinger up to his face, eyeing the short distance between one knuckle to the next. ]
Okay... that sounds doable.
[ he'll take up a towel and wrap it around keith's shoulders. they don't have any big enough to cover the whole of him, so the majority of the cloth is just sort of resting over his back like a cape. he crouches down then, leaning with his head close to keith's once more. don't worry, though, his phone's nowhere to be found. his free hand passes over the back of keith's neck, fingers lingering. ]
I'm gonna start now. Try not to move.
[ also another thing he would tell he kids whose hair he cut before... it seems kind of obvious but. it is keith. ]
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lance screws up his face in consideration, experimentally holding his forefinger up to his face, eyeing the short distance between one knuckle to the next. ]
Okay... that sounds doable.
[ he'll take up a towel and wrap it around keith's shoulders. they don't have any big enough to cover the whole of him, so the majority of the cloth is just sort of resting over his back like a cape. he crouches down then, leaning with his head close to keith's once more. don't worry, though, his phone's nowhere to be found. his free hand passes over the back of keith's neck, fingers lingering. ]
I'm gonna start now. Try not to move.
[ also another thing he would tell he kids whose hair he cut before... it seems kind of obvious but. it is keith. ]