[He only knows because Lance said so. He's not...really mad at this point. Disappointed? Perhapskies. But he's spooning him, hugging around his middle with an arm.]
But I'm gonna have nightmares from your puppet show.
[That one was a oooooooohh take me to your mothman kiss and not a goodnight kiss, however. He's already turning, though, already poised for it...so he may as well indulge him.
[ oh, that's true... heheh, lance is quick to grow humble again (it happens, okay). he snuggles back up around keith's arm, shifting backwards to press himself a little more insistently against his chest. ]
I am lucky. [ from petulant child to gushy s.o. enjoy that whiplash, keith! ] The luckiest guy in the world~
He keeps doing unexpected things that leave him dumbfounded and the only natural thing to feel is, of course, AnGerY. There's a big ole huff at the back of his neck.]
You don't know that -- you don't even know much about the planet.
[This planet, of course, obviously, it's just weird to say it like that outloud. Good thing Lance can't see him blushing.]
Okay, maybe it kind of is — but it's also about you. We're boyfriends now, [ man, it's still so wild to think about, ] and that means I get to say all the stuff I say about you behind your back to your face now.
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[Lance is so bad at roleplaying.]
I'll forgive you if you stop talking like that, and put the hippo down.
[2/10 would not hire for a birthday party.]
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Not without teeth. There's a pinch involved as the kiss turns into something more open-mouthed...but it's just that. Ends there. Violent.]
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[ WHAT IS THIS... IS THIS HIS PUNISHMENT...
some kinda galra kink??? ]
Haven't I suffered enough?!
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[The easy, quick answer. That's all he wanted to do. He's settling again, thinks to knee his butt for good measure but refrains.]
You're lucky you stole that.
[The hippo.]
I'm not forgiving you, but I don't want to argue about it anymore.
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Look, we can't go to sleep angry, okay? That's like, a major no-no.
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[He only knows because Lance said so. He's not...really mad at this point. Disappointed? Perhapskies. But he's spooning him, hugging around his middle with an arm.]
But I'm gonna have nightmares from your puppet show.
[Ha ha. Ha ha haah...]
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[ hmph... he curls up a little, effectively hugging that arm closer to his body. ]
C'mon... you gotta tell me how I can make it up to you.
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[He bends his legs against the back of Lance's, fullbody curling against him.]
Let's just call it even after that.
[Because it was stupid!! Not because it was cute. And thoughtful, in a convoluted way.]
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[ lance shifts slightly, turning just enough to peek over his shoulder at keith. ]
Can I at least get a kiss goodnight..?
[ he's so neeeeeeedy ]
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[That one was a oooooooohh take me to your mothman kiss and not a goodnight kiss, however. He's already turning, though, already poised for it...so he may as well indulge him.
And mush an obnoxious, heavy kiss to his cheek.]
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though. he supposes that's fair. hmph. ]
Fine... I guess I'll just go to bed starving.
[ for affection! cries. ]
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[It's like asking to move mountains. This is it. This is what ur married to now, Keith.]
You're lucky I'm still here.
[Mumble mumble...pay no mind to Oscar the Grouch.]
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I am lucky. [ from petulant child to gushy s.o. enjoy that whiplash, keith! ] The luckiest guy in the world~
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He keeps doing unexpected things that leave him dumbfounded and the only natural thing to feel is, of course, AnGerY. There's a big ole huff at the back of his neck.]
You don't know that -- you don't even know much about the planet.
[This planet, of course, obviously, it's just weird to say it like that outloud. Good thing Lance can't see him blushing.]
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Considering how much he puts up with, I'd say that makes me pretty dang lucky indeed.
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[He pauses, only to offer him a chance to figure it out on his own. Keith's not optimistic.]
You're apologizing in a different way. [He'a adamant about being butthurt, stop making it difficult.] But...you already know how I feel about it. You.
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[ ... ]
Okay, maybe it kind of is — but it's also about you. We're boyfriends now, [ man, it's still so wild to think about, ] and that means I get to say all the stuff I say about you behind your back to your face now.
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Who were you talking to about me?!
[Who let him say things????????]
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[ he shrugs, clearly not seeing what the problem here is. ]
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[Like he knows more than 2 ppl.]
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[ he frowns, folding his arms across his chest. ]
Why?
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Why are you telling Platt?!
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