allrua:

lance, after he pointed out a shooting star and told keith to make a wish: so? what did you wish for??

keith, pressing a gentle kiss against lance’s lips while keeping their foreheads pressed together, voice low and eyes never leaving the other boy’s mouth: just to kiss the most beautiful boy in the universe. these stars work pretty fast, huh?

keith, tilting his head to slowly trail kisses along lance’s jawline: and what did you wish for, sharpshooter?

lance, too flustered and lovestruck to focus on a lie: oh um. seven of those frozen bras that change color when you bump chests.

keith, pausing with the neck kisses: …

lance: mostly cause i want to titty bump shiro,