[ for a moment, he thinks about what it'd be like to wake up. in an ideal world, it'd be to see that they're both together, and they'd -- what? be back at the garrison? not saving the universe? they'd be on the roof just past sundown, and keith would take his hand to stand up.
it feels like a waste to sleep, to let a reunion end on such a note, with keith staring at him, eyes dark with the vastness of space in the hazy blue shadows of the cabin. ]
. . . I'll take that as a threat, then.
[ but he smiles because he believes it, feeling his heartbeat pick up with adrenaline, with something like a police chase down a narrow alleyway.
and that's enough to press his fingers along the nape of keith's neck, reeling him in for a much awaited hug. ]
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it feels like a waste to sleep, to let a reunion end on such a note, with keith staring at him, eyes dark with the vastness of space in the hazy blue shadows of the cabin. ]
. . . I'll take that as a threat, then.
[ but he smiles because he believes it, feeling his heartbeat pick up with adrenaline, with something like a police chase down a narrow alleyway.
and that's enough to press his fingers along the nape of keith's neck, reeling him in for a much awaited hug. ]
You drive a hard bargain.