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“Ms McKinnon and Ms Meadowes”
Who? She looked over, and it was one of Slytherin’s chasers raising her hand. At least it wasn’t anyone Marlene had a problem with. Look at her being positive. Hell might actually be freezing over.
Her partner walked over to her desk, her stride steady, posture perfect, and head held high. She was one of those types, wasn’t she? Marlene was not awake enough for this.
“Meet me at the library at six to discuss,” she said smoothly. Even her voice is perfect.
“Er, yeah sure. I can do six,” Marlene replied, hands picking at her sleeves.
The chaser nodded respectfully, then adjusted her bag on her shoulder and walked out of the classroom. Marlene watched her wade between all the students and through the door. Meadowes may have been a bit stiff, but she was cordial enough to make Marlene think maybe she’d let some of the teamwork she displayed on the pitch translate into the project. Merlin knows Marlene’s going to need all the help she can get. And really, how bad could working with a Slytherin be?
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Keith and Lance wake up married. In the future.
He lays there a moment, processing the faint throbbing in his head, a strange bitter taste like lemons in his mouth. When he opens his eyes, the room spins wildly into a kaleidoscope of colors, so he closes them again, breathing in and out until he feels less like he might throw up. He suddenly registers a warm weight over his waist, and lifts his head to see a brown arm thrown over him. It looks startlingly familiar, but different, bigger than he remembers, more toned.
Keith turns all the way around and comes face to face with Lance sleepily blinking his own eyes open.
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“You’re—! I’m supposed to fluster you, damn it! Not the other way!”
Keith can’t help the genuine laughter that leaves his throat. Lance scowl melts, although he still huffs and turns away pointedly.
“Lance,” Keith calls, still laughing as Lance defiantly ignores him. “Lance. Baby. Come on, I’m sorry. You’re a very good flirt, okay? Very charming.”
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or, keith enjoys teasing lance
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Why Does My Heart Cry (Feelings I Can't Fight) by negativefouriq
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11 Feb 2023
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“You did. You made me lion slippers.”
“I did not! I found them!”
Keith laughs, and the sound is bright and loud and makes Lance’s knees weak, a little.
Oh, no.
“They’re very cute,” Keith says, inspecting them closely. That stupid smirk never leaves his face. “I can see you’ve poured your heart and soul into them. I appreciate it.”
“I didn’t — fuck off! There was no heart and soul involved. Only — malice and hatred!”
“The cutest manifestation of malice and hatred I’ve ever received,” Keith assures, falsely sincere. He brushes past Lance to get to his door, and Lance scrambles to put as much distance between them as possible. Keith is undeterred, leaning against his newly opened door as casual as can be.
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OR: Oh, Keith is the fucking worst. He's the worst! And Lance hates him.
Well, kind of.
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Lance held his breath. He knew, at this rate, they’d have two options: fight with what they had (which was Keith’s knife and team spirit) and hope they can skirt by with the help of the locals, or submit and become prisoners to the Galra. Neither situation was ideal. Lance looked to Keith, at his eyes and his eye lashes, the curve of his nose and the pink in his lips. He knew it was bad timing, but he really wanted to kiss Keith before whatever happened, happened.
But when Keith turned his body to face him and said, “Kiss me.” With the same amount of emotion one would say, “Hand me that stapler,” it threw Lance completely off guard.
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Lance is married, for fuck’s sake, and Keith being weirdly comfortable with him is not helping at all – not in the slightest.
The light reflects on a piece of silver metal on Keith’s hand as his fingers play with Lance’s.
He zeroes in on it, his breath catching in his throat.
It’s a thin silver ring that sits nicely on his left ring finger, adorned with an even thinner golden band around it, perfectly matching, and mirroring the ring that Lance found on his bathroom counter this morning.
Oh, no way. No, no, no, no. Absolutely not.
This has to be some kind of cruel joke.
There is no way that the person he’s married to in the future is Keith.
or: Lance unwillingly takes one for the team and wakes up ten years in the future.
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