What’s That Buzzing Sound?

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Crimson and Noire, Chapter 1.

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Art by: DK Saikou (Instagram)

Coordinated by: Scarlett-writes (tumblr)

Story by: 11JJ11 (ao3)

Omg your art style is so cute!! I love it! If you're interested in prompts, maybe one with Lan/ce cudding with a very sick Kei!th, who is so miserable and exhausted that he doesn't have the energy to move when he sneezes so he ends up sneezing into Lan#ces chest?

(I started with an outline to come back to and draw, but it turned into a drabble?? I’m going to still tag it and come back to it later, but I hope this short blip is okay for now)

Lance absently eyed the raindrops drumming against hisapartment window, feeling his eyelids droop as he traced Keith’s palm withgentle, sloppy circles.

It was blissful to finally hear the faint intervals of Keith’sairless snoring, escaping his mouth among his frequent heavy coughing fits. Fora few hours Lance had been lost in thought on the living room couch, exhaustionclouding his brain from taking care of his boyfriend all night.

There was something inexplicably calming to Lance aboutKeith being tightly bundled across his lap. Despite the nasty fever he couldn’tseem to shake, the warm figure secured closely into his side made Lance feel relaxedsomehow.

Keith stirred, breaking Lance’s train of thought as hecracked open his eyes pitifully. His cheeks were still notably flushed, and hisbreathing was labored by a thick congestion.

“Can’t sleep for long, huh?” Lance sighed sympathetically,running loose fingers through Keith’s fringe. “I lost track of how long youwere asleep, but I know it was longer than you slept earlier.”

Keith’s expression shifted slightly enough to indicate thathe heard his boyfriend’s words as he rolled onto his side to bury himself inLance’s chest. A strained groan escaped his lips as his hands shakily grippedLance’s shirt.

Lance frowned, securing a loose blanket tightly around Keithas he pulled him close. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“Everything is spinning.” Keith spoke through his teethgritted in frustration, his voice warped and raspy.

“Just keep your eyes closed, okay?” Lance soothed, pressinghis face into Keith’s messy hair with a soft kiss. “The more you sleep, thequicker you’ll get better.”

“Either that or I’ll die first-“ Keith slurred, his voice cutoff by coughs relentlessly rolling out of his lungs.

Lance steadied Keith into a sitting position as he miserablychoked out one cough after another, nearly collapsing against Lance as his fitbegan to ebb away.

“God,” Keith sniffled, trying to collect himself from hisdisaster of a virus. “I need more tissues.” His face was pressed into Lance’schest, muffling anything he said.

“All I heard was ‘tissues’, so let’s go with that.” Lance saidworriedly as he leaned over to grab the box of tissues from the coffee table.

“Class is going to suck tomorrow,” Keith opted to whisper,not dedicating any more energy to raising his head to look at Lance.

Lance snorted, glancing down incredulously at his boyfriend.“There’s no way you’re going to class tomorrow.”

“But-“ Keith sniffed as he feebly reached for a tissue, hisother hand pressed against his irritated nose as he huffed. Before he couldreach for a tissue, he jolted his head into Lance’s chest in a last stitcheffort to suppress a sneeze. “’Htch’oo!”

Lance winced as he glanced down at Keith, who hadn’t movedand was groaning in agony.

“I’m sorry,” Keith whined inaudibly, keeping his face placedin Lance’s shirt.

“That’s it, you’ve infected me! I guess I have to stay hometomorrow and take care of you too.” Lance dramatized. “Also, you’re disgusting.”

“I tried to grab a tissue!” Keith croaked, weakly smackingLance’s shoulder as he remained face down.

“I’m teasing you. You’re sick, it happens.” Lance chuckled,pulling Keith close as he plucked a few tissues from the box. “Would letting metake care of you until you’re better be so bad?”

“It would be a miracle for you to put up with me muchlonger, honestly.” Keith whispered, pressing the handful of tissues against hisnose.

“I love you, it’s kind of my job.” Lance said, shrugging.

“I love you too.” Keith mumbled as he curled up against hisboyfriend, feeling his thoughts fade away to the sound of the rain as he fellback asleep.  

Where's Bugtober 2024?! Why isn't anyone talking about it?! DOES NOBOBODY CARE ANYMORE??!!

It’s really cute when a cold is going around one particular social group and it becomes local gossip. It becomes small talk to discuss who caught it from who, who’s feeling better and who isn’t.