lance looked around the room, seeing a pile of books that looked like they had never been touched. he let out the lightest laugh, trying not to wake keith. he just felt really amused by the pile of books in the room of a boy who uses the word 'y'aint'. he slowly pushed the paler boy's arm off of him, then sat up and winced as he put weight on his bottom. he was wearing nothing but keith's boxers, he had put them on in the dark so they must've gotten mixed up. he looked around once more, loving the way the natural sunlight came through the windows and spilled over keith's white bed sheets. he looked over his shoulder at the sleeping boy, the way his face was slightly scrunched as the sun hit his eyes. lance smiled softly to himself, then sighed a bit, as he looked back at his own body. he looked over the light bruises all over his body as he debated whether or not to wake keith or not.
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a/n: super short chapter before i go to bed just to announce that i'm definitely going through with this fic<3
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accidentally in loathe | klance
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