"I told you..." "Yeah, yeah, yeah... quit nagging"
Y/N P.O.V.
"That's not going to end well..." I giggle, as Keith moves to hit a tennis ball at the wall, "You're gonna hit yourself in the face."
"Hey! I'm better at controlling things than that, give me some credit!" he exclaims.
"What, like the flight of a ball?"
"Yes!"
"Whatever. I'm going in to make dinner." I sigh.
~Time Skip~
"Y/N..." Keith whines, entering the kitchen.
"What did you do?"
"What makes you think I did something?"
"Because you came in whining my name, dumbass."
There's a pause, "I hit myself in the eye..."
I turn, and notice that his eye is swollen, and only getting bigger.
"You can control the tennis ball, yeah?" I mock him, giggling slightly as I pull on my shoes, "Come on."
He follows me quietly, hanging his head.
~Time Skip~
"The doctor says I have to wear this eye patch thing until the swelling goes down." Keith comes out of the doctor's office and we exit the surgery, getting in the car.
"I told you..." I laugh slightly.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, shut up..." he joins in my laughter.
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