Description
A little hard candy rolled around in his mouth as Lance ran his tongue across his teeth. Keith raised an eyebrow. "Lifesaver?" The dark haired boy accepted the offer with a ghost of a smile, his slim, pale fingers plucking a red one out of the pack and popping it into his own mouth. "Back to work, McClain." He grinned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You're bleeding." "I'm fine." Lance chuckled and wiped the drops off his face, mixing the salt of his blood and tears on his skin. Keith sighed. "No, you're not. Come on, I'll clean you up." Lance bit his lip, looking down. "Hey, hey. It's okay now. You want a lifesaver?" Keith held the packet out with a caring smile. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The black distracted Lance. The depressing color caught his eye no matter where he looked, but it was better than looking at the small coffin in front of him. Tears welled up behind his eyes. He bit his lip and clenched his fists together, squeezing his eyes shut. When he relaxed, the dark haired boy next to him comfortingly pressed something into his hand. A candy- a lifesaver. He put it in his mouth and took Keith's hand. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You really are a life saver." Lance chuckled through his tears. "Don't joke like that." Keith muttered, clutching his hand. Lance choked, and coughed wetly, then spoke in a shaky voice. "Thank you."
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