you know those fics where the team wins an extremely dangerous and close battle and when they get back keith and lance just run at each other crying and smash their lips together out of nowhere and it’s been like 5 minutes and they’re all over each other,, kissing and smiling and checking each other for serious wounds and repeatedly saying “are you okay? are you sure??” while the rest of the team just stares on with their jaws on the floor wondering when the fuck these two became a thing and how [with the exception of a slyly smirking pidge. she won hers and hunks bet, bitches]? yeah. those fics are a fuckinf blessing.
my brain since march:
NOW I KNOoOoOOOooOoOWwWwWwwWwWWW SHE'LL NEEEEEEVERR LEAAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEE EVEN AS SHEE RUNS AWAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY SHE WILL STILL TORMENT ME CAAAAAAALM ME HURT ME MOoOOoOoOOoOooOOOVE MEEE COME WHAT MAAYYYYY