Make Them Stay
Lance stares at the glowing plastic stars on his ceiling, their faint green and yellow light shifting as his eyes roam through them.
His entire room is dark, the stars being his only source of light, and he tries to count them, to burn them into his memory for future comfort.
They disappear, however, when his eyes move. He lays eyes on one of them but the small ones surrounding it disappear, only reappearing when his gaze moves but losing a few others in the process.
It’s an eyesight trick; he knows that much but still, it’s a little sad to watch them fade away when he wanted them to stay.
Something shifts next to him and Lance is finally able to look away, eyes falling into a soft blue-ish galaxy as Keith blinks sleepily at him.
Lance’s heart beats and he smiles.
Keith’s stars stay.