Keith's piv would be cool and please don't kill my blue son
Me: *looks at the rough draft on my drive*
“No.” Keith whispers horrified as he watches Lance’s eyes blink tiredly, “No, no, no, no, no, my love, no.”
Lance’s eyes close, his mouth is hanging open in a breathless sigh and Keith snaps.
“NO! LANCE, NO! PLEASE! COME BACK, LANCE DON’T – PLEASE DON’T DO THIS!”
This can’t be happening. Keith thinks as his fist pound at the glass that block his way to get to his boyfriend, This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening.
“Please, please, please, break, break goddamnit, BREAK!” He shouts, standing up on his shaky legs and activating his bayard, not hesitating a tick before he’s lashing and stabbing the glass, “Break, break, BREAK ALREADY!”
Me: ……he sleeping *walks away while whistling*