i need to get the word out

be quiet || t.h

Relationship: Greaser!Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom sneaks into your room late at night.

Warnings: smut {18+}, fluff

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: like honestly this is something i can get behind i need tom to sneak into my dorm please and thanks 


At first you didn’t think much of the small tapping sound on your window, you barely noticed it and when you did, you just thought it was a squirrel or a bird. Going back to your book the small tapping sound started to crescendo making your eyebrows furrow in confusion as you put your book down, getting up from the bed. 

Pulling apart the curtains and opening the window, you stuck your head out slightly, “Tom?” You whisper yelled as his knelt figure shot up at the sound of your voice, “what took so long, darlin’? I was runnin’ out of pebbles,” he smirked as you rolled your eyes. 

“It’s eleven o’clock, you know that my dad’ll kill you if he finds you here,” you said, eyes darting around your property to make sure no one had noticed the two of you chatting, “c’mon sweetheart, I’ll be quiet,” he pouted as you chewed on your bottom lip.

“Plus,” he began, “I miss my favourite girl,” he said quietly making your heart flutter. He always knew his way around his words, charming you each and every time, “okay,” you mumbled, “but you better be quiet,” you warned as he dropped the pebbles from his hands onto the grass and made his way over to the side of your house. 

He scaled your house with such skill it shocked you at how good he was at this, knowing exactly where to place his hands and feet, and boy was he quiet. Finally, he made it to your ledge ducking though the window and finally landing on the ground with a thud that made you glare at him as he just looked at your meekly. 

He stood up, taking a step towards you before wrapping his arms around your waist, “missed you,” he hummed, his nose brushing yours as your arms wrapped around his neck, fingers playing with the small hairs at the nape of his neck, “missed you too,” you smiled before pulling him down for a sweet kiss. 

Tom’s hands found their way to your hips, pulling you flush against him as he deepened the kiss, pushing you against the wall, knocking one of your figurines onto the carpeted floor. 

You both froze at the sound, pulling away as you looked to your door over his shoulder, “honey,” you heard your mom’s voice, accompanied by her footsteps up the stairs, your eyes blowing wide. 

“Closet,” you whispered harshly before pushing Tom into the small closet, “don’t make a sound,” you warned, pointing a finger at him as he smirked, but complied. You quickly closed the door just in time for your mom to be knocking on your door. 

“Honey, is everything alright?” She asked, concern laced in her voice as you smoothed your hair and dress down before opening the door a little, “yeah I’m fine, I just tripped,” you lied, “ended up knocking this down,” you said, pointing to the little figurine on the floor. 

“Be careful, okay,” your mom said as you nodded, “goodnight,” you told her before closing and locking your door, leanings back against it. You waited thirty seconds before padding over to the closet and letting Tom out, “you’ve gotten better at lyin’, darlin’,” he smirked as you looked up at him, “I learned from the best, didn’t I,” you whispered, leaning into him. 

His eyes darkened as he walked you to your bed, your knees buckling against it as you fell onto your back before Tom hovered over you, his lips just inches away from yours. His hands skimmed your sides, lifting your dress ever so slightly, “I’m not gonna lie, doll,” he said against the skin of your neck. 

“But I’m liking this side of you,” he said as you hummed in response, his lips pressing wet, open mouthed kisses onto your jaw as your fingers threaded through his hair, “think you can be quiet for me, sweetheart,” he cooed, his hand massaging the inside of your thigh making you whimper when his thumb brushed your clothed core. 

You nodded your head letting out a breathy yes as he hiked your dress up further until it revealed your pretty pink panties, “these are so pretty, baby,” he cooed, pressing kisses to your thighs, intentionally avoiding where you needed him most, despite your tugs to his hair. 

His fingers skimmed the tops of them, his nose nudging your mound slightly as you let out a small whimper, “shh, darlin’,” he whispered, his face meeting yours again, “don’t wanna get caught, do we?” He taunted before pressing his lips against yours before trailing kisses down your neck, his fingers tracing light circles on your clit. 

Tom,” you whispered, voice breaking with need, “shh, let me take care of you,” he whispered into your ear, pressing a kiss under it as his fingers hooked under your panties, slowly tugging them down your legs, tossing them on the other side of the bed. 

His fingers slid through your folds, collecting your wetness as your hips bucked at his actions. You covered your face with your hands, feeling embarrassed at how he had such an effect on you, “darlin’,” Tom whispered, “do that again, with your hips,” he said as you removed your arms from your face, looking at him. 

His fingers slid through your folds, hitting your clit as you bucked your hips again, letting a small moan escape. Your hips started moving with his fingers, guiding him where you wanted him as his lips latched onto your again, swallowing your moans. 

You felt the small coil in your stomach start to form, igniting a fire every time his fingers brushed your clit, his finger teased your entrance lightly, “Tom, fuck,” you groaned as he stopped all his movements, clasping a hand over your mouth giving you a look before you nodded. 

He slowly inserted one finger, stilling to tease you as your eyes closed, holding onto his arm, squeezing it as he inserted another finger. He started a slow rhythm, curling his fingers as you tried to contain your moans. 

He sped up his fingers, feeling your walls clench around his fingers as you tried to keep your moans as quiet as you possibly could behind Tom’s hand, “Tom,” you let out a muffled moan as your toes began to curl.

He quickly removed his hand, pressing his lips against yours as the coil in your stomach erupted, warmth spreading through your body as you arched your back into his body as he rode out your orgasm. 

You opened your eyes after what felt like forever, dopey ones meeting his lust filled ones, “whoa,” you panted, giggling as he peppered light kisses on your face, pulling your underwear back on and smoothing out your dress. 

“You’re amazing, you know that right, darlin’?” He mumbled almost rhetorically, brushing some of your hair behind your ear, resting his hand on your jaw, thumb tracing your cheekbone. 

You stayed like that for a little while before Tom cleared his throat slightly, “I should get goin’,” he said quietly before scooting off the bed making you frown and furrow your brows, “no,” you said, reaching out to grab his forearm. 

He smiled at you, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips, “tomorrow, two o’clock, be ready,” he whispered in your ear before he opened the window and slipped out, but not without a cheeky smile and a wink. 

I didn’t realise a one minute scene set in david’s shop could ever be defined as perfect but it really fucking was

  • robert interacting with other villagers. THE CONTEXT WOULDN’T EVEN MATTER LET THAT MAN HAVE FRIENDS, IT’S GLORIOUS
  • robert and vanessa’s blonde bisexual friendship is rising!!!!!!!
  • rob immediately trying to explain what lgbtqia means? two years ago rob could barely say the word gay and now he’s out there wanting to educate, god bless
  • jimmy king has tumblr
  • robert slapping jimmy for perving on hot lesbians. ICONIC
  • “you just need to get out, meet different people, make friends and experiment” he was shouting at jimmy to leave then came back purely to give advice to vanessa???!!
  • bisexual robert sugden openly and unashamedly giving advice and trying to help others come to terms with their own sexuality. BEAUTIFUL. INCREDIBLE. BREATHTAKING

anonymous asked:

Hey can you help get the word out that we really need to try to help Niall get to #1 this week? twitter com/NJHNEWS/status/922556285677178880 His streams are steadily decreasing but I know you and the other Larries are amazing at rallying people together so I think with your help it could give him the push he needs.

C’mon guys!  Stream for Nialler!!

accidents happen; tom holland

pairing: tom holland x pregnant!reader (harrison x reader)
word count: 1,122
summary: the reader accidentally gets pregnant and freaks out. harrison finds out before tom does and tells her they’re gonna be fine. when tom gets home she gets the reaction she needed.
warning: tons of fluff, lil angst if I may?
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Originally posted by jizemderler

Positive. The test read positive. ‘what am I going to do?’ you muttered to yourself. 'I don’t know what to do, what if he gets mad?’. Tears started to well up in your eyes.

You heard someone enter your apartment. 'What if it’s Tom? What do I do’ you softly said to yourself and sobbed. 

'What’s up, (Y/n). I was bored so I thought I’d come over. Oh, and I brought you some cookies’. It was Harrison. Thank god it was Harrison. Haz walked into your room. 'Where are you?’ He asked and looked around. He approached the locked bathroom door. ’(Y/n) are you in the bathroom- wait, what’s wrong, why are you crying?’. He heard your sobs and started to worry instantly. He pulled the door knob, but the door was locked.

’(Y/n), open the door’ Harrison calmly said as he tried to get you out. He sat down on your bed. ‘Well, I’m gonna wait here until you decide to come out, even if it takes you days. 

A couple a minutes passed. You got yourself together and unlocked the door. When Harrison heard the door lock click he instantly stood up. You opened the door and ran into Harrison’s arms, bursting into tears. ‘(Y/n), c-calm down, whats wrong?’ Harrison looked down at you with worry. ‘He’s gonna be s-so mad H-haz..’ You sniffed into Harrison’s shirt. ‘Who is, (Y/n)? What’s going on?’ he rubbed your back, trying to calm you down, but Harrison’s attempts on calming you down kept failing. ‘He will never look at me again’ You whisper-cried. ‘(Y/n), look at me. What’s wrong’ Harrison lifted up your chin. You could not get any words to get out of your mouth, you’d choke if you did. So you looked down and pointed at the bathroom. 

Harrison seemed to get the hint, as he took as sprint to the bathroom and yanked open the door. He looked around until he spotted something on the sink. He took a closer look at the small stick with two pink lines on it. ‘No way, oh my god’. Harrison took the test and walked back to you. 

‘Does this mean, what I think it means?’ He asked with an unsure expression. You nodded. ‘You’re pregnant? (Y/n), that’s absolutely amazing! You’re gonna be such a great mom. I know that, because you take such good care of us’ Harrison rambled in pure happiness. You zoned out a bit. ‘Does Tom know? Well duh, he’s the dad, of course he knows’ He looked at you with a big smile. You returned a look of fear and your face became pale. 

‘No way.. (Y/n). He doesn’t? Why haven’t you told him? Why are you still crying? You’re supposed to be happy’ Harrison put a hand on your arm. ‘I haven’t told Tom and I’m crying, because it was-’. Haz cut you off. ‘It was an accident’ Harrison’s jaw dropped at his own comment. You nod. ‘What do I do? I’m twenty years old. I’m not even aloud to drink booze. Tom has a career..’ You mumbled.

‘(Y/n), I know this is a huge deal. Trust me, Tom will love you and this baby no matter what. You can handle it, I believe in you’ Harrison smiled at you and pulled you in for a firm hug. ‘You’re right’ you chuckle and sob once more. ‘Stop crying before I start-’ Haz started to cry with you. ‘Too late’ You giggled. 

'I have an idea. This is gonna be awesome’ Harrison pulled away from you. Harrison explained his plan. The plan to set up a camera and film Tom’s reaction, that way you couldn’t back out on telling him. 

’Let’s do it!’ 


The camera was set up. You were ready to do this. You heard keys go into your apartment lock. ‘Darling, I’m home’ Tom walked into the kitchen. ‘Do you want a cup of tea?’ He asked you. ‘Yes please’. A couple minutes later Tom came down to the couch and kissed you softly before setting down your tea. ‘How was your day, love?’. He intertwined your fingers. ‘It was okay, how about yours?’. Tom started talking about the audition he had that day. Whilst he was talking, you had put on the tv. You snuggled into his side and enjoyed the moment for a while. ‘Tom, can you maybe get my phone from the bedroom?’ You asked him, he nodded and got up. 

Harrison would text you the sentence ‘look to your left’ and Tom would find the pregnancy test. 

‘Where is it?’ He yelled from the other room. ‘On my make up table!’ You yelled back. ‘Sweetie, can you check if I have any messages?’ Nerves started to take over your body and your voice came out a bit shaky. ‘Sure’ Tom answers. You had turned off the tv and for a couple minutes the flat was silent. Slow, soft footsteps came your way. 

‘(Y/n), is this what I think it is?’ Tom’s voice was husky. You calmly nodded. ‘I’m going to be a dad?’ His voice was a whisper and you could see the tears in his eyes. ‘Yes’ The tears stung your eyes again. ‘Oh my..’ He smiled and the tears started falling down his face as he approached you and took you in his arms. His hand was behind your head. He pulled you in for a very passionate kiss. Full of all the love you had for one another. He pressed his forehead to yours and laughed. He inhaled through his teeth and laughed and cried at the same time. He pulled away and picked you up to twirl you around. ‘We’re gonna have a baby!’. When he put you down he kissed you again. ‘(Y/n) (Y/L/n), you have made me the happiest man on earth’. Once again, he pulled you in for a hug. 

‘So you’re not mad?’ You asked with a hint of insecurity. ‘Mad?! Love, why would I be mad?’. ‘Well, it was an accident, and we’re so young and you’re career and-’. He cut you off. ‘Screw it. Screw all of that. Accidents happen, (Y/n). I want to do this, together’ He gave you a big smile. ‘Then let’s do it’ You said with a giggle. 

He swept you off your feet and picked you up bridal style. ‘Tom! What are you doing?’ You gasped and shortly after laughed. 

‘Taking my babies to a doctor’ 


A/n: Sup friends. it has been a while since I posted a proper one shot. This was originally written for a different fandom, but I thought it would go cute with tom. If you’ve done a request recently and you’re interested in when it’s gonna be ip, check this post it has all the information you need -> update
we also hit 600 followers what the hell!!! thanks so much <3333333

I changed my theme, do you guys like it? (;

requests are always welcome, 

and I’ll see u in the next one

I’m so sick of drawing dead
I need to get ahead
I can’t get myself out of bed
This is the life I dread.

“If I see you using terminology like “#triggered!!” and “special snowflake”, both of which are terms that derive their meaning from hyperbolizing, and minimizing and invalidating, people with legitimate triggers, and people who aren’t afraid to speak up about societal conventions that actually DO need to be on their way out because they’re inherently flawed or pointless, you can absolutely forget about getting a follow from me. And no, I’m not a SJW. I’m someone who tries to avoid all that stuff. I just hate seeing this BS being spread around tumblr. I can’t even use the word “trigger” or discuss my PTSD on public forms anymore, I can’t even mention it in passing, because it’s been watered down into a word that isn’t taken seriously and people think I’m joking. Screw anyone who’s willfully or ignorantly contributed to that.”

today I came out to one of my coworkers. and it feels so strange but also good? because it was a positive experience (although you can never be sure how people will react, I was p sure she’d be accepting)


hmm anyway so I came out to her as bi and ace, and like, I’ve only ever come out to people really close to me, (or people I know online, like I’m pretty open about it on here I guess), and I’ve only known her for such a short period of time and it was WEIRD but kind of great as well? like. I wish I could be open about this all the time but sadly I can’t and sometimes it really drags me down but most of the time it’s just something I live with


IDK I just needed to write this down and get it out this was a REAL LIFE thing that happened and I’ve never actually said the words “I’m asexual” out loud so casually and like, not in English, anyway, and it sounds a little stupid but maybe I should say it more often because I want it to feel natural?

I love the fact that when Anne speaks…Jack listens. In fact, Jack goes silent. Jack who never seems to be able to stop talking. Who speaks a mile a minute. Who has a half hundred words for occasions that don’t even need three. That Jack just goes quiet. He lets her talk. He lets her take as much time as she needs. He doesn’t interrupt. He holds his tongue and just lets her get out what she needs to. It’s just….Ugh. I love them so much. 

News…

Today @omgitsmelodyrose rose and I were eating our breakfast and getting ready to go, when my phone rings…


*not registered number *


- “Good morning, is this Alorak Cobbs?”

- “Yes it’s me…” - my voice sounds shaky.

- “This is from Good Samaritan Hospital, we need you to come…”


Mel was if front of me waiting anxiously, asking me what was going on, my hands started shaking.

- “Sure I’m on my way, thanks…” last words were like a whisper.


Mel grabbed me by my shoulders, asking me but all I was able to do was tell her, we need to go now. We grabbed our stuff and run out, I asked for a taxi, I didn’t had time to wait for Adam & Owen (the two guys who were Assigned for my security).



***


We arrived like in 15 min, traffic was light in the morning.


We run, took the elevator and registered on the nurse counter of the ICU on the 5th floor of the Good Samaritan Hospital on Cali. Feeling my heart on my throat.


They make us pass to the Dr. Myers’ office.


- “Good morning Miss Alorak”

- “Good morning Dr. Myers, please tell me what’s going on?” - my eyes where wide open & Mel was holding my hand.

- “ well Ashton this morning had really high temperatures, so we are making many exams, and the results says he have meningitis…”

- “Oh God… it is so bad, right?”

- “Well it can make the rehabilitation process more difficult but the good thing it’s we discovered it just in time , so we started by giving him antibiotics on high doses to attack it as fast as we can.”


It was enough to hold, I stared crying uncontrollably and Mel just hugged me and stared crying with me.


- “He’s a strong guy Ally, we will make it, we know that, he will beat his ass…”

- “ sure he will Mel, he better…”


After that we passed quick one by one to his room, he was there with tubes and lines all around his body and too many machines around his bed. It’s so hard to see your loved one there like that.

I get close to his ear and told him:

- “Hey @ashton-yourbodyguard dyguard, you better come back with us… we have a lot more things to discover together, you know that right?” - kissed his forehead and leave.


We can’t stay at the hospital because he was on a critical stage, so we decided to go to a small café near the hospital and there I called the guys.

Love without shame. Jared Series. Ch 8.

Authors note:  B/F/N = best friends name.  Also sorry this is a short one!! But next one will be better!!! (I just needed to get this out ASAP). (I missed my self set deadline lol) x 

Warnings: Use of the word daddy. If you don’t like it this series is not for you :) . Semi-sexual image at the end. 

Word Count: 753.

Love without shame. Chapter 8.

 If you haven’t read it here’s : CHAPTER 7 

After Jared had left I began feeling lonely already. I decided to walk around the mall for a while. My best friend was getting a puppy soon so I wanted to get the puppy a toy. I walked into the pet store and picked up a few puppy toys then decided to look at the cute small animals. There was a for sale section and an adoption section for the ones who’s been given back. There was a beautiful tortoiseshell Syrian hamster called hamster in the small cage. He was gorgeous. I asked someone at the pet store why he was brought back, they told me it was because the kid had grown bored of him within a week. But he could no longer be housed with the other hamsters because he’s had his own space for too long. “Can I have him please and can I see your cages?” I asked. “Sure, I’ll put a sold sign in his window and I’ll show you the cages” the lovely shop assistant told me. There were a selection of cages but they were way too small. I found my way to the guinea pig section where I saw the zoo zone 2 cage. I had this cage for my first hamster which he loved. As did I. So I bought the cage, some toys, bedding and the hamster that day along with the 3 dog toys for my besties new puppy. I also picked up some chicken wire for the lid and some zip ties to fix it on. I drove home and set up my hamsters new house. 

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anonymous asked:

My blood is literally boiling right now. #SaveKaiser??? Really? The only people this little boy needs saving from is you delusional self and your alcoholic, violent, psychopath of a husband! I'm seriously so surprised with how much I hate her more and more each day. I didn't think it was possible to hate a person as much as I hate her. She is utterly ridiculous and awful and such an ass. And I'm so sick of MTV and her bad excuses of fans for letting her get away with all of this. So done

You took the words out of my mouth!! I could go on a huge rant but I’d just be repeating myself and have cuss word after cuss word.

anonymous asked:

Thank you so much for your post about jaehyun. mouthing is just as bad but some idiots are trying to say he was caught in the moment and he's not the first idol and other bullshit it was an act of racism and people need to see that and I really appreciate you standing up for black kpop fans and silencing non-black kpop fans who try to tell us how to feel about idols using the n word. As a black kpop fan, I thank you.

:’( hey dude, no problem. i hope this whole situation gets better soon… nct love their fans a lot, Korean and Int'l, and im sure that in some way, whether sm lets him apologize or not, he’ll come out and say something. the only issue is when though…

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but it’s better if you do - panic! at the disco

what to do if you are feeling gross

so sometimes I’m just sitting around being lazy, watching tv or getting distracted by internet things, or I’ve eaten too much or I’ve just had a super long day. and sometimes I’m even aware of how much of a blob I am being, I’m sure this happens to other people, too. anyways I wanted to share this little list to motivate me/others to stop being a blob:

1. very very first thing. shut off your internet. put all the tv and stuff out of reach. this is really important, but you will feel 100% better afterwards.

2. uncover your windows, let natural light filter in. if you can/want to open them, that’s also fantastic. it really helps lighten your mood, always makes me feel more connected with the rest of the world.

3. put on some music. it’s ok to use your phone/computer for this, but remember to just keep it away from arm’s reach. also, you can use whatever music you’d like, but I suggest something soft, like Frank Sinatra or Beegie Adair or Jack Johnson.

4. take a walk. look at the colors and plants people surround themselves with. pick out houses/buildings you like. look at the sky, listen to what’s going on around you. I don’t generally listen to music for this because I like to feel grounded when I walk, but if you’re more of a song person that’s okay, too. it’s really easy to forget how long it’s been since you’ve had some fresh air.

5. take a bath. if it’s hot out, turn on a fan and cool down the room so you’re all cosy in the water, put in some bubbles and scents. grab a book or magazine. exfoliate, do your nails, put on a face mask. throw yourself a little spa day. when you get out, put on lotion, put on new underwear and soft, comfy clothing.

6. make your favourite cup of tea or coffee, or maybe pour yourself some lemonade or just cold water is fine too.

7. go sit in a common area of your house, like a living room or dining table. if you’re not home alone and don’t want to be bothered, gently voice it to the people around you or go sit somewhere else where you feel comfortable and relaxed. just get out of the same walls, find a change of scenery. you could even leave and go to a café or a park if you’d like.

8. do some writing/doodling. whenever this happens, I always like to use a spare piece of printer paper or something not connected to a notebook so I’m less attached to it and less likely to care about the way it looks. let the pen do its own thing, don’t worry about messing up. if you feel that you’re getting frustrated, step away and do something else.

9. make some lists. this is one of my favourite pastimes. list nice things that you’ve seen recently that you think you’ll forget later on. list little details of your dreams, list things you want to do in your favourite season, list recipes you’d like to try. the possibilities are endless.

10. cook/bake something. important reminders—if you don’t find this relaxing, don’t do it!! find another hobby that you love where you can enjoy doing something productive. also, even if you’re making something fantastic, be sure not to snack too much or overeat (I’m very prone to this). you could also make something for a friend or a neighbour!! people always enjoy a heartfelt craft made by someone who cares.

11. catch up with an old friend or family member. ask them out for coffee or something, it’s always nice to talk. trust me, they will very much appreciate you reaching out.

12. write a letter to someone. you do not have to send it.

13. go to a park and look at the flowers or sit in the grass. grab a sketchbook, some sudoku, a book, a puzzle, your thoughts, or anything else you could tinker with while enjoying the fresh air. something to make your brain work a little.


there’s more, of course, but this is all I can really come up with at the moment—I hope it works! now get off that web and have a good time!!

winter-and-little-brunettes  asked:

Oooo, for the prompt thing, what about Lance talking to Keith in a quiet moment where the BoM and Voltron are actually in the same room about why Keith really left... Like, what was the 'other' part of the reason Keith left? Lance probably thinks it has something to do with hiiimmmmmmm

Lance sits in the common room with Keith next to him. Their knees touch slightly. Lance sighs and listens to the sounds of Hunk hovering over something in the kitchen and Pidge entering some numbers into her laptop. Shiro confers quietly on the other side of the room with Allura, Kolivan, and a couple of other blades. The setting is familiar. It’s comfortable. Lance smiles to himself and turns to murmur something quietly to Keith when he pauses.

Ah. Of course. 

Where he eyes should meet shades of red he only sees purple. He sighs. Reality comes crushing back.

“Yes?” Keith waits expectantly. Lance shakes his head. His hand gently reaches out to lower Keith’s hood. His fingertips brush against his pale cheek. 

“God, pull this down when you’re in here. Your cool, mysterious act fools no one.” Lance smirks. Keith pulls his face away with a pout.

“Just hiding my mullet from you.”

“You gonna try to grow it into a sweet braid?” Lance sneers. He nods over to where Kolivan stands. “Get a super long one like Kolivan and whip your enemies with it?” He moves his head in slow arcs like he’s in a shampoo commercial. Keith frowns… then caves. He smiles shyly.

“No, that would be a huge disadvantage. Enemies could grab me by it.”

“You should tie your knife to the end of it and just SCHWING! SCHWIP!”

Keith laughs at Lance’s sound effects. He can’t remember the last time he laughed like this. 

“Keith! Are you paying attention?” Kolivan turns over his shoulder. Imposing and serious as always. 

“Yes sir!” Keith sits up. Kolivan nods, then resumes talking to Shiro. 

“Jeez,” Lance scoots close so that their sides are against each other. His breath fans against Keith’s ear.

“No fun allowed.”

“You don’t get to be leader by telling jokes.” Keith chuckles. He lets his head turn and he realises how incredibly close he is to Lance. Lance’s expression is relaxed and looks at Keith with lidded eyes and a lazy smile.

“Are you having fun?”

“W….what?” Keith’s pulse starts to hammer. Had he been caught staring.

“With the blades. Are you having fun there?” Lance’s eyes narrow curiously. Keith relaxes. He doesn’t pull away when Lance slides his arm behind him on the couch. 

“Fun is… not the word I’d use…”

“Come back then.”

“I can’t…”

“Keith…”

“Lance…” Keith sighs. “I’m needed there.”

“We need you here.”

“No you don’t, I’m superfluous. We have six paladins and only five lions. Shiro is a better leader than me so…”

“So I’ll sit out!”

“No!” Keith suddenly reaches for Lance’s arm. He grips it tightly. His eyes look panicked. “No I don’t want that.”

Lance scowls. His mouth forms a hard line and he pulls his arm away. 

“Is that what this is all about?” His voice is dangerously low. “You leaving just so I get a lion?”

“No! No!” Keith shakes his head aggressively. “Lance I…”

“Please, Keith please don’t be the reason you left.” This time it’s Lance that initiates the contact. He gently touches Keith’s thigh. It’s warm. Keith heaves out a long sigh.

“Lance… you are much more important to this team then you realise.” Keith picks up his gaze and forces a smile. “That day… when you came to me and told me about how we need our best paladins to make our strongest team?” He huffs a humourless laugh. 

“I never doubted that you would be in a lion. You are one of our best, Lance. I said to not worry about it, because I knew that you would always be in a lion. Maybe not blue, maybe not even Red but…” Keith smiles. He puts his hand on top of Lance’s. Lance stares dumbstruck.

“You’ll always be needed in Voltron.” Keith smiles wider. 

“We need you too.” Lance leans closer. Keith shakes his head.

“I’m just a pilot. And good at stabbing things, but you…” Keith leans forward. He dares to cup lance’s cheek with his hand. Lance blushes up to his ears.

“Lance you do things that I could never do. You lift the team up. You’re good with plans and knowing when to fight and when to run. You keep this team together.”

“Then why can’t I keep you?”

Keith’s hand drops. He feels floored. Air escapes his lungs in a rush. He blinks several times as he tries to compose himself. As he tries to build up his walls again in the face of Lance’s brutal honesty.

“I didn’t leave so you could stay.” He swallows. “But I knew I could leave, because the team still had you and Shiro.”

Lance pouts. He’s not satisfied but he knows this isn’t the place to argue. He falls forward until his head thumps against Keith’s shoulder.

“Come back in one piece, you hear?”

Keith wraps his arms around Lance’s middle. He tries to burn the feel of his jacket, the warmth, the weight against his chest into his memory. He isn’t sure when the next time he’ll be able to do this again. 

“I will.”

Lance chuckles. It surprises Keith.

“I can’t believe you’re not embarrassed hugging me in front of your new dad.”

“He’s not my new dad.”

“But do you think he’ll yell at you if he sees you getting sentimental?”

Keith hums.

“Yeah, but I’ll fight him.” He chuckles and squeezes Lance tighter.

“My money’s on Kolivan.”

“Hey,”

“Dude, you’re tiny. Have you seen you with the other blades? It’s hilarious.” Lance laughs into Keith’s chest. It’s warm and rumbles pleasantly. Keith smiles and melts further into the couch.