So I have this headcanon.
That Lance smells like sunshine, like freshly cut grass and heat flooding into concrete. The way a city smells midday in the middle of July. He’s all hot heat that burns your lungs, his skin always warm to the touch, running just a little too hot.
Whilst Keith smells like pine trees and fresh snow. That first gulp of winter wind, that you feel straight down to your bones. He’s always a little cooler, not cold, just cooler to touch.
Which is strange since Keith’s lion is the guardian of fire, and Lance’s lion is guardian of water. But in the middle of a battle, Keith is red hot anger and pure force of will. And Lance is cool flow or crashing waterfalls of power. And nothing gets Keith as flushed and warm as an argument with Lance. And nothing makes Lance as cool and calm as when he’s doling out shitty one liners to make Keith blush.
And this headcanon got away from me. It was mostly about the way I think they smell. Ah well.