A/N: Remember when I said I would personally make Heith content well here you go.
prided himself for keeping a level head most of the time. When times got tough,
he knew he could trust himself to not get into a panic and think of a way
forward. It was just who he was.
To be fair,
the entire situation kind of threw him off a little bit. There he was, brooding
as he normally did, when a certain yellow paladin came bursting into his room
with a bright smile on his face, telling him that he needed an assistant chef
and apparently it was Keith’s (un)lucky day.
rotated ‘assistants’ between Pidge and Lance. Apparently he’d had Shiro once but
that ended up as a disaster. As much as the paladins admired Shiro as a leader,
he was terrible in the kitchen. Hunk never asked Allura or Coran, not that
Keith could blame him; Altean food was really weird so he tended to avoid them
like the plague, even though they offered to help on many occasions:
never asked Keith before. Not once.
And Keith had to admit that though he knew
he shouldn’t have been bothered by it, he kind of was. Every time Hunk would go
into the common room, declaring his assistant for the day, a bit of Keith got…hopeful.
Though he knew he would ultimately turn him down in that suave, cool way he
adopted, at least he would have been acknowledged.
never was. At least, not until today.
please help me out today?”
It was so
out of the blue that, though Keith had initially planned to decline, he found
himself stuttering out a “Yeah, sure,” and was whisked away by the incredibly
happy yellow paladin.
Keith had ventured throughout the ship plenty of times, he hardly went into the
kitchen unless it was for water or a snack. Usually when Hunk was cooking,
Keith was in another room, so he was surprised when Hunk turned back to him in
the kitchen with…a yellow apron?
“Okay, so I
was doing a bit of experimenting earlier and I think I can make the Altean equivalent of cupcakes.”
paladin’s eyes shot up. When was the last time he’d ever had a cupcake? Back when
he was still in the garrison? Before?
It had been so long. There was a bakery close to his home that sold the best
ones he’d ever had. He’d gone there every Saturday as a kid with his dad and he’d
always get the chocolate one with the strawberry on top. The entire place just
smelled of good food and comfort and home.
get your hopes up, okay? Last time I tried to bake, well…”
cookies saved us in the end, so don’t worry about,” Keith said
matter-of-factly. “If they’re inedible maybe Coran could use them to jumpstart
chuckled as he went to fetch the ingredients. “Okay, that was a good one. Let’s
made cupcakes before.”
and looked back him. “I’ll guide you through it. Don’t worry about it.”
And then he
smiled and, quiznak, it was like his
joy practically radiated from him and Keith, well, he couldn’t help but smile
back, albeit softly. It’s not like he could help it. Hunk’s joy was practically
contagious. He was like a bright sunny day, and though they were in the middle
of space and Earth’s sun was a ton of lightyears away…Hunk was becoming more
and more like the paladin’s sun.
Maker, that sounded like something out of one of those terrible teen romance
forced out of his thoughts when Hunk placed a large bag of…whatever in his
hands. It nearly knocked the wind out of him and he almost stumbled, but Hunk
okay there Keith?”
was like electricity. Keith rushed out of it as soon as he could, not expecting
it, not knowing what else to do.
slightly taken aback and, disappointed? Keith couldn’t tell. Usually Hunk was
an open book, but at that exact moment he was difficult to read. Like he didn’t
want Keith to know how exactly he was feeling.
heavily settled in. Red and yellow were on opposite sides of the kitchen, not
daring to say or do anything.
cleared his throat. “So uh, what did you want me to do with this?” He gestured
at the bag in his arms.
washed over Hunk’s. “Um, yeah, there’re some jugs in the cabinet over there.
Altean measurement is pretty weird, but just take the medium one and measure
two of those.”
nodded mechanically and set to work. The two of them soon relaxed into a routine.
Hunk was doing most of the talking, he didn’t seem to mind it much either and any
of the previous awkwardness was melted away.
they worked was pretty methodical. Hunk would ask Keith for a spoon or direct
him to certain places for weird ingredients. Keith didn’t do any of the actual
baking, which he was fine with. Hunk looked like he knew what he was doing.
was one thing Keith noticed over time. Throughout their time in the kitchen,
after that one incident, Hunk never touched him. And it wasn’t coincidentally either.
If the two of them were close, Keith noticed Hunk subtly adjust himself
slightly so they were further apart.
doing everything in his power to make Keith feel comfortable. He was joking
around and laughing so Keith was too busy enjoying himself to notice it at
first, but Hunk was adapting himself to accommodate him. It hit Keith in waves. It made him feel grateful that he would
go through such lengths for him. But at the same time…
At the same
time he thought about Hunk’s relationship with the others. About how he’d
ruffle Pidge’s hair, bump shoulders with Lance, sweep Allura up in a hug, high
five Shiro, pat Coran’s back. Hunk was a tactile person. He was affectionate. It was just who he was.
And now Keith yearned for the same. He wanted Hunk to touch him; ruffle his
hair, bump his shoulder, be swept up in those arms which he knew probably felt safe—
looking at him in concern. “I said we need to put these in the oven, but you
kind of zoned out there. Do you need to lie down? I can take it from here.”
fine.” He found that he said this almost too quickly. “I…”
I really like spending time with you.
concerned look didn’t leave, but Hunk put the cupcakes in the oven anyway and
set the timer for fifteen dobashes.
There was a
comfortable silence as Hunk cleared away the supplies after taking off his
apron. Keith stared after him contemplatively before finally asking him the question
that was plaguing his mind the whole time.
back at him in confusion.
always ask Pidge or Lance to help you out in the kitchen. Were they too busy
for you or something?”
thawed slightly. “You were the first one I asked today, actually. I thought it
would be good for you to get out of whatever headspace you’ve been in the past
never asked me before.”
paladin chuckled sheepishly. “Because I’d always assume you’d say no. And
honestly I couldn’t really stand the thought of—”
speaking abruptly, as though he’d said too much.
thought of what?”
sigh, Hunk palmed his face. “Please don’t make me say it.”
was curious. Whatever was going on was really bugging Hunk and making him
uncomfortable and wasn’t one way of getting rid of discomfort talking about it?
to me. What’s going on?”
away, avoiding eye contact. In that moment, Keith couldn’t help but think that
for someone so large he looked really small.
thought of rejection,” Hunk said slightly louder this time, still avoiding eye contact. And with the
way he said it, Keith knew immediately that he wasn’t talking about cooking
There was a
silence, but only externally. On the inside it was as if those words had opened
the floodgates that contained Keith’s emotions. He was swamped, floored, he
could barely stand up.
time. All this time.
say anything because I didn’t want to ruin the dynamic of the team. We work so
well together. I just…” Hunk trailed off and scratched the back of his head. “I’m
he seriously apologising?
“I didn’t know…”
have changed anything?”
If Keith had known that Hunk felt that way about him…
can act like this never happened. I don’t mind,” Hunk continued, taking Keith’s
silence as a ‘no’.
knew, he could see that Hunk minded. That
Hunk cared. That this was killing him.
walked up to him, closing the gap between them. He reached out to touch his arm,
hesitantly at first, before he placed it there completely.
have changed everything.”
at his words, completely overwhelmed.
something snapped and Keith was wrapped in his arms. And it was everything he
thought it would be. It felt safe. It felt like how that bakery he went to smelt.
It felt like home.
okay?” Hunk asked after a moment, remembering how Keith reacted to his touch
up at the yellow paladin before stretching up and pressing their lips together
in a soft kiss.
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i understand cassandra is targeting neda, but neda isn’t a regular player right now. had neda not gotten the fast forward thing THEN i’d understand targeting cassandra right now, but neda is safe for 3 more weeks. she needs to play for 3 weeks in the future, not now. she needs to make decisions that will make sure she gets past the first week of jury.
cassandra, while yes she is targeting neda, is NOT a threat. she has no solid allies (except for MAYBE gary who also throws her under the bus and maybe jackie?), she just lost someone who was loyal to her, she can’t win a comp and has no pull in the house (as neda would know since it took her less than 5 minutes to get demetres to do what she wanted him to do). cassandra will always be a target.
neda needs to worry about people who DO have an ally. she needs to worry about duos. she needs to worry about people who will rally up votes against her. cassandra at this very moment in time, is not a threat to her.
Hi everyone! This is hella important info for the blog so I hope everyone is listening (well, reading).
Since moving to England, I’ve had no time to write imagines. My queue only has two days worth of imagines now so I’m just letting you all know that gif imagines won’t be daily anymore. I may be able to make a bunch in the next week or two but it takes me a good 3 days to make 100 imagines and I rarely get 1 day off.
I’ll be moving back to Australia in September so I’ll be able to get regular things then but for now, it may be a little quiet.
I hope everyone understands and won’t unfollow me for this. Thank you for being so patient with me. :)