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2, 56, and 70 for Kent/swoops please? :)

2. “It reminded me of you.”

“What’s this?” Kent looked down at the tiny plant Jeff had handed over as soon as he stepped inside. He could hear Eric in the kitchen, bustling about. It smelled like berries in Kent’s house.

“It reminded me of you, that’s all,” Jeff said. It was a spiky little thing, a tiny cactus he’d seen at the store. It was a brilliant shade of purple.

“Aw,” Kent said, looking down at it again. He leaned forward then, pressing a soft kiss to Jeff’s mouth. “Thank you, babe.”

56. “It brings out your eyes.”

“Is that really the tie you’re wearing?” Kent asked. He was tying a fancy knot in his own sage green tie, not even looking as he did it. 

He looked perfect, like usual.

“What’s wrong with it?” Jeff asked, looking down. The tie was fine, right? It was a plain blue one. 

“Nothing,” Kent said, “it’s just boring as fuck.”

“Shut up,” said Jeff. 

“We’re buying you new stuff,” Kent said, “when we get home.”

And that was how they’d ended up in some fancy store Jeff couldn’t even remember the name of, looking at suits that cost way, way, way more money than seemed necessary. Even for a millionaire. 

Kent looked at the deep blue suit he’d had Jeff put on, chewing his lower lip. “Oh,” he said, after a moment, “I know. Hang on.”

Jeff blinked. Before he knew what was happening, Kent was back. He looped a bronze tie around Jeff’s neck, pulling on it a little. “This will be perfect,” he said. “It brings out your eyes.” He was standing close enough that Jeff could smell his cologne. Kent tilted his head to the side just a little and tied a knot in the necktie for Jeff. “There. Look.”

Jeff turned toward the mirror again. Honestly, he looked good. Really good. “Thank you,” Jeff said.

“Yeah,” said Kent, stepping back a little. “Don’t mention it.”

70. “You’re warm.”

Jeff laid a hand across Kent’s forehead. He frowned. “Hey, buddy,” he said, making sure to keep his voice soft.

Kent’s eyes opened. They looked a little glassy.

“You’re warm,” Jeff said. 

“It’s cold in here,” said Kent.

“I’m gonna get a thermometer, okay?” Jeff went to the bathroom, returning with a thermometer, some Tylenol, and a glass of water. “Put this under your tongue.”

Kent didn’t move. 

“Bud,” Jeff said. “Open up. C’mon –” he pushed the thermometer into Kent’s mouth. When it beeped, he took it back out. It read 100.6.

“Yep,” he said. “You’ve got a fever. Here, take this –” he handed Kent the Tylenol, then the water. “All right. Looks like we’re not going out tonight, huh?”

“I’m sorry,” Kent said. 

“It’s fine,” said Jeff. “I don’t care where we are when I’m with you.”

( 100 ways to say I love you prompts )

“You scare me,” she whispers into his sleeping chest. It was strange that this unexpected man was unlocking all the emotions she swore she’d never open again. “You might just be the one that makes everything ok, someone that might not leave when things get too hard. Someone that makes me truly happy. So for someone who’s been plagued with darkness for so long that she sees it as a fond friend, it’s terrifying that you’re going to pull me into the light.”
His reply was steady breathing and to shift in his sleep, squeezing her a little closer to his chest.
—  Excerpt from the book I’ll never write// while he was sleeping

pidge: keith i have a gay problem and need the help of a gay who is more experienced

keith: ok. what is it?

pidge: i like this girl but there’s no way she likes me back and i dunno what to do about it

keith: nothing. absolutely nothing. you do nothing, and then you do your best to ignore it but it’s just eating at you and it’s so hard to pretend it’s not there so then you watch ten thousand heteronormative hallmark movies but eventually you start getting daydreams about how great your life would be if you actually were dating and how much fun you’d have doing the cheesiest coupley stuff and you aren’t even paying attention to the hallmark movies anymore they’re just lights and sounds in the background of your daydreams but we’re in space so you don’t even have the hallmark movies so you just go straight to the daydreams and you get this idea in your head that if you two date you’ll finally be a happy functional person and you won’t have any more problems ever and you know that’s not true but you still wanna believe it anyway and now the crush is getting bigger and bigger and you’re even more of a mess and you talk to your friend about it since he says he’s always there if you need someone to listen so you think that’ll help a little bit but it turns out it doesn’t because your friend is an asshole and says “well why don’t you just tell him?” but if i could tell him then this wouldn’t. be a problem, shiro!

keith: (breathing heavily)



pidge: actually i think i’m gonna go to lance

keith: …good plan.

Things You Will See in This Video:

-Misha not able to speak properly but frustratedly trying to get his point across anyway
-Maison and West just positively cracking up with laughter
-Vicki desperately running away from the camera




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