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Lance: (laughing with Hunk) (casually rests hand on sofa)

Keith: (staring at Lance’s hand w the intensity of a thousand suns) (to himself) Touch it, Keith. Grab that boy’s hand. It’s right there. It’s right there. You fucking- Coward, grab his hand! Hold his hand! Cradle his hand it’s RIGHT THERE, you’re literally dating him, just go for it you coward-

Lance: (to himself) Is this boy gonna hold my hand or what