The night was a long and peaceful one. The two paladin's slept soundly in one another's arms. There was no fear of nightmares nor memories of the past. There was not hatred or rivalry. There was no cold to seep between the two bodies. Only warmth and a new found comfort, maybe even something more. Given the circumstances, the only light that flooded into the room was not that of the sun filtered through windows, but instead automatic lights shining from the ceiling. A signal that the sleeping hours had ended yet despite this, the two lumps on the bed made no sign of waking let alone leaving. Faint snores was the only evidence of life in the room. A few footsteps echoed outside the door but no one dared to wake those sleeping inside the bedroom. Shiro's explanation of what was behind the closed door left everyone in the castle in a state of giddy excitement as they waiting for the two to emerge.

Lance shifted in the bed an hour after everyone else in the castle had woken up. One of his arms laid trapped under Keith's neck while the other rested on his stomach. Waking up was never one of Lance's strong suits. Even during emergencies it takes a few minutes, even more, for the blue paladin to completely wake up and be aware of his surroundings. So at this moment, Lance's eyes only opened half way. Staring at nothing in particular as his brain failed to register the metal roof but somehow feeling the hot breath brushing against his shoulder. Acting on instincts Lance turned around wrapping his free arm behind the body in his bed. Snuggling his head in the space under the stranger's jaw. Cuddling him like a teddy bear. As a child who often spent many nights sleeping with his mother due to restless nightmares that plagued his dreams, Lance had developed a comforting habit of hugging her during his sleep by accident. It reminded him that she was still there and majority of the time, feeling her chest rise and fall was the only lullaby that lulled him to sleep on his worse nights. Yet somehow, feeling the stranger's chest move with each breath was more comforting than his mother's. His breathing also sounded much softer to his ears. Making him completely melt into the stranger. Pulling him closer. Taking in his smell.

Although Lance's fuzzy brain also failed to notice the person waking up due to his tight hold. It took Keith a minute at the least to figure out what was happening. He was shocked of course but the emotion was soon overwhelmed with a wave of warmth that flooded his chest. A rare smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. It…it was nice. Lance's touch. During his life, Keith never knew what a mother's comforting touch was like and barley remembered what it felt like to be held by his father. Those facts didn't bother him much growing up because how could someone crave something they barley remembered? Sure he's been hugged by friends before but the way Lance was holding him now…it felt different. An odd feeling unable to be put into exact words but his best explanation or guess was, it is what it feels like to be hugged by a loved one. To crave their touch was something Keith had never experience before. Yet in this moment, he didn't want Lance to let go. He didn't want it to end, he wanted to be held by this person until the end of time. What was wrong with him?

"Are you always this clingy?" Keith questioned, without complaint but Lance didn't need to know that.

The boy resting under his chin slowly pulled away but a hand lingered on Keith's waist. Lance look up at him with bleary eyes. The red paladin could almost see his brain twisting and turning as it tried to figure out what was happening.

"Keith?"

There it was. Keith continued to smile as he lifted a hand and lightly flicked sleepy boy's forehead. Resulting in a whinny moan of protest. "Who else?"

Lance removed his hand from Keith waist (to his dismay) and rubbed his forehead with a deep scowl. One that the red paladin was often seen wearing. "Well a good morning to you too," he grumbled with a croaky throat. Last night's events were still evident in the grouchy boy. Even his eyes still retained the puffy, red look.

"How are you feeling?" Keith blurted out.

Lance looked up at him with hazy eyes and a raised eyebrow. Still he got no answer as instead Lance burrowed his head back into Keith's chest. The red paladin chuckled lightly. Obviously the boy still wasn't fully awake yet but at the very least he seemed okay. Last night's storm had come to pass and with it came a new found relationship. Keith wrapped his arms back around Lance, savoring the feeling of the boy's warm breath against his chest. Even in Lance's fogged up brain, there was something about Keith's presence that calmed him, drawing him back into a deep slumber. Last night's advents became an unimportant blur. Maybe he wasn't as alone up here as he had first thought.

"So is there something you want to tell me?" Shiro asked curiously. Keith noticed that if he looked close enough a cheeky smirk ghosted over the older man's lips.

It was about midday in Earth hours when he had decided to slip from the blue paladin's grip, leaving for some much needed food considering he had missed dinner. Shiro was already settled at the bench when he walked in. The others were nowhere to be seen. Keith was getting ready to fill two bowls of food goo - one for Lance if he got hungry after he woke up – when Shiro asked the question. He almost spilt food goo all over the counter.

"W-what?" he stuttered turning to face the smug man.

Shiro laid his cheek on his open palm, staring up at Keith with raised eyebrows. "I'm talking about you and Keith last night," he answered, "You're lucky it was only me who saw you two together."

Keith groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. "Look, Lance was having a really bad night and I couldn't just leave him alone, I had to do something," he tried to explained but Shiro's grin only widened.

"And by doing something that meant sleeping with him?"

"I have a feeling I know what you're thinking nothing like that happened!"

Shiro laughed at the Keith's flustered reaction. Hey, no one said that Space Dad couldn't have a little fun. "Keith, Keith, I'm joking," he chuckled, "Even so we all knew there was something between you two, honestly it was more of a relief to see you two together then it was a surprise."

"Relief?" Keith repeated.

Shiro got up from his seat and placed a hand on Keith's shoulder. "It was a relief because I was beginning to worry that you two would ignore the feelings you had for each other," he explained, "So congrats man."

And with that he left. Keith's jaw dropped as he stared at the hall Shiro had exited down. He couldn't just leave like that?! Did everyone know about their feelings for one another except them?! Resting his elbows on the bench, Keith held his head in his hands. A dark blush burned his cheeks red. He couldn't believe it.

It only took a week for the team to get over the newfound relationship between the red and blue paladin. Although Pidge was often found sneaking behind the two with an altean camera. When it came to sleeping hours, it was very rare to find Lance sleeping without his other half. He had explained to Keith that when they were together the nightmares and memories of the past never came to disturbed his sleep. Keith agreed. Neither could bare to be apart.

And that's how they wanted to stay. Together. Who knew a long lasting rivalry could lead to something completely opposite?

Hey! wasn't sure if I was gonna do another chapter yet here we are! Sorry it's a lot shorter but I'm fairly happy with it and I hope you are too.

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