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James smiled when Keith grabbed his face, pulling him into a rough kiss. He backed them towards the wall, pulling their hips together. "Fuck I missed you." Keith said when they separated, leaning their foreheads together. "Me too. I thought you-" James swallowed. "I thought you died."
"Wow, I'm gone for a couple years and you assume the worst."
"Keith, a lot of people died. Adam-"
"I know. I've been back for a month. I know Adam's dead, and our entire class except for Hunk. Half our teachers, most of the kids from grade school. But I'm not worried about them, I'm worried about you. I loved you, James. I still love you."
James cupped his face. "I love you too. But I- Keith, I'm not in love with you anymore." James sighed and let his hands fall to Keith's chest. "When you disappeared, hell, when you fucking dumped me the second you left the Garrison, I was furious. I wanted to hate you so badly, but I couldn't. I was so stupidly in love with you that I couldn't. But it's been five years. It took a while, but I- I got over you."
Keith shrugged. "There doesn't have to be feelings. We can just fuck."
James rolled his eyes. "Wow, what a great response. 'You don't have to love me, you can just fuck me'. Real sweet. But I'm already sleeping with someone. "
"Exclusively?"
James arched an eyebrow. "What?"
"Are you sleeping with him exclusively? Is it just him, or are you open to other options?" Keith asked, leaning into him again.
James' eyes flicked from Keith's lips to his eyes. "Keith…."
"If you don't want to sleep with me James, that's fine. But tell me right now, because if you do, I'm dragging you into the nearest dorm and fucking you until you can't walk. If not, I'll walk away right now and we never have to speak about us again."
"That's a terrible idea. We always end up fucking each other up." James states as Keith leans in more, to where their noses are almost touching."
James's breath hitched, and Keith grinned. "Yes, or no James?"
"Fuck you." He hissed before grabbing Keith by the hair and kissing him. It was all teeth, and bruising, but that was exactly how they were with each other.
They stumbled down the hall to James's room and fell onto the bed, uniforms and armor flying onto the floor.
"We're bad for each other." James said after as he held Keith's face, tracing his scar with his thumb. "I don't think so. I think we're just so alike we get lost in each other."
"We're only alike because of fucking trauma, Keith. When people say couples should share experiences, that's not what they mean."
"I know that." Keith huffed. "I really wish we weren't. You're an amazing boyfriend."