Hammocks
The breeze whispers in both of their ears, delicate reminders of time on earth lost to a war in space. It's gentle, balmy and the perfect addition to the weather of this gorgeous postcard vacation planet. The skies are a glorious gold color, fading into a dusty rose as one of the suns set. It's strangely peaceful for the circumstances, considering they both just risked their lives to free this planet from Galra tyranny. This is their reward, a chance to relax and be alone together.
Keith turns and looks up at Lance, who is staring at the sky, eyes blank as he watches the clouds roll by. He knows this is reminding him of home, memories that are bitter because they're so far away and sweet because anything that reminds him of home is a blessing. Keith can't say he can relate- he has always been unsatisfied, looking for something more. Something he seems to have found, not in a time or a place but a person.
Lance feels Keith's gaze and smiles, turning his face down towards the other boy. "What's on your mind?"
"You," he answers simply, snuggling closer to his little piece of forever. Lance leans down and presses a kiss to his forehead.
They lay in the hammock for the rest of the night, and they're still there when the other Paladins find them and wake them up in the morning