Multi Fandom X Non-Binary Reader One Shots

Feelings | keith kogane

The scene began clearing up, a vivid image of Keith as a young boy on the screen. You smiled, your stomach twisting itself into knots as you watched him. He was writing something, his hand moving in quick successions. You wondered why it was in the third person point of view. If it was his memory, shouldn't it be in his point of view? You shrugged, must have been something Pidge tweaked with.

Young Keith set down the pencil he was writing with down, picking up the paper and staring at it. His lips parted slightly as he silently read the words he had written down. He inhaled before nodding, folding the paper and stuffing it into his pocket. Keith walked to his door, pressing the keypad for it to open. He walked down the hall, his eyes darting all around him nervously and keeping one hand pressed against his pocket. He came to a stop in front of a door, staring at it intently.

Young Keith's hands began to shake as he pulled the paper from out of his pants. He glanced at it before glancing at the door. You watched him swallow before he slipped it in the crack of the door, that way the next time someone opened it, it would fall in front of them. He sighed, walking back down the hall and to his room.

The scene changed, this time in the simulation room of the Galaxy Garrison. Keith pushed open the door, his walk confident but you could tell from the look on his face that something was bothering him. His eyes darted around, taking in everyone that was there. Of the people, there was a girl who was holding a piece of paper and upon seeing her, you could hear the memory Keith gasp quietly. You watched, having an uneasy feeling about what would happen next.

"Hey! Look, everyone! It's that loser who wrote that stupid love note!" One of the kids from the screen shouted.

The non-memory Keith's eyes widened, knowing now exactly what memory you were watching. He pushed through everyone, yanking the screen from your hands. He watched for a few more seconds, horrified that this was what decided to play. He glanced up, everyone's eyes on him. Keith growled, pulling the helmet off his head and slamming it on the table. He tossed the tablet aside, storming away and down the hall.

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Keith's face seemed to be in a permanent scowl as he sat in his room, his door locked and refusing any type of contact. It was no surprise that he was agitated. Hell, one of his most embarrassing moments was not only broadcast to his teammates, but also to you. He didn't even wanna think about how you might feel about him now. Keith leaned his head back, dropping it against the wall. In doing so, he heard footsteps.

"Hey, Keith? It's me, Hunk. I uh... I brought you some goo..." Hunk said through the door. Keith rolled his eyes, not moving from the spot he was in.

"Well... Um... I guess I'll just leave it outside then." Hunk said, dropping the packages in front of the door. Mere minutes had passed when footsteps were heard once again.

"Knock knock, Mullet." Lance's voice said from the other side. Keith glared forward.

"I'm not opening the door, Lance." He replied.

"What? Ugh no, I'm making a knock-knock joke."

"A knock-knock joke? What the hell is that?" Keith asked.

"You're kidding, right? Like that's actually gotta be a joke." Lance replied, not being able to wrap his mind around the possibility that Keith didn't know what a knock-knock joke was.

"No, I'm not joking."

"Oy vey. When I say, 'knock knock', you say 'who's there', okay?" Lance said. Keith let his eyebrows drop before sighing.

"Okay."

"Knock knock."

"Who's there?"

"Good! Now I'm gonna say "interrupting cow" and you're gonna say- "