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Feelings | keith kogane

"Wait." Keith interrupted. Lance sighed.

"What?"

"Cows can't knock."

"Keith!"

>> timeskip <<

Keith sunk down the wall farther, having had the longer than it needed to be argument with Lance on knock-knock jokes and cows' abilities to participate in them. He sighed, looking at the ceiling with a bored expression. It had only been an hour after the leaking of his memory. He was still sticking to his decision to not leave his room, and nothing could convince him otherwise. He heard a quiet wrinkle of paper, causing him to look down. A small corner was exposed underneath his door. He pulled it towards him, turning over the two pieces of paper in his hands. His eyes skimmed over the first with a bored expression.

I'm sorry my machine exposed you but if you really didn't want everyone to see that then you shouldn't have thought of it. You can really only blame yourself. Now stop throwing a pity party and get over yourself.

Pidge

Keith scoffed before crumbling the paper, throwing it in the trash, and reading over the next one.

I don't really know what happened in your memory, but I thought it was really cute that you wrote someone a love letter. She obviously didn't deserve it though. You're an amazing guy and I would give anything to get a letter like that from you. Anyways, if it makes you feel any better, I've written a little love letter for you. So, it's even Steven, in a way. The deal, however, is that you have to leave your room to get it. Good luck <3

Keith's cheeks turned scarlet as he read the words. This was a joke, right? This had to be a joke. He stood up, grabbing a notebook from his desk. He flipped a few pages in, searching for where everyone insisted on signing, "just in case anything ever happened to one of them". He found it and held the paper next to each scrawl.

It was too neat to be Hunk's, it was too straight to be Allura's, it wasn't small enough to be Pidge's, it wasn't slanted enough to be Lance's, and it wasn't smushed together enough to be Coran's. Which left... You. You were the only one whose letters matched up perfectly. Keith inhaled sharply as he came to the realization that it was you had written this. His heartbeat sped up and his stomach churned as butterflies flew around. It was a wonderful feeling, the feeling that you would like him back.

But that feeling was immediately stomped on by his anxiety. His mind wandered. This is just gonna be a repeat of what happened all those years ago. Everyone was gonna laugh in his face because he actually thought someone could love him. This made his blood boil and instead of doing something civil, he stood up angrily and stormed down the hall, ready to confront you.

>> timeskip <<

A loud, obnoxious knock echoed from your door. You raised your eyebrows and glanced over your shoulder.

"Come in." You shouted.

The door slid, and you watched as a disgruntled Keith stepped in. You sighed in relief, scared that he wouldn't have been able to figure out it was you or if he did, he'd reject the entire gesture. You gave a small smile, going to speak but immediately being cut off.

"Is this some sort of joke?" He asked, holding up a crumpled piece of paper that you assumed was your note. Your face fell, confused as to why he sounded so angry.

"Keith, what do you- "

"You can't just... Make a fake love letter because you wanna make me feel better! I know you like helping people but that's not the right way to do it (Y/n)!" He shouted. Your eyes widened.

"A fake love letter? Keith, no! God, no! I've liked you since... Christ, I can't even remember! There's nothing fake in this letter." You replied, giving him the larger piece of paper. He looked at it, still mildly afraid of reading it, but he did.

His heart was thumping as he read the words. They were so beautifully crafted that he was completely perplexed. You spoke of him so highly and everything you described seemed like something he would say about you. His cheeks became red and he glanced at you. You shrugged slightly, leaning back.

"It's really cheesy, I know, but- "

That's all you got out, the feelings of his lips against your interrupting your speech. Something inside of you happened. You weren't sure what it was or how to describe it, but something definitely happened. You felt like gravity was working everywhere but where you were standing. Like someone grabbed a spoon and stirred up your insides. Like someone ran into you and knocked all the air out of your lungs.

His lips were soft and felt perfect against yours, his kiss a euphoric thing you never knew you could feel. You wrapped your arms around his neck, slowly winding them into his hair. He placed his hands on your waist, pulling you as close as he could get you. He too felt like this was something he would never get to feel. Like he wasn't allowed to have something as perfect as this. Someone as perfect as you.

"I love you, Keith." You whispered, pulling away slightly. Keith smiled slightly.

"I love you too."