[that voice. that song. lance can't focus on anything else but the human approaching him. he's lucky his instinct is to shrink into the water a bit more, because there's no way he wouldn't get caught otherwise right now.
[keith's voice has gotten just a little lower, but it's still rough in just the right way, and that laugh may as well be a spear through the heart.
[he did miss him. he missed him every day, however strange it was.
[lance, ever the brightest crayon in the box, starts to move under the water. he's swimming too close to the surface here; the sun will reflect on these scales.]
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Date: 2016-10-27 09:26 am (UTC)[keith's voice has gotten just a little lower, but it's still rough in just the right way, and that laugh may as well be a spear through the heart.
[he did miss him. he missed him every day, however strange it was.
[lance, ever the brightest crayon in the box, starts to move under the water. he's swimming too close to the surface here; the sun will reflect on these scales.]