Star-Crossed Rivals || [Keith x Reader]

Sacrificing the Castle

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Upon entering your room in the Castle, you realized just how big of a mess you left it in.

Your clothes were thrown on the bed, weapons and bags on the floor, and way too much dust accumulated on the shelves and table.

People usually said your space was a representation of your mind, and they were probably right.

You had been in such a rush all the time, you didn't even bother to tidy up a little.

Now that your head cleared up a bit and your revenge was over, you realized how much chaos you were in.

"Damn, how will I get all this into Red in time?" you asked yourself, sighing as you held the bridge of your nose.

The doors to Keith's room opened and he walked out with a box in his hands.

"I can help you," he replied as he passed you. "I'm done with my stuff."

You furrowed your brows, taking a few steps to your left and glancing into his now empty and spotless room. "All your stuff fit into this box?"

He nodded, before walking off. "I'll join you in a minute." Then he disappeared behind the corner of the corridor.

With the empty cardboard boxes in hand, you took a deep breath. "Alright, let's get this over with."

You quickly threw your clothes into one box. Most of the things you threw across the bed and floor were pretty clean still, so you shrugged and tossed them into the box as well.

You also decided to take the posters with you and decorate Red with it. Maybe she'd like it.

And of course, you couldn't forget the chain you once got from Tarzap, when he proposed to you. You smiled at the memory. A lot has happened since then.

You threw everything you had into the boxes. In the end, you had three of them; two of them were pretty heavy.

"I'm back," Keith announced, putting his arm on the door as he leaned on it. He scanned the room, before looking at the three boxes.

"Which one of these is the heaviest?" he asked, pointing to the boxes.

"These two are about the same weight," you replied. "I didn't fill up the one on the right all the way, so it's a little lighter."

"Mh," he hummed, before crouching down. You watched him as he stacked the two larger boxes on top of each other.

When he did it, it almost looked effortless. You could swear these boxes were really heavy, but it didn't look that way with Keith.

You glanced at his arms, the way his biceps tensed as he lifted the boxes. They were definitely not this big when you last saw him.

Wow, he really did change in those two years.