Klance
Dragon/magic/medieval AU
Request from DRAMAticalNoiz
Go fuck yourselves
May have sexual content
Idk yet
Keith sat silently, watching white clouds roll in the azure sky. His hair rustled in the gentle breeze, legs swinging off the ledge.
"Keith? Hey, Keith!"
"Up here!"
The taller, darker skinned man pivoted, snapping his head up. He huffed, placing his hands on his waist. "Keith, is the roof just your go-to?" He mused, tilting his head.
Keith shrugged. "Guess so, Hunk."
Hunk chuckled, with a shake of his head. "Well, come on in. Supper is just about ready."
"Mkay. I'll be down in a tick."
~
Keith sat in the corner of a dark room, one single, small candle casting long shadows and offering little light. He licked his dry lips and looked up at the pale man laying in the bed beside the only window.
"Shiro..." The young man murmured, tilting his head back to rest on the wall. "Will you please wake up?"
~
Another quiet day with clear skies and soft breezes. The green grass danced slowly as the branches of distant trees waved. Keith helped Katie and Allura in the gardens and with the animals while Hunk stayed in the house and cleaned with Coran.
Katie used her abilities to heal bruised and insect bitten fruits and vegetables. "We have plenty of ripe plants this year." The girl mused, everything she picked gathered in her apron.
Allura hummed with a smile. "Yes. We have been fruitful this year."
Keith raised his basket of pickings. "Hunk will make us feast tonight."
Katie grinned. "About time, I say."
All three laughed softly, then froze at a distant rumbling.
Allura blinked, then raised her head to look at the sky. "There's no storm coming..."
"And it wasn't from the ground." Katie added softly, then their gazes all snapped to the distant mountains as the rumbling sounded again.
"Dragon?" Allura whimpered, stepping back.
Keith shook his head, placing his hand on the small of Allura's back. "Can't be. They were all killed a hundred years ago. The last was slain by Zarkon and Lotor."
Katie huffed. "I still doubt they killed the last one. Those two are liars and thieves. I still have issues believing they fought any Dragon, let alone the last hundred."
"Let's just go inside. I'm sure it's just another battle." Keith urged them towards the house.
~
Keith jolted awake to a low, weak, nearby rumbling. He slowly sat up, rolling his neck that now ached from sleeping in the wooden chair. Keith glanced to the man resting on the bed then looked out the window.
He stood up, narrowing his eyes. Another low rumble sounded, a low-pitched, groveling whine following. Something large dragged itself from the tree line. Keith's eyes widened and he rushed out.
Coran stood in the kitchen, looking up as Keith hurried in. "Where are you going so late?"
"There's something by the trees." Keith responded, grabbing his gauntlets and fastening them on his forearms. "I'm going to check it out."
