Heith
I just realized I haven't done one with Hunk
My poor yellow sunshine baby
He is too pure for these filthy oneshots
My darling
My sweetie
My Gordon Ramsey in Space
My precious
Keith groaned as large, warm arms wrapped around him and dragged him down.
"You need to relax." The yellow paladin hummed, rocking slightly.
"Oh, yeah. 'Cause relaxing in the middle of a giant space war is a food idea." Keith grumbled, but nuzzled into his bigger boyfriend.
Hunk sniggered. "That true. But, I suppose, it's more of the end."
Keith furrowed his brows, tilting his head back to look up at Hunk. "Huh? The end? We have no idea how much longer this will go on."
The yellow paladin looked up to the ceiling in thought. "We're going to end this war, though, right?"
"Definitely. I'm not dying until it's over."
Hunk chuckled. "Well, then it's almost the end compared to the ten-thousand years it's been going on."
Keith hummed and nodded. "Ah, okay. I get it. Then, yeah. It is almost the end."
"See? So relax."
"The war is still going on, doofus."
"There will always be some kind of conflict, Keith." Hunk mused, squeezing the red paladin tighter and rubbing his cheek into Keith's hair. "You need to relax at some point."
Keith slumped, then buried himself in Hunk. "Fine. Just this once."
Hunk laughed. "That's what you said last time, babe."
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So, I lied. There's WiFi at the hotel, so I got on to make this little treat for you guys before I leave for a good long while. :)
