Lance and Keith live in a world where your 'soulmate' and you are connected by skin. Whatever you write on yours, appears on theirs. One rule- you're not able to write your name. ---- - BIG ASS DISCLAIMER: I started writing this before Shiro was confirmed gay, in a time when Shallura was incredibly popular, so it includes that ship, but it's just minor mentions.

1 week power-saving drill. The heats off. 3 blankets, 2 pairs have to share a bed. Lance is warm. (i was 14/15 when i wrote this, i'm now 20 and really wish i had the patience to go through and edit this story because i did my favourite character keith a HUGE injustice im so sorry my main man 😔)