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Keith and Lance have been together more than 5 years. In all of those years, the two have celebrated Valentine’s Day every single year. This year, though, things are a little different.
Now, they have a baby.
Or; Keith and Lance celebrate Valentine's Day with a new friend.
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11 Jun 2026
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Lance is a familiar, cursed with the inability to shift or find his soul witch. The curse is getting worse, his time is running out. Meeting Keith feels like a blessing and a curse. Unsure how long he's got left, he treasures every moment with Keith.
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- Part 9 of Klance Trope Month 2026
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31 May 2026
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“I already told you, I don’t have hypothermia,” Lance says. “I’m okay. I’m just really, really cold.”
Keith raises an eyebrow. “What do you think hypothermia is?”
“Oh, don’t get all technical. I—”
His body betrays him by breaking out into another fit of shivers, so violent they leave him dizzy, his vision dark at the edges.
It knocks most of the fight out of him, and he sits there for a moment, feeling miserable and pathetic.
“Look,” Keith says, his voice low and infuriatingly kind, “you can drop the act. I know you. I can tell when you’re not okay.”
Lance stares at him, feeling exposed and cut to the bone.
“I could get better on my own,” he says.
“You won’t,” Keith tells him bluntly. “Not unless you let me help you.”
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Getting stranded in a cave during a blizzard is bad. Having to rely on Keith Kogane for warmth is… complicated. Lance survives the night. Figuring out what it meant is another story.
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31 May 2026
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“Hey, you free tonight? There’s a party I’m gonna be at, and, well, I was hoping you’d come out? I can send you the location.”
Keith coughed. “Uh, I—”
“Yeah?” Lance prompted, playful, expectant.
“Yeah—Yeah.”
“Soooo, 9:30?”
“...I can do that.”
Keith and Lance fall in love, propose, marry, and build a home together. But, just not in that order.
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30 May 2026
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“Do you have a deathwish?” The phoenix answers him with a question this time, apparently intent on dodging the question about its name. Maybe it’s for the best, Lance’s mama always warned him that he tended to get attached to things once he’d named them. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath.
He isn’t going to get attached this time.
Making sure that he’s still holding the phoenix’s attention, he reaches down and pushes his cloak aside, then lifts his shirt. There, bright red and ugly against his hip, are three long slashes. They aren’t scars, they aren’t healed in the slightest, they’re still red and open wounds. They don’t hurt, not in the physical sense, but Lance can’t help the repulsion he feels whenever he looks at them.
“Not a deathwish, a death sentence.”
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28 May 2026