She shuddered and buried her face in the crook of his neck, voice muffled, “I-I’m sorry!” she wailed, “But he was being mean to her!” she explained.
Keith stopped. Mean to who?
“Her?” he asked.
“Yes,” Raven sniffed, rubbing her runny nose with the sleeve of her jacket, “Vicky.”
He cast his eyes down towards Mrs. Hillam’s hips where a little boy stood, pouting, his eyes red and puffy and his cheeks pink from frustration. A paper towel was rather aggressively shoved up his nostril. That’s my girl! Keith thought proudly.
Or Keith is a very caring older brother who works too much and sometimes lets his anger issues get the better of him and Lance just so happens to meet him at the wrong time in the wrong outift...
”So, you mean to tell me that there’s no one to pick you up?” He looked at her in disbelief. Who would let a six-year-old girl walk home all alone so late? He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“But, there’s gotta be someone who takes care of you?” he tried asking, but she just shrugged and continued tying her shoes. Just when Lance thought he wouldn’t get an answer, she spoke.
“I live with my big bro but he’s working so I have to go alone.”
Or AU where Keith has a little sister and is struggling to raise her all by himself and Lance falls in love with a mess of a person who lives in a run-down complex somewhere in Manhattan.