“Now, once I call out your groups, I want you all to come together and come up with your topic, alright?” Coran explained, looking through the packet.
“Yes, Professor,” The class answered in unison.
“Pidge, you’ll be with Hunk,” Coran called out after listing about six groups before them.
Pidge and Hunk looked at each other, clearly frustrated that they didn’t get their respected usual partners.
“If you touch my computer, you’re dead, Garrett,” Pidge hissed under their breath.
Hunk shrunk in his seat and leaned away from Pidge.
“Keith, you’ll be working with Lance,” Coran called afterwards. He gave the two a stern look. “And don’t rip each other’s throats out, please.”
Lance spit-taked his caramel-mocha latte with extra cream and sugar, and Keith’s head shot up from the table.
TLDR: Lance and Keith get paired up for a class project but they hate each other. Keith has demons, Lance has demons, Keith won't tell lance his demons, problems occur. Established relationship probably around the middle of the fic.
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02 Aug 2019