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    Knowing that your team loves and trust you no matter what and believing it are two very different things

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    It's a difficult thing to go from secretly crushing on your school rival at a distance to sharing a tentative psychic connection with him, an audience of three other people, and an assorted collection of sentient machines.

    Harder still to watch that crush come to be something more.

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    He’s aware of Lance talking to him, but he’s still too asleep to try to decipher whatever it is he’s blabbering about. He only starts paying attention when one of Lance’s hands goes to the drawstring of his pajama pants.

    “Whoa, what are you doing?” He asks, slapping Lance’s hand away, cheeks warm.

    “You,” Lance starts, pointing at him (and Keith notices that for all he’s made fun of him for the last forever for them, he’s wearing his fingerless gloves), “are not screwing up my skin care routine, man.”

    (AKA: the one where Keith and Lance switch bodies.)

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    “C’mon, Keith, buddy, pal, my man,” Lance wiggles pitifully in his direction, lips pursed into a faux pout.

    Keith smirks.

    “Oh, I don’t know,” Keith teases, and squats just outside of Lance’s reach. “Maybe if you ask nicely.”

    Really?” Lance whines at him, but then sighs and says, soft as butter, “Could you uncuff me, pretty please?”

    (Or: Three times there were handcuffs.)

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    Pidge is still close —closer than is entirely comfortable if he has to be honest— giving him an evaluating glance. Lance doesn’t really know where to look, other than up her nose— but that grows old pretty fast. So he looks at himself in the reflection of her glasses. And squints.

    He touches his own face for the first time since waking up— and feels the roughness of his chin.

    “I have stubble,” he says, and the words are as alarmed as they can be even though they still sound slightly slurred, slightly off.

    Pidge blinks a couple of times at him, and finally retracts into a more comfortable distance.

    “Well, yeah,” she says. “You are like, what? 22? 23 in a couple of months?”

    “I’m feeling— I’m feeling a little queasy,” he says then, with bright spots of color dancing in front of his eyes as he thinks 22.

    Suddenly, a bucket gets shoved against his face. He takes hold of it with clammy fingers and he leans on his side so he can... use it. Thoroughly.

    “I’m having Garrison flashbacks,” he hears Pidge say.
     

    (Or: Lance is stung by an alien bug, loses his memories temporarily and makes assumptions about his and Keith's relationship. Also, Pidge cheats at Uno.)

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