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A little tongue in cheek!
Five times Lance helped Keith make the perfect bouquet for a secret recipient. And one time where he didn't have to pretend to be happy about it.
A cheesy, fluffy, feel good fic.
Follow Lance and Keith over six months of bouquets and flower language lessons.
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24 Feb 2026
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this was actually so perfect my heart is so full WHEN IS IT MY TURN BRUHB I CANT WAIKTTTTT
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Lance has been hopelessly crushing on his best friend since high school and today it’s hitting extra hard. But since he’s required to be at this party anyways he might as well use it to his advantage and drink the feelings away. If only that worked the way he’d intended.
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16 Feb 2026
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Lance figures that he should probably be freaking out about the fact that he can't remember anything and definitely has amnesia, but the much more pressing matter is the fact that he's obviously been kidnapped. So, he's freaking out about that instead.
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07 Feb 2026
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He winces. This one is…bad. He’s reminded, painfully, of the first time he ever witnessed Lance have an episode, hunched over a toilet bowl and shaking so bad Keith had been convinced he was seizing. The then-Blue Paladin had begged him, in between gags and heaves, not to tell anyone. Keith, who had only really known him for six months, six months of near-constant arguing broken up only by rare moments of true teamwork, who had barely considered them friends, had already been halfway out the door, Coran’s name on his tongue.
Keith had been scared shitless. He didn’t know what was wrong, but he knew enough to know that it was serious, that Lance was in real danger. His mind flashed to poisoning from a backstabbing ally, alien sickness a human immune system couldn’t fight off. A million different worst-case scenarios had rushed through his head, making Keith want to throw up himself.
But the terror in Lance’s eyes had scared him a thousand times more than whatever was wrong with him. So he had swallowed his fear, then, and kept his mouth shut, placing a tentative hand on Lance’s back as he vomited and carefully watched the door.
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OR: Lance gets migraines.Bookmarked by gracewrites101
06 Feb 2026
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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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