Anniversary Date

[tempredmental]

WHO: Keith, Lance
WHERE: The Crystal Caves Hot Springs
WHAT: Anniversary Time
WHEN: Backdated to August 18th
WARNINGS: Stupid cute fluff for two husbands in love?

Keith was pretty sure he'd calculated the date right. And, with the little shadowbox he'd made for a gift, he was... well, mostly ready. It was hard to believe it had been two years already.

He had left a note for Lance to meet him at the caves on the beach. It was where he'd proposed and he felt like it could be a nice private spot to spend the evening together. While he was waiting, he sat on the edge of one of the pools, his legs dangling in the water.

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[tempredmental]

[That got a small chuckle in response.]

Yeah... I guess I did. It was even my idea.

[He'd been the one to actually propose, after all, regardless of whether Lance had been thinking it or not. He shifted, leaning his head against the other's shoulder.]

No regrets. Totally worth it.

[He smiled a bit.

Despite everything... this whole place, being away from everyone else in their lives back home, this was honestly the one thing they had here... each other. They didn't have it back home. Despite Lance's confidence that there was a chance they'd get there if they ever went back, Keith sometimes had his doubts. But, he was also used to things not going his way in life.

He still wondered about things, remembering there was stuff to do still, and people he wanted to see again. It was hard because it meant he had to choose between that and having Lance. And, sure, in a way, this place was really the one that was going to ultimately make that choice for them, he hated thinking about it...

It was easier not to and just pretend it wasn't a problem. And they could celebrate their anniversary in a romantic glowing crystal hot spring together.]

So, um... [Okay, confession time.] I didn't exactly make elaborate plans this time around, so... Was there anything you maybe wanted? Like a particular meal or something?

[Keith wasn't even sure if Lance had planned anything. They'd been kind of coasting on important dates lately...]

[the_tailor]

[He'd spent years in something akin to denial of the worst case scenario: going back home and not remembering this. Not remembering their years long relationship, their marriage. It wasn't as if the doubts didn't still fester, though. How could he not worry, when this meant so much to him? When Keith did-- And not only Keith, everything he'd experienced from the Drift Fleet onwards, everyone he'd met...

No, he'd prefer to believe they'll be able to hold onto this somehow.

He scooted close, humming.]

I didn't really think too much about it, actually...

[tempredmental]

Really? [Keith actually laughed.] So I thought of this and you didn't? [He gave Lance a soft playful poke in his side.]

Well, alright... then I'm asking. Is there anything you want?

[the_tailor]

Maybe I just decided to give you the relationship limelight. [He pokes right back.]

Honestly? I don't know. Is saying "just you" cheating?

[tempredmental]

Cheating? [Keith shrugged, only squirming slightly from the return poke.] I can't say it's cheating when I use that all the time. [He laughed a little.]

I'm okay with that, though. I like that.

[the_tailor]

Then there you go. That's all I want. All I need, really, in this crazy big ol' universe of ours. Well, not really ours, or maybe ours... I've given up on trying to figure that out a looooooong time ago.

[He gives him a smile and rests against him.]

[tempredmental]

Heh, yeah. Too many universes... or realities... or whatever they are.

[Honestly, dealing with a second one back home had been enough... and then Drift Fleet... and then this place... Keith wasn't sure if there was a limit on the number he wanted to think about, but, four was probably already past that.

He shifted a bit so they were more comfortable in the water, stealing a quick kiss.]

So... just two guys, sitting in the water, cuddled together because we're totally married?

[Was that bad? That was bad... Keith wasn't good at meme-ing.]

[the_tailor]

[Over all these years, Lance had learned to go with the flow when it came to these kinds of things. But it still never quite made it less confusing in the end once he put any sort of thought into it.]

Babe... You memeing is one of the greatest presents you could give me.

[tempredmental]

[Keith shook his head.]

No. No, it's not. I'm terrible at it.

[Look, he was self-aware enough to know when he sucked at something.]

[the_tailor]

You did a good job just there!

[He points it out, trying to be encouraging. Maybe it'll give Keith the confidence to meme even more.]

[tempredmental]

You're just saying that because you're biased. It's your job to be nice to me.

[Or something like that blah blah husband blah blah.]

[the_tailor]

[He shook his head.]

Of course I'm biased, but I wasn't biased in my journey of getting to be biased.

[tempredmental]

[Keith snorted.]

No. I guess not on that.

[It was no secret that they'd been really abrasive to one another early on.]

Like, I legit thought you hated me for the longest time.

[the_tailor]

I thought you did, too. Which is part of why I acted the way I did for so long...

[He sighed, giving Keith a very light kick underneath the water.]

We really were idiots, weren't we?

[tempredmental]

Hey... [Keith gave him a bit of a pout.] I'm not an idiot. I'm just bad at people-ing.

[No, he could definitely be an idiot, but he was also still bad at people-ing.]