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[tempredmental]

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[the_tailor]

WHAT WAS THAT PENDEJO SAYING

[tempredmental]

Woah, hey. I took care of it, okay? Don't do anything I would.

[the_tailor]

Keith.

what did he say.

[tempredmental]

He was just making comments about us being a thing.

When did you put that picture of us on my phone anyway? It comes up on the screen when you call.

[the_tailor]

well he can shove those comments where the sun don't shine. hope he enjoys his hospital stay

uh, a few days ago? I liked it so much when I took it I thought you might like it too so I maaaaaay have grabbed your phone when you weren't looking and put it on there

[tempredmental]

Well, I'm certainly not going to bother checking on him.

Okay. It's cute, I guess.

[the_tailor]

cute? it's ADORABLE! it's one of the most adorable couple pics ever!

[tempredmental]

I'll take your word for it. I'm not an expert on couple pics.

[the_tailor]

you can change it back if you want? I should have probably asked

would have uh

spared you that whole fight

sorry?

[tempredmental]

No, it's fine. I don't mind. I took care of that guy. He won't be saying anything again.

[the_tailor]

I gotta admit, breaking people's bones aside, the fact that you came to our defense about being a couple is

really really sweet

[tempredmental]

I didn't like what he said. It's none of his business anyway. He should have just let it alone.

[Keith felt justified in his actions.]

[the_tailor]

don't get me wrong, he definitely deserved it

[Maybe...not the rib breaking? Lance still doesn't know exactly what he said, though.]

...thanks. I mean it.

[tempredmental]

Where are you right now?

[the_tailor]

my room. why, what's up?

[tempredmental]

Okay. Stay there.

[the_tailor]

roger that.

[And so he kicks back and waits, not quite sure what Keith wants, but.]

[tempredmental]

[It didn't take long. When Keith came in, he seemed moodier than usual, and quietly said a quick, 'hey,' before flopping next to Lance on the bed.]

[the_tailor]

Keith...?

[He frowns. Lance always endeavors to make sure there's more Happy Keith than Moody Keith. He shifts in the bed, slinging an arm around his waist and giving his cheek a kiss.]

What's up, babe?

[tempredmental]

Do you really think I did the right thing?

[Someone might be having regrets... that maybe he'd let his temper get the best of him again.]

[the_tailor]

I think...

[He sighs, reaching up to stroke through his hair. Lance will be truthful with him.]

You might have gone a little too far, with the bone breaking. A punch to the face probably would've been enough. I know I'd punch a guy the moment he started talking trash about us or even just about you. I don't know what he said exactly, but...

[He twirls a lock of his hair.]

Maybe try to keep it to a black eye next time, yeah?

OOC

[tempredmental]

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