Keith was taking a breather outside Shiro's bedroom. He was so irritated with himself and how stressed he's getting over the older boy.

"He probably feels bad now," Keith mumbled, sliding down the wall.

After a few moments of silence, Lance exited the doorway next to him.

"Hey, uh," Lance scratched the back of his neck, "can we talk?"

Keith looked up at him, and he seemed genuine. Deep down, Keith didn't mind Lance. He liked him, actually, it was just hard to let on.

"Yeah, sure," Keith agreed, and Lance sat next to him against the wall, shoulders only centimeters apart.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, I-I didn't realize," Lance admitted.

Keith nodded, "I know. I've just been stressed."

"Shiro said that," Lance continued, "Do you want to talk about anything?"

Keith blushed at both the Shiro part and the question, but he kept his face hidden so Lance couldn't see.

"Are you polyamorous?" Keith asked. "Only if I can ask."

"You can ask," Lance assured. "I don't know. I think so. But I'm not sure."

Keith was tempted to ask if Lance wanted to try a polyamorous relationship, but he'd had enough social anxiety for the day. He was going to start talking about Shiro, but he feared it'd change Lance's mind, if Lance's mind was made up on them.

So, Keith just nodded, "Cool. Well, I'm here if you need me."

"Thanks, mullet," Lance punched his arm playfully.

Keith glared, but also playfully, "Any time, Bird Brain."