Ship: Rokeith
Ages: Romelle - 23, Keith - 22
Type: Angst?

Romelle pulled Keith by the wrists closer to her. He pressed her against the wall, and kissed her lips passionately. She smiled into the kiss, but it was abruptly cut short.

Keith sighed and turned to the culprit, "What is it, Shiro?"

Shiro was leaning against the doorframe of Keith's bedroom, Keith and Romelle inside.

"We need you to pilot the Black Lion, there's been a distress signal and we plan to intercept," Shiro explains.

Keith nods, "Be right there."

Shiro nodded and exited. Keith sighed as he looked at Romelle, "We will continue this later?"

Romelle nodded, "Go have fun! I'll play with Pidge's video games while you're gone! Stay safe, cutie."

Keith chuckled, "Don't let Pidge find out." He gave Romelle one last kiss, then began walking away.

"Hey, Gloomy, try and hurry," Romelle commented, walking to the bedroom mattress.

Keith snorted with a slight smile, "Mhm."