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caramelfuzz · 7 years

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Pharmacist Keith pt. 2

Hey y’all!!!! Once again, this is kinda rough around the edges and I will probably edit it at some point, but I’m feeling lazy at the moment XD

Part 2 is under the cut!

“Cough—Shiro. I’ll be fide. It’s way too dadgerous for you to be drivig right dow! I dod’t care if you have chaids for your tires! I’ll be okay. I’b serious. Go take care of Batt, I cad hear hib coughig frob here. Shut up you jerk, I’b just a little sdiffly frob all the cold air. I’b albost hobe. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I love you too. Bye.”

Keith hung up the phone, immediately doubling over with a harsh set of sneezes, which he muffled into his scarf, not wanting to have to remove his gloves and fish around in his pockets for a sodden scrap of tissue that would only hurt his chapped nose further. Once he straightened himself back up, face hidden beneath his scarf, he continued his frigid journey towards home. Had he been feeling a little better he would have run, but he was out of breath from walking briskly, and he didn’t want to risk passing out and dying from exposure.

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Lance drove slowly, following the route Hunk had told him that Keith always took to get to and from work. He scanned the sidewalks for the red coat that Hunk said the dude would be wearing, but he figured he could pick Keith out of a crowd based only upon his hair. The guy had a mullet. After a good fifteen minutes of looking, he was beginning to consider giving up and telling Hunk that Keith had probably already made it home, but then he saw a red jacket. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was in fact Keith, and the idiot was shivering like mad. He quickly jacked up the heat to as high as it would go, slipping out of his own coat so he wouldn’t sweat.

I should say something funny to try to get him to forgive me for whatever I said earlier that pissed him off.

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Keith was beyond startled when a horn honked and someone yelled “Get in loser, we’re going shopping!” What? What store is even open at this hour? And who is that lunatic yelling at? I’m the only one on the street. He rolled his eyes and walked a little faster, just wanting to get into his nice warm bed and sleep for the next twelve years. The car was persistent, however.

After being honked at for a fifth time, Keith figured he should see what they wanted. The constant noise was starting to give him a headache.

He trudged up to the blue car and looked in the open window, shocked to see the asshole from the pharmacy—what was his name again? Oh, Lance. Lance McSomethingorother.

He turned away to cough, and leaned into the window. “What do you wadt?”

“I talked to Hunk and he said you might need a ride, so get in! You’re letting the heating out!”

Keith rolled his eyes but obeyed.

“Where are you headed, dude?”

“It’s odly a few bore blocks. I cad bake it od by owd.”

“Nope! You did me a favor, and I don’t want to owe you, so I’m driving you home!”

Lance looked over towards Keith, noting how tightly he gripped the door and console. Keith shakily gave Lance directions to his building, the two men each growing more uneasy as the storm continued to worsen.

As they pulled up, Keith turned to Lance with a serious look on his face “I kdow we dod’t kdow each other very well, but I really dod’t thidk you should be drivig id this weather. You’re welcobe to stay at by place udtil this clears up.”

Lance looked out at the blizzard coming down and hastily agreed, pulling into the parking garage and getting out with Keith.

He noted how stiffly Keith walked, as though he was uncomfortable with Lance’s presence.

When they got to Keith’s apartment Keith immediately offered up his bed to Lance, insisting that since Lance was his guest it was only polite. Then he made his way to the kitchen, putting on a kettle to make tea to warm them up.

“You cad shower if you wadt, Ladce. You should warb yourself up.”

Lance glanced at the young shivering pharmacist in front of him, “I’m no doctor, but I think you’re the one who should be getting warmed up, not me. Go on and shower, I’ll make the tea.”

After triple checking to make sure Lance didn’t mind and then setting out mugs and tea bags so Lance wouldn’t have to look for them, Keith begrudgingly made his way to the shower. He mostly just stood under the scalding water, trying to warm himself up after walking in the storm. He was so cold…

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How in the hell do you make tea???? I’ve never done something like this! I need Hunk! He’s the one that does the whole care-taking junk… And when I’m home mamá always does it for me. Why didn’t he ask for coffee or hot chocolate?? I need to learn to pay more attention…

Lance floundered, looking at the small bag of tea in awe.

Oh. Take the tea out of the bag and dump it in the water. That’s odd. Maybe that weird flaky stuff dissolves?

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Keith exited his room dressed in an oversized sweater and some boxers, ready to prepare his tea when he was startled by the sound of clinking. He immediately went into self-defense mode, grabbing his old lacrosse stick from its position by his door, before he remembered that he’d invited Lance to wait out the storm with him. Great.

I should put on real pants… Lance probably doesn’t mind though. Straight guys hang out in their boxers all the time, right? It’s a sign of manliness or something.

He coughed lightly to announce his presence.

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“I made you tea!”

He announced proudly, holding out one of the mugs for Keith to take.

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Keith took the mug from Lance, not bothering to add anything into it, and took a gulp, spluttering when he noticed the tea leaves floating around in the liquid.

“O-oh… I guess mby bag broke, huh?”

“What do you mean? Aren’t you supposed to open the bag? Crap! You aren’t, are you? I’m so sorry!”

Keith couldn’t help himself—he broke out laughing.

“Your face… Oh mby gosh. Have you dever bade tea before, Ladce? That’s so fuddy!”

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Is he seriously laughing at me? What the hell?

“Oh yeah? Well, mullet, have you ever gotten a haircut?”

“Do deed to get so defedsive od be, dude. I was just jokig. I’ll bake us sobe tea with the leaves id the bag.”

“Sorry…I just didn’t know what to—are you wearing pants? Please tell me you’re wearing something under that sweater!”

Oh, lord if he’s naked under that I might die of embarrassment…He has really nice legs though. He must work out. I should work out…

Lance’s brain was going a million miles an hour, but his thoughts came to a screeching halt when Keith lifted the bottom of the sweater to reveal red boxers, raising his eyebrows at Lance in confusion.

“I cad put od sobe pajaba padts if you wadt. OH! Where are by badders? Do you wadt sobethigg warber to wear? It cad get kide of chilly id here.”

“Actually, that would be great. Is the offer to use your shower still open?”

“Of course. Let me get you some stuff.”

To be continued I suppose XD

I’ve sort of lost steam on this, but I do my best fic writing when I’m in class and supposed to be paying attention so hopefully the inspiration fairy will come attack me when I’m in one of my more boring classes!

I hope you all enjoyed this!!! Feedback is always appreciated!

#sickfic #sneezefic #no sneezing in this part actually #oops #oh well #sick keith #Aa writes

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