r-i-v-e-r: “Lance reaches out and runs a finger over the ink. Keith twitches at the contact. “Rememb
r-i-v-e-r: “Lance reaches out and runs a finger over the ink. Keith twitches at the contact. “Remember when the swelling wouldn’t go down? You thought you were dying.” He reminisces with a smile, running the pad of his thumb over the flat ink again.”*Chants something about chapter six of @dimplesandcurlsss‘s fic being out (!!!)* -- source link