Keith always having a higher body temps than Lance bc of his Galra genes

Lance being extra susceptible to the cold of space bc “I’m Cuban ok!’

Lance always finding excuses to tuck in close to Keith’s side, bc it‘s so WARM & cozy & like /home/, even before they were together...

Lance smiling in success when Keith lets him curl up against his side on the couch whenever they have down time.

Casually slipping icy fingers under the hem of Keith’s shirt & against his flat stomach, delighting when Keith hisses in a breath and sucks in from the cold,

Lance laughing at the face Keith pulls but feeling a little flush of happiness when Keith only says something like, “Holy shit, ice pop. You’re gonna freeze solid one of these days,” soft and amused and making lance scrunch up his nose at the nickname.

Keith noticing Lance hunched in on himself when he’s forgotten his jacket and they’re stuck in an endless meeting,
making lance jump in surprise when Keith takes his hands between his own and rubs their hands together, making friction to chase the chill out of Lances fingertips

Lance shaking uncontrollably after most of the castles heat system goes down, everyone telling him to quit being so dramatic, when his teeth are chattering audibly, and maybe he /is/ dramatic sometimes, okay?
But Keith notices Lance’s lips are vaguely blue

And Lance is acting kinda weird, sleepy and slowly withdrawing to avoid being called a drama queen again, but Keith follows him, grabs all the blankets he can find from his room and storage, and makes a little nest with them near one of the only vents that is still barely working

He brings the red Paladin hoodie he found and finds Lance curled up in a pitiful ball under his covers.

Says, “Hey ice pop, try this on.” and lance reluctantly pops half his head out from under the blanket. He looks ruffled and cold, but also curious. When he sees the hoodie

that Keith is holding, he jumps right up, eager to be surrounded in something so soothing and warm. Keith convinces him to come see the little bed he made them, proud and embarrassed at once, but the way Lance’s face lights up when he sees it makes it /instantly/ worth it.

“C’mon,” Keith crawls in first, settling on the outside and letting Lance get against the vent. Smiling and pulling Lance close when he crawls in and covers them both with the leftover blankets. They tuck close together and Lance lets out a content sigh,

he’s /felt/ like an ice pop all day, body finally relaxing for the first time since the heating unit went out.

“Hey Keith?” He says sleepily, resting his cheek against Keith’s shoulder, cold nose pressed into his neck where they fit like puzzle pieces.

“Hm?” Keith responds,

relaxing back into the blankets with Lance.

“Thank you,” Lance whispers, pressing a cold, brave kiss to Keith’s neck before falling asleep there.

Frozen in place,Keith can still feel Lances lips in the shape of a smile against his throat, shocked still at what Lance had done.

His cheeks flushed red and he ran a hand up Lances arm, into his hair and let his fingers rest there, feeling more relaxed than he could ever remember.

Both of them dozing off in their own little bubble of warmth that Keith had built

Maybe it’s 16 °F today and I’m projecting a little bit - I’m so cold & this house is FREEZING. But I have klance to keep me warm, so