Magic
Based off my head canon here!
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Crying.
So much crying.
Keith thought he was going to pull his hair out of his scalp. He needed that crying to stop. He chewed on his inner cheek, he was losing his mind.
“Okay...singing? Maybe they like singing.” Hunk scratched his head in thought.
“Oh! Oh! I know just the song!” Lance started softly singing a song to the child he was holding. Did the kid start crying louder?
“Lance just stop!!” Keith shouted some, covering his ears with his head. If he didn’t get some sort of relief from that sound he was going to cry.
Everyone stared at him, the kid still crying in Lance’s arms.
“What? You don’t like my singing?” Lance angrily questioned.
Keith shook his head, “it wasn’t helping.” He scrunched his eyes closed, keeping his hands hovering over his ears.
“Well do you have a better idea mullet? Everyone has given some idea of how to help and you’ve just been silently looking in pain.” Lance began to bounce the kid up and down slightly as he hugged them tighter. “Shhh, it’s okay. We’ll find your parents soon.”
The others were talking but it all melted in Keith's mind. He felt like he was going insane. A thought popped into his head and he dropped his hands. “Put them down.”
The team stared at him questionably. “What?” Lance said, holding the child away from him some.
Keith groaned, “just put the kid down for a second. I have an idea.”
It took Lance a couple of moments but he eventually placed the kid on the ground. Kneeling next to him.
Keith lowered himself down, trying his best to offer a smile to the kid. The kid was still crying, rubbing their eyes. New tears quickly replaced the ones wiped away.
Keith took a deep breath, “look at this.” He showed the child his empty hand and reached behind their ear. Revealing a GAC piece.
The kid stared at him, the sobbing sound lessening some. Lance made a questioning noise beside the kid but Keith ignored it. He did the same trick on the other ear, pressing the two coins into the kid's hand.
“Let me see your hand.”
The kid stuck their empty hand out. Sniffling slightly. But no longer crying.
Keith could already feel himself calming down some. “Make a fist.”
The kid squeezed their hand shut.
Keith snapped his finger's over their closed hand. “Okay, open it.”
The kid did, their eyes widening at a green form ball in their hand. “Wh-what?”
Keith smiled at them, “close your hand again.”
The kid did and Keith snapped his fingers again. “Go ahead and look.”
The kid smiled as they opened their hand and saw another ball. Keith kept the tricks going. Doing as many as he could with what he had access to. The kid stopped crying, taking favor of giggling instead.
“Silas! There you are!” Two women rushed towards them, tears streaking their faces. Shiro jogged behind them, looking relieved.
“Mama! Mommy! This guy knows magic!” The kid cried back.
Keith stood up, watching the kid be reunited with their parents. Ignoring the stares Lance directed at him.
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He stepped out of his lion, he was tired. All he wanted to do was climb into his bed and lay in the dark. Lay in silence.
He made it a couple of steps out of his hanger when he heard footsteps rushing behind him. He didn’t grab his weapon, they were familiar. “What do you want Lance?”
The blue paladin skidded to a stop behind him. “HOW DID YOU DO THAT!”
Keith sighed, turning around to face his team member. “Do what?”
“THE-THE MAGIC!”
Keith waved him off, “it was just something I learned while living in the desert. Nothing too impressive.”
Lance stuttered some sounds, clearly not wanting the conversation to end there. “Show me!”
Keith shook his head.
Lance marched closer, “show me how you did that right now.”
Keith shook his right arm some, his fingers catching the card that slid down. He held it up, it was the Ace of Spades. Lance stared at it with a mix of confusion and wonder.
Keith twisted the card around his fingers, letting it charge to the King of Hearts.
Lance’s jaw might have well been on the floor. He was still like a statue.
Keith let the card slide back down his sleeve and made his way to his room. He was tired.
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You can read Keith as autistic. That’s how I wrote him
Hope you liked it!!! <3
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