( he just sort of keens into him, goes where noctis places him, a willing slave to his every desire. nights are dark, but noctis is a light that keith doesn't mind following - strong arms wrapped around noctis' neck as they mold into each other. no space to determine where one of them ends and the other begins, that's exactly how keith likes it. unhinging all his internalized self-loathing, because when he's with noctis they're one in the same, and he loves noctis to bits and pieces. )

It's not your fault.

( he doesn't have to apologize. keith didn't sign up for this life, but he's also never left it - he knows exactly what the risks involved are with being the leader of the defenders of the galaxy. sacrificing is just par for the course, and he's given every inch of himself to the cause. he can give his time, too. )

I'm home, now.

( he never felt tethered to earth, without friends or family to make the place he was born in feel like home. now it's with noctis, and he carries it with him wherever he goes. homesickness has ebbed away, and with it gone, left a feeling of swollen love he didn't think he'd ever be capable of feeling again. keith's knuckles trace under noctis' jaw, lips curving up in a smirk. )

C'mon. I've waited two years to kiss you again, you gonna make me wait two more?