perish twice

Lance’s wrists are sore. Well, mostly his left wrist, actually. He’s still not used to ambidextrous wielding, but that’s not entirely it. As they get closer and closer to the most crucial mission of their lives, his soulmark is acting up more and more, acting like it might actually burn through skin and bone to try to make an impression on him that it’s not to be ignored. Lance unseals the seam in his suit connecting sleeve to glove just so he can massage the tendon.Keith has his eyes trained on Lance’s skin. “That your only one?” he asks.—Lance has always had a tattoo of a flame on the inside of his left wrist, and he can’t figure out why the concept of Keith burns him so badly.