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Lance admitted himself to the hospital that evening, his depression hitting rock bottom. The psych ward was cramped, but people were moved so he was alone. Having just fallen asleep, he was startled awake by a commotion. It sounded like they had a new patient and the nurses were struggling with them. However, the only free bed...was the one next to Lance's...
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“...does this weird you out at all?” Lance gestured to his belly. Mouth full of food, Keith swallowed and took a moment to think about what he wanted to say as he sipped his water. He wasn't great with words, but wanted to be honest with his roommate.
“Seahorses.”
“Excuse me?” Lance blinked, confused as to how his predicament was cause for bringing up the marine animal.
“You know how they reproduce, yeah?”
“Of course, everyone does. That still doesn-” That's when it clicked, but Keith explained anyway.
“The males are the ones that have the babies. But that doesn't make them female, or even less male in general.” He went to take another huge bite of his food, but not before Lance caught the small, genuine smile on Keith's face. The Cuban smiled back, though a bit wider, as he realized he would be okay with Keith.
Series
- Part 1 of Projecting Projects