Keith does not deserve any of this, and yet here it is

[pidgeypidge]

Sometimes, the only way to amuse herself during the nights where she can't sleep is to bother Hunk or Lance. Nine times out of ten, it's Hunk, but only because he's generally more tolerant of late-night-early-morning nonsense. Lance is usually the last resort, due in large part to the way he likes to grump about needing his beauty sleep. It's laughable - and completely untrue - but the complaints get old after a bit so she tries to be considerate. Most of the time.

Tonight she's feeling less considerate than usual. So Lance it is. She doesn't even check the time - or the recipient - before firing off a text.

If he's awake, she's prepared to deal with his grousing for a bit. If not, she can always find something else to do.

What are you wearing?

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[dispersing]

Why did he do this? Why in the world did he not think this through first? Okay, cool, he's standing in the hallway and she's standing there at her door... now what? Nice one, Keith.

"...Hey."

What is wrong with him? He should just turn and go back to his room, or at the very least just pick her up, drop her in her bed, take her phone, turn the light off, and go back to his own room.

Yes, yes that sounds like a good plan. That's what he's calling it now, Good Plan. Now to put Good Plan into motion.

"You didn't answer my question."

The one about whether or not he needed to come over and put her to bed, made completely moot by the fact that he's there now. Because he just acted without thinking it through.

[pidgeypidge]

"Hey."

She's already said that, and now she's saying it again in lieu of anything intelligent. But the fact that he's taken it upon himself to come all the way over and lurk in her doorway is more than a little surprising and she's not quite sure how to feel about it, if she's being completely honest.

"I absolutely did."

Alright, technically she'd answered his question with one of her own, but she's going to count it. Besides, she might have answered it for real if he had waited longer than a couple of minutes before deciding to just show up.

[dispersing]

He crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow at that, his expression as flat and 'are you serious' as he can muster while feeling like a complete idiot for being there in the first place.

"Answering questions with questions is the same as not answering at all."

But now he has to come up with a reason for why he's there and his mind grabs onto the very first thing he can think of, even though he's absolutely terrible at lying.

"And for the record, I'm not here because of that. I was going to get something to eat and thought I'd see if you wanted anything. You know, since we're... both awake."

[pidgeypidge]

"You showed up before I could answer. What if I'd said no?"

She's not saying no, but it's a little weird that he'd just showed up and Pidge has decided that the best way to process that is to give him a hard time. It's her default response most of the time.

"Oh. That's considerate." And probably an excuse, but who's counting? "I could eat."

[dispersing]

"I figured as much." No, no he didn't. "C'mon, let's go find food."

Is she even dressed enough to venture out? He has no clue, but he'll at least wait for her to decide if she wants to come along. The whole thing might have been to keep himself from looking like a total idiot for just acting without thinking things through, but he's going to keep it going for as long as he's able.

After all, it's not that he doesn't like the others, he's just not good at being terribly social when it comes to being around people.

[pidgeypidge]

"Yea. You can put me to bed after."

Is she serious? It's hard to say, but that's just part of the fun that comes from dealing with her. And he's the one that brought it up originally, after all.

As for the shirt, it's long enough on her that she doesn't really need to put on bottoms. So the decision is a fairly easy one. Given the choice of staying in her room alone or following Keith elsewhere to get food, she's always going to pick the latter.

[dispersing]

So she hadn't forgotten about that little exchange, huh?

"I just don't want to be the one getting blamed when you oversleep later."

In all honesty, he didn't even know why he had responded to the text in the first place other than that he couldn't sleep and was bored. And now, here they are, sneaking around for a late night snack.

"...and nothing resembling goo."