[Maybe he was thinking stupid stuff about all the other nervous tics he has that might annoy Keith, but then the guy wraps an arm around him (well, tries) and pulls him closer and Hunk just props his chin up atop Keith's head. He gropes around for the sheet, yanks until it's out from under them and pulls it up over them both.]
...we're gonna be alright. Yeah. [Keith is all grit and gumption and teenage wreck in his arms, just like Hunk is all nerves and neuroses and teenage wreck in his. But they like each other. They do. And they have each other's backs and they've proven that no matter what, Hunk wants Keith to be okay and Keith wants Hunk to be okay. Those are the basics, right? They've got the basics down. Better than usual.]
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...we're gonna be alright. Yeah. [Keith is all grit and gumption and teenage wreck in his arms, just like Hunk is all nerves and neuroses and teenage wreck in his. But they like each other. They do. And they have each other's backs and they've proven that no matter what, Hunk wants Keith to be okay and Keith wants Hunk to be okay. Those are the basics, right? They've got the basics down. Better than usual.]