Lance bolted upright from his soft bed and rubbed his eyes. He had been having a nice dream, full of his team and family, but one question had forced him into consciousness.
He turned to the warm body next to him, still peacefully unaware.
“Keith,” he whispered into the darkness. When the form of his boyfriend remained unmoving, he gave him a little shake. “Keith!”
Keith cracked an eye open, blearily glaring forward at his, very much too awake, boyfriend. “What?” he croaked, voice rough from sleep.
“Keith, how do the Alteans know what a lion is?”
“Oh my god, Lance, go back to sleep”