Keith is the lead singer in the band Blade of Marmora, the band is anonymous and all the members wear masks.
Lance is a major BoM fan and he goes to every concert. He feels drawn to the lead singer and even though he doesn't know who it is he feels...
Lance cleared his throat quietly and Keith glanced at him for a split second before looking away again.
"Um... I have your next tattoo... planned..."
Lance mumbled before moving over to the chair and getting the tools all set up. Keith followed him a couple of seconds later and lowered himself into the chair, still not looking at Lance.
Lance sighed and put down the tattoo pen. Bracing his hands on his knees he spoke.
"Keith I'm sorry."
Keith's head snapped up in shock as he looked at Lance properly for the first time since he'd walked in.
"Y-you're what??"
"I'm sorry."
"What're you sorry for you didn't do anything I-"
"No yes I did. Last time you were here I was a dick and I just walked away before you could even explain... but. I'm over that now so, tell me about her?"
Keith sat gobsmacked, his mouth hanging open.
"Tell you about... who?"
"Your girlfriend?"
And then Keith remembered. Last night Matt had stayed over and the two of them had tried to remove the memory of what happened with Allura with video games, snacks, and writing the stupidest lyrics to songs (they also may have gotten a little drunk but don't tell Shiro)
"Lance I don't have a girlfriend"
"Wait what?!? Then who was that woman that came in here with screenshots of our conversations telling me to stay away from you?!?!"
"Lance, calm down."
Keith furrowed his brow reminiscent of the anger he had felt when he found out what Allura had done.
"That was Allura she was part of the ba- I mean friendgroup that I was hanging out with, she is really obsessed with me, doesn't accept that I'm gay and she thinks me and her are soulmates... she needs serious help but yeah, last night she was kicked out- of.. the... friendgroup.. yeah"
Lance's mouth dropped open and Keith watched as a small layer of tears formed at the edges of his eyes.
"Oh... I- I'm sorry..."
One tear slipped out of Lance's eye and trailed down his cheek. Keith reached forward and swiped it away.
"Lance no don't cry... It's fine it was all a big misunderstanding..."
With a small smile Keith leaned back in the chair and held out his arm.
"Now, what's my next tattoo?"
Lance's smile followed seconds later and suddenly things were back to normal between the to men. They both smiled contentedly at each other and Lance got started on the tattoo.
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As Lance finished drawing it out on Keith's arm he leaned behind him and turned the volume up on the radio as he heard Blade of Marmora's 'acting like that' come on. Keith's eyes widened slightly as he heard his own voice resonate out of the tiny box's speakers.
He really hope Lance wouldn't recognise his voice from the other day.
Who's that knocking at four in the morning (Four in the morning) 'Cause it don't rain, but tonight it's pouring (Tonight it's pouring) Uh, you like it more when I ignore it (You like it, yeah) And since I left, LA got boring (Since I've been gone, yeah)Hey, I'm back on my bullshit You're a Libra, I'm a Taurus Heard you hooked back up with your ex And now you're asleep on my doorstepYou're way too hot to be acting like that Acting like that, acting like that You're way too hot to be acting like that Acting like that, acting like thatI don't wanna talk right now You're asleep outside my house You're way too hot to be acting like that Acting like that, acting like that
"Oh. My. God."
Keith's eyes snapped open quickly as he heard Lance curse. What was wrong? He looked down to his arm, the tattoo was about 90% done, just some details to add. So why was Lance-
"HE IS SO HOT"
Keith choked. WHAT?
"U-uh who?"
"The lead singer of BoM dummy, he is just- UGH SO HOT"
Keith's face suddenly felt like a raging fire and he knew he definitely looked like a tomato, thankfully Lance wasn't looking at his face, he had moved his attention back to the tattoo and was finishing it off.
Keith didn't even notice the pain of the tattoo pen he was to busy having an internal CRISIS.
LANCE THOUGHT HE WAS HOT?!?
Wait.
"Lance they're a masked band how the hell do you know he's hot?"
"Oho is my dear mullet jealous?"
Keith suppressed a snort.
"Not a chance pretty boy, just stating the obvious"
"Well if you MUST know, I can just tell..."
Lance's eyes started shining as he described the feeling to Keith.
"...his voice holds so much emotion and it just hits me like a truck every time I hear it. oh AND I've seen their concerts mullet he has an a.m.a.z.i.n.g body holy- phewww"
Keith was so torn listening to Lance. On one hand it was absolutely hilarious that Lance was just complimenting him without even knowing it but then on the other hand he was also having a battle with himself. So Lance liked him. But its not actually him he likes its the lead singer of BoM.
Maybe he could tell him... No. Nope. No way. Not. Allowed.
He took a deep breath. He could get through this. Just gotta get Lance to fall for the real him... Not like before... Please not like before...
Lance's voice started to go fuzzy as Keith was grasped tightly by the memories he had worked so hard to get rid of.
Not like before... Please...
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Word count: 937 words
ok so this one is a little short because I didn't want to start Keith's backstory and then have to cut it off so that the chapters stay even :/
So the entire next chapter is Keith's backstory. Uhhh there will be warnings for a panic attack but otherwise it's not too sad.
