Baby Blue {Klance Omegaverse}

Apologies & Confessions

! TW: F-slur, S-slur !

A few weeks had passed by since Lance's heat ended, with the incident haven't been brought up since. An unspoken agreement was set between the boys to go about life as if nothing ever happened. That doesn't mean they didn't think about it. It's been the only thing running through Keith's mind.

It still seemed unbelievable that the flirtatious, cocky Lance was an omega. Keith was always so confident that the Cuban boy was a beta at the least, but an omega? That guy sure had everyone fooled.

It was even more unbelievable that Keith was the one Lance had asked to help him through his heat. The way Lance was suddenly so submissive, the way he squirmed along the bed, the way he moaned Keith's name as he released his seed... Just the memory was enough to make Keith hard all over again.

The problem was that it was only a one-time thing. Keith just happened to be in the hall at the same time Lance was. Surely, if it had been anyone else in the hall, they would have been the one to help Lance through his heat. The whole thing was just a meaningless fuck to help a teammate out and nothing more...Right?

For Keith, that day had changed something in him. He had admired Lance from afar for the longest time, constantly lacking the courage to become closer with the other male. Now, he couldn't stand the thought of being without him. He wanted to mark the omega as his own and give him all the love he had to offer. After taking some time to think it over, Keith decided he would tell Lance all of that.

Once breakfast was finished and everyone had gone their separate ways, the pale boy snuck through the corridor towards Lance's room. His fist hovered over the door as he started to have second thoughts.

'Is this really a good idea? What if he doesn't feel the same way? What if he thinks I'm an idiot for even assuming I had a chance?'

The negative thoughts came to an abrupt stop when the door slid open with a hiss, revealing a startled Lance.

"Woah- fancy meeting you out here! Did you need something?"

Keith froze for a moment, completely caught off guard by Lance's sudden presence. He wasn't ready to talk to him. He wasn't ready for rejection.

Lance took in Keith's strange aura and furrowed his brows. "Are you okay, man?"

"Ye-yeah," Keith stuttered, finally coming back to his senses. "Sorry, I-I didn't mean to bother you. I'm going now."

Before he could turn around to make a quick escape, Lance grabbed onto his hand in an almost desperate manner.

"Wait, don't go. There's...there's something I've been meaning to talk with you about. Could you come in for a minute?"

Keith swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded slowly, though his nerves made him want to mumble out a "no" and leave immediately.

Lance returned the gesture and led Keith into the dimly lit room. A string of fairy lights he had stolen from Pidge wrapped around the top his unkempt bed, with a small collage of photos taking up space along the wall against it. At the far end of the room sat a T.V. connected to a bunch of generators and a small game console. Keith couldn't help but smile as he took in the small space. It almost felt as if they were on Earth and not drifting far throughout the galaxy.

Lance sat down on the mattress. Keith reluctantly followed suit.

"So," the Cuban boy began as he fumbled with his hands, "I guess we should talk about that night..."

Keith felt himself jolt at those words. He had no idea where this conversation was heading, though he assumed it wasn't good. He let out a small hum that urged the other boy to continue.