♡ "I will love you forever"♡ A Klance mpreg~

Development

Empty. That's how Keith felt. After carrying a baby in him for what felt like forever, it felt almost lonely with out the small thrumming of life in him. It was all worth it to see that small thrumming of life out playing with his father, or his older sister though.

He knew it was ridiculous how much Keith had changed from the beginning of this pregnancy, to the end. But, Keith just couldn't get over the swell of happiness that consumed him every time he just so looked at one of the members in his family. Whether it be his immediate family, Lance, Enzi, and Andrèo, or his space family.

But, one thing was missing.

A wedding band joining his engagement ring on his left ring finger.

Yeah, Keith and Lance were engaged, and had two kids together, but, Keith wanted a wedding. So, so bad.

And, for how ridiculous it sounded, he wanted to wear a dress. One of the long billowing ones, that were almost like ball gowns, it was ridiculous, but Keith wanted it.

He knew he still had to take things easy, considering he only had Andrèo a week ago, but he wanted to get married. To Lance. That is what made Keith want it so badly. He loved Lance so much. It almost hurt how much Keith loved him.

That is what brought Keith to the situation he was in now.

"What?"

"Yeah, I want to finally get married. We've been engaged for a while, and I'm ready." Keith smiled softly, Andrèo cuddled soundly on his chest.

"I know you want to get married but baby, you still need to rest, and we still need to get used to having a newborn on top of an already very energetic little girl." Lance smiled a bit, his eyes traveling to the spot on the bed between the two parents where Enzi was curled up, sleeping peacefully, "And, fighting the war. Yes, the galra have been at bay for a while, but if we get too comfortable not fighting, we are going to fall behind."

"I know," Keith sighed, "But that doesn't mean we can't start planning. We don't need to have a set date, if plans change or anything, but we can start getting an idea of what we want."

"True," Lance said, shifting close to Keith, putting his arm around Keith's shoulders, making sure not to squish Enzi, "If we did start planning, what colors would you want?"

Keith's heart fluttered. Lance's voice did that thing that Keith loved so much when it got late. It got so sexily deep. The added fact that the matter was talking about their wedding, made it all the better.

"Uh, maybe like, a purple? But not like, a bright purple, y'know? Maybe a little darker too." Keith struggled. He could see the color in his head, but couldn't quite explain.

"So like, a mauve?" Lance's voice was soft and scruffy and deep, Keith loved it so much.

"Ew, no I hate that color. Too muddy." Keith stuck his tongue out in disgust.

Lance chuckled deeply, "Here comes your inner artist."

Keith just looked at him, "I was never an artist." He stuck his nose up in the air in a playful snooty manner.

"Please, I've seen all of your sketch books from back at the garrison. Stacks and stacks." Lance grinned like the fucking Cheshire cat from Alice in her fucking fever dreams.

"How the fuck did you see them? They were in a specific cabinet that had a lock." Keith looked up at Lance, causing them to be only a few centimeters apart.

"Don't worry about it." Lance smirked, before dipping down and capturing Keith's lips in a breathtaking kiss.

"The kids... watch, out for... the kids." Keith said in between kisses as his breath got stolen by Lance's lips.