Love Lance

Can't Get Over that Boy in the Magazine

Au- celebrity (pt2 to The Boy in the
Magazine)

Top- Keith
Bottom- Lance

Third Person POV

It was an average day for the actor Keith Kogane, he'd shot some scenes, done some interviews and media coverage, replied to invitations to important events, and maybe even had some personal fun time certain magazine star, well his photo anyway. After what happened weeks prior, Lance had constantly been on his mind, his lips, his hips, his beautiful eyes, his soft brown hair that smelled of blueberries that seemed to follow him. Keith was smitten and in denial. He would 'bare' Lance at work, dealing with his flirting and teasing all the time. He'd made more little moves like last time, but Keith would not break. He was not getting wrapped up in some media hungry baby actor. He was new to the lime light, and Keith was not providing a ladder for him.

Keith sighed as the memory of their encounter floated in and his out of his mind. He opened up Instagram as a distraction, scrolling through the many random feeds and stories until he came across one interesting life, a celebrity had been spotted. Keith clicked, and it intrigued him. He personally hated being chased by fans and paparazzi, but it was funny to watch it happen to others. And who was it none other than Lance McClain, his co-star, and he was eating it up. Keith groaned, dragging his hand over his face as he watched. Lance wore a cute pastel blue crop top and denim bell-bottoms with painted sunflowers on them. It was cute.

"What a disguise," he eye-rolled.
But then he heard Lance blabbing about the show, which was a huge deal. Nothing was to be revealed to the public, especially like this. He got his driver to go to that spot after seeing the huge fashion store in the background. Keith grumbled criticisms.

"Of all the stupid, irresponsible, oblivious- little shit will ruin everything!" He grumbled, bouncing his leg anxiously as they drove.

Even with all of Lance's annoyances and quirks, Keith's mind just could not get rid of him, especially seeing him almost every day for hours on end. And with all the sexual tension in and out of their characters. It was nothing like what he had expected. He assumed the new actor on set would be an inexperienced newbie who was clumsy, bad at acting, and in general just someone that he'd hate. But Lance was not. He was sexy and attractive, kind and passionate, and not too shabby of an actor.

The closer he got to Lance, the more noise he could hear, and the more the panic grew in him, what Lance had revealed. They managed to pull up just at the curb, and the crowd had grown in it's gathering. Keith threw open the door, pushing through the herd of people, grabbing Lance and pulling him back to his limo.

"Hey!- wha- Keith?!" Lance shouted,

People started snapping photos of the two in excitement. Lance was tossed in, and Keith followed, shutting the door before he could question. The car started, and they buckled up. It was an awkward silence. Lance glanced at his co-star, unusually silent instead of his bratty self.

"What am I doing in your limo?" He asked calmly.

"You were blabbing about our show, I had to stop you," Keith stated.

"This is kidnapping." Lance crossed his arms in a mock huff.

"You- you are so immature!" Keith snapped.

"Well, excuse me for having some fun every now and then," he grumbled. "Old man,"

"I- I am not that much older than you! And fun?! Blowing the whole show, that is not fun!" He lectured him.

"I was just talking to the fans. Sorry you never do the same,"

"There is a time and place for that," Keith explained,