KOTLC Oneshots

~ Practice Makes Perfect - Keefitz ~

A/N: I had a very silly thought that Keefe and Fitz have definitely kissed or made out before. The only reason why Fitz kissed Keefe is because Keefe convinced Fitz to kiss each other as it'll be good practice for when they eventually get a partner in the future.
So yeah! Enjoy this Keefitz oneshot!

Also, if anyone wants to request a ship or some idea for a oneshot, then please do so and I'll do my best to write it!

This also probably won't be updated often, just whenever I manage to write something.

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"Oh, come on! Really?" Keefe frowned.
"It's weird, Keefe!" Fitz exclaimed, furrowing his eyebrows at Keefe.
"I mean, we basically grew up together, and you want to kiss me?"
"I don't want to kiss you, it's just... I'm curious what it's like to kiss someone!" Keefe exclaimed.

"... I'm not kissing you." Fitz said as he got up from his bed and was about to walk off.
Keefe whined as he shuffled to the edge of the bed and tugged at Fitz's shirt.
"Wait! You can't tell me that you aren't curious either!" Keefe frowned at Fitz.
Fitz sighed as he turned around and crossed his arms, glaring down at Keefe.
"I am not curious. When I get myself a girlfriend, then I will know what it's like to kiss someone." Fitz smiled at Keefe.
"And it'll be the same for you!"

Keefe frowned and he stayed silent. Fitz thought he had succeeded in shutting down this idea and he was about to turn around before Keefe spoke again.

"Fitz, you care about your image, right?" Keefe asked.
Fitz tensed up. He didn't face Keefe.
"... Yeah, so?" Fitz questioned.
Keefe grinned as he knew Fitz was curious about where he was going with this.
"Well, I mean... your image will probably be really bad after you kiss a girl and then she thinks it's the worst kiss she's ever had. I mean... you don't want everyone to find out that you may be a bad kisser, do you?" Keefe questioned.

"I mean, by practicing with me, your best friend who would never say anything bad about you or ruin your image, won't that benefit you in the future? The first girl you kiss, well... she'll tell everyone that you're a great kisser and then you'll have a lot of people wanting to be your partner, which... doesn't that sound... enticing?"

Fitz glanced over his shoulder to look at Keefe and Keefe smirked.
"... I absolutely hate you." Fitz said as he turned around and sat down on the bed next to Keefe.
"Oh, sure you do!" Keefe exclaimed, shuffling around in his seat, crossing his legs and facing Fitz.
Fitz faced Keefe, crossing his legs too.

A silence overcame them and they just stared at each other.

"... Erm, so how do we start this?" Fitz asked.
"I don't know! We just... lock lips?" Keefe shrugged.
"Don't say lock lips, that's so cringe." Fitz said, frowning at Keefe.
"Ugh, you know what I mean!!" Keefe exclaimed as he shuffled closer.

They both stayed silent again as Keefe leaned in a little closer, keeping his gaze on Fitz's eyes but he glanced down at Fitz's lips. Fitz felt his nerves rise as Keefe got closer.

"L-look, Keefe, you don't find this weird?" Fitz questioned.
"It's only weird if you make it weird." Keefe shrugged slightly at Fitz.
"But, seriously, Fitzy, if you don't wanna kiss, like really don't want to, then fine. I'll leave it."
Keefe met Fitz's gaze and Fitz bit his inner cheek.

"... No, it's okay. If anything, I'd be happy to share my first kiss with you. You're my best friend, Keefe." Fitz said quietly.
Keefe blinked and he smiled, his cheeks warming up a little.
"Yeah, I'm glad you're gonna be my first kiss too." Keefe said softly as he leaned in closer and gently cupped Fitz's face.

Fitz slowly shut his eyes and Keefe slowly leaned in, gently and lightly pressing his lips against Fitz's. Fitz felt a shiver down his spine as he felt Keefe's lips against his. Fitz leaned in closer, slightly tilting his head and pressing their lips more firmly together as they slowly tried to figure out their rhythm, how to kiss one another.

Fitz's hands rested on Keefe's shoulders as Keefe's hands gently slid down to the side of Fitz's neck, holding him tenderly as they slowly kissed each other, unsure how to go about this, or what to do now.

Another second or two passed and they both pulled away, their lips only inches apart. Keefe and Fitz both looked at each other.

"... I think we definitely need practice." Keefe grimaced.
"... Yeah, that felt awkward." Fitz nodded.
Keefe smiled and he titled his head slightly.
"Soo...we gonna make this a weekly thing? Have a make-out sesh~?" Keefe grinned.
Fitz's cheeks turned red and he roughly pushed Keefe onto his back on the bed. Keefe laughed as he got pushed back and he sat up, watching as Fitz got up from the bed and he turned away, not wanting to face Keefe.

"You didn't answer."
"As long as you don't call it a make-out sesh ever again. And if we never tell anyone about this!!"
"You got a deal, Fitzy~!"

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