7(last) - Flowers/Stars
Emitting a heavy sigh, Lance leans against the granite counter. It is two in the afternoon, a time when few, if any customers, enter the coffee shop. Normally Lance would be thankful for the break, but the coffee shop hasn't been busy since the start of the summer. Without the customers he is bored. Lance can't blame the customers, though. After all, who would choose coffee over the beach?
The bell above the door sounds like thunder in the nearly empty coffeeshop. Well, it seems as though some people choose coffee over the beach. Entering the coffeeshop is a pale man that Lance has only seen from a distance... A man who usually can be seen through his shop's front window, inking some intricate design on a customer's arm. For the first time in months- actually the first time ever- the tattoo artist has entered his coffee shop.
"Howdy neighbor," Lance chirps, with a mock salute. His greeting, which was clearly unexpected makes the tattoo artist emit a nervous laugh. Or perhaps it is just a normal laugh... Lance has never been very good at reading people.
"Howdy? What are you, a cowboy?" the tattoo artists responds, all the while approaching the counter. "Anyways, hi neighbor. I"m Keith." As Keith speaks, Lance studies him. Most of the tattoo artist Lance has met in the past had a lot of tattoos. Keith has very few. Although part of it is hidden by his tank top, Lance can see the small cluster of stars that reside above Keith's collar bones. "I just want a black coffee." Lance will admit it, he is looking at Keith a lot longer than he should. He is especially looking at Keith's tattoo-simple but beautiful-a lot longer than he should.
"Black?" Lance asks, deciding to do a mixture of flirting and teasing. "Black coffee is disgusting! I thought artists were supposed to have good taste."
With a smirk, Keith says, "And I thought baristas were supposed to make coffee, not insult their customers."
Putting his hands up in mock surrender, Lance says, "Alright, you've got me there. But seriously, you came here for black coffee? I could make you amazing coffee if you just let me add a little cream and sugar. If you put a little faith in me, I could make you coffee that is out of this world, just like-"
"If you finish that sentence by saying 'your ass' I'm leaving."
"Alright, no pick up lines."
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After Keith paid a visit to his coffee shop, Lance realized two things. One, he has never gone to Keith's tattoo parlor and two, he has HUGE crush on Keith. Thinking that it is only fair to go to Keith's business since Keith paid him a visit, Lance closes up the coffee shop early and walks across the street. After this, they will be even. After this, he will likely go home and rant to his cat about how frustrating it is to have a crush on a guy that is probably straight.
Oh was Lance in for a surprise.
Nearly half of the designs within Keith's shop are LGBT related, with one design going as far to include the phrase, "I think you should taste the rainbow." Hoping (but not expecting) it to mean that Keith is gay, Lance wanders around the tattoo parlor, dreaming about kissing Keith.
Even though he told himself he was going to get a tattoo, he is willing to admit to himself that he mostly came for Keith. To check out Keith... Keith who while working, wears a serious and focused expression. He wears a serious and focused expression, yet he seems relaxed. Yet he seems to be in bliss.
Slipping into an empty seat, Lance watches Keith work. Taking advantage of the fact that Keith is busy, Lance openly stares at him. Even though the customer Keith is working on his extremely muscular and a bit intimidating, Lance is thankful he is present. Without him, he would not have had this wonderful opportunity to stare at Keith and inwardly scream about how hot he is.
To Lance's disappointment, Keith finishes the man's tattoo within minutes. With a small sigh, Lance accepts the fact that he can no longer openly stare at Keith. After exchanging a few words with the customer, Keith finally notices Lance's presence.
"I assuming you want a tattoo," Keith says, and with a grin he is quick to add, "unless you came here to see me."
"Yeah I came for a tattoo," Lance responds quickly. A bit too quickly. Keith raises a questioning eyebrow but doesn't voice is curiosity.
"What design do you want?" Keith asks, all the while studying Lance with his dark eyes.He knows that something is up, he just can't figure out what.
"I can't decide," Lance responds, earning himself a snort from Keith.
"You can't decide? I have a hard time believing that, Mr.Black-coffee-is-disgusting," with a brief pause, Keith adds, "If you really can't decide, I have something in mind."
Flowers.
Keith inks a small cluster of flowers above Lance's collar bones. The flowers are small, and have a surprising amount of detail. Lance can't help but feel as though he has never seen anything so beautiful.
Well...
"KEITH, I LIKE YOUR FACE!"
/Thank you for reading this oneshot collection! Your support is very appreciated. If you want to read more Voltron fics, I have "counting stars" which is a klance fic, and "cats & memes" which is a Voltron group chat fic.
I am unsure of who created klance week, and when it started. Whoever created klance week, thank you! Your prompts were simple but really got me thinking!
Whether you are an artist or author, I highly recommend participating in klance week. Here are the prompts:
Day 1: Red/Blue
Day 2: Love/Hate
Day 3: Heaven/Hell
Day 4: Free Day
Day 5: Ice/Fire
Day 6: Hero/Villain
Day 7: Flowers/Stars
If you participate put the link to your work below so I can support you
-Nika./
