Give Me Love // Klance

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Song: Alive
Artist: Krewella
(It doesn't relate to the plot much, but it sets the atmosphere)

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Throughout the event, Keith and Lance didn't realize the current position they were in.

Somehow, Lance was sitting with his legs opened wide enough to allow space for Keith to lay comfortably between his legs. Keith did as such, and Lance was slowly stroking Keith's scalp with his fingers. Lance may be a bisexu-whale, but Pidge wasn't so sure about Keith.

Keith looked as straight as they come, and, no offence to Keith, but he looked like a fuckboy. It was the mullet and the way he dressed that gave off that impression.

Nevertheless, they didn't care. Taking out their mobile phone from their pocket, Pidge not so sneakily snapped 10 photos of Lance and Keith's bonding moment with their iPhone.

"Huh?" Keith questioned, before noticing Pidge snickering and staring at their phone.

"What's so funny?" Lance asked, as Pidge smirked and stuffed their phone into their pocket.

"Nothing~" Pidge teased, winking at the duo. Unluckily for Pidge, Hunk happened to see what they were looking at when he got up from tying his shoe.

"Pidge took a picture of you two- mmphghing" Hunk was cut off by Pidge placing their chocolate bar into his mouth. Pidge glared daggers into Hunk's soul; enough to make the bigger teen shudder with fear. He knew that Lance got on Pidge's bad side once, and he knew it wasn't pretty. So, he kept his mouth shut, not wanting to become Pidge's target.

"Pidgeon, what'd you take a picture of?" Lance asked, leaning over. He tried, and failed, to get the answer out of Pidge. They, unluckily for Lance, kept a tight lip; refusing to speak.

"I'll get Sophia to get you free ice cream~" Lance bribed, as Pidge flinched.

Free ice cream did sound appealing, and with the hot weather, the thought of the icy delicacy on their tongue craving their rabid sweet tooth... Especially since Sophia worked at Ed Aileen's...

Even still, Pidge didn't want to risk showing Lance just for free food. If they did, the sly Latino was more than likely to automatically delete such wonderful art (or in other words, Pidge's precious blackmail material.

And don't even get them started on Keith. The Korean insisted he was straight, but, as much as he may not like to admit it, Pidge's evidence proved otherwise. What straight, fully masculine and well skilled adolescent such as Keith would allow himself to lay between the legs of another male?

"I'm not telling you, Lance. As much as I want that ice cream." Pidge finalised. And with that, Lance could press no longer. Once the younger teen made their mind up on something, especially something so secretive, not even Lance's best bribes could persuade them.

Shrugging his shoulders, Lance gave up with a childish pout. Keith found this action extremely adorable. The way his lip glimmered with saliva even in the dim light of the moon made his lips look all the more kissable.

"Uhh, Keith? You okay, man?" Hunk asked, resting a hand on Keith's shoulder. Snapping out of his trance, he cleared his throat. The action caused Lance to stare at him with concern and Keith attempted to push down the blood quickly rushing to his cheeks.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." He stuttered. How could the Latino already make him THIS flustered when they had known each other for only a few hours? It didn't seem right, yet, It did at the same time? Keith was beyond confused. He was sure his hormones were just messing with him. He was straight... Right...?!

And yet, when he saw Lance, his brain would haywire. The boy was so kind, so sweet, so.... Perfect....

He audibly groaned, proving that Hunk and Pidge were correct to assume something was wrong with him.

A vibration in his pocket brought everyone's attention to Keith as he mentally thanked whoever texted him.

He looked up at his new friends and mouthed, 'I'm sorry' before pulling out his phone. He noticed the text from his dad and unlocked his phone.

Father- Keith, u need to meet us @ the front. We r leaving in 15 minutes.

Rolling his eyes, a sigh of disappointment escaped his lips. He couldn't believe today had come to an end. Lance was the first to notice the boy's distress, and he sure as hell wasn't going to keep silent about it; even if that pout of his bottom lip made him look extremely adorable to Lance.

"What's wrong, Keith?" The Cuban asked, resting a hand on his shoulder.

"I have to go..." Keith sighed out, running a hand through his raven mullet. He had to admit, it stung quite a bit. He didn't want Keith to leave. There was something, or rather, a lot of things about the temperamental teen that Lance really liked.

"Hey, it's alright. We'll walk with you to.." Lance trailed off, as he rested a hand on Keith's right shoulder. The korean caught on quite quickly, and showed his cell phone to the boy.

"To the front it is!" Lance announced as the quad made their way past crowds and to the entrance of the carnival-like place.

The way to the entrance was enjoyable, no doubt about that. However, there was a certain strike of nostalgia and happiness that sure hit him hard. He walked alongside Lance, which was probably one of the worst ideas he ever had.

Because of this, Keith's heart had hammered against his ribs, butterflies kicked at his stomach demanding to be acknowledged and a light pink hue dusted his pale cheeks. Not only that, but he just couldn't seem to explain why he felt some unusual twitch in his back. It was like a sudden reflex that occurred under no specific intervals.

Nevertheless, he enjoyed himself on the way back, and felt his heart drop when his dad came into view.

"That's my dad. Bye guys, I'll text you." Keith sighed, as the other 3 boys hugged him. The warmth they provided was unlike anything he had ever felt. It was new, something he has never felt before. Perhaps, this is what it feels like to be content; To be accepted by others.

Lance was the last to pull away from the embrace. Though Keith was ever the more curious about this, he wasn't going to complain.

"Bye, Keith. Text me, 'kay?"  Lance finally pulled away, taking the comforting warmth Keith loved with him.

"Yeah. Bye, Lance." He replied, turning around and walking towards his stepmother's dodge charger. Opening the door, and getting inside, he spared his new friends a wave before his father drove off and back to their house.

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Keith dried whatever water remained from his hair before hanging his towel up to dry in his room. His phone, which had been charging on his bedside table, vibrated with a low hum.

Raising a brow, Keith picked up his phone then plopped down on his bed. Typing in his password, he unlocked his phone and noticed he had been added to a group chat.

(The following are the texts from Lance, Hunk, Pidge and Keith)

Lance, Hunk, Pidge, Keith

9:45pm
L: Hey, did 1 of u add him?
H: I didn't, man. Sorry.
P: I did.
K: Hey guys
H: Hey, man.
P: Sup
L: Welcome 2 the best group chat ever, Mr Mullet

Keith felt his eye twitch slightly in irritation. So what if he had a mullet? It suited him!

K: I'm not sure if it's the best group chat since ur in it.
H: Oh dang
P: The shade has been thrown. Rip Lance McClain 2k13-69 B.C. You probably won't be missed.
L: Wow, r00d
H: Rip Lance
L: I feel so attacked rn. Wtf u guys
K: U deserved it