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Lance x reader - Homework part 3

Not sure if you guys remember this. You might have to scroll back and find parts 1 and 2 to remember the storyline. I ran out of idea for Lance x reader one-shots. If you guys have any ideas for Lance and Hunk who are really lacking love here. I have so many Keith requests and no one seems to be giving love to these guys. :(

The day finally came. Wednesday had come around the corner and you were in the driver's seat of the family car. You were an only child and the only thing that ran through your mind was the fact that your family was calm and modest, but Lance's family was... Wild and crazy. You gulped as you overtook another car to get to Lance's house faster.

"That was a bit risky" Your father noted.

"But he was going at 50 when we're in a 60 zone" You answered.

"Stilly, risky" Your father replied. You sighed and kept driving. Every know again, when it was safe, you would glance at the time noting how many minutes were increasing. You had only two hours left for your red Ps and you were more than ready to take the test for your green Ps. You made sure to keep to the speed zone to make sure that you could milk the minutes into your log book.

You took the final right turn, entering the street to Lance's house. The houses grew in size and mass as you and your family travelled down the street. "Very big houses, I wonder what jobs Lance's parents have," Your mother remarked.

"Lance's father is a scientist and his mother is a housewife, but they got along quite well, considering the size of their family" You replied.

"How big is the family?" Your mother asked. You gulped and ignored her as you drove into the driveway. You parked behind the family van, a ten seater van. You bit your lip knowing that your parents would have seen the van already. "Oh!" Your mother remarked. Your hands and back began to release hot and cold flushes, sweat pouring onto your skin. You stiffened and got out of the car. Your parents walked to the front door as you locked the doors of your car.

"Here you go dad," You said, handing over the car keys.

"Thank you," You father said. We had dressed semi-formal. Nice shirt with jeans and good shoes for dad. A simple dress, but formal shoes and smart hair for mum. You wore a dress with a jean jacket and high heels with your hair curled. Admittedly a bit excessive. Your father reached out to knock on the door, but the door opened.

"Hullo, people! Come in come in!" A lively woman cheered, ushering my parents inside. Your parents were startled but smiled at the extremely warm welcome. "Ah! You must be (y/n), Lance has been very enthusiastic about this dinner! He even got us to wear what you're wearing! He must like you a lot no?" You let a nervous grin spread across your face as you stepped into the house.

'This is not going well so far' You thought.

...

Dinner was a mountain range. One second everyone was calm and peaceful, the next moment, chaos erupted either because of a child complaining or an oncoming dish was burning. Your heart was constantly pulsing with racing speed. You hardly ate because of the stress. Lance wasn't sitting next to you. You wish that he was. You wanted to hold his hand and squeeze it.

Lance was the middle child. He had three older siblings and four younger ones. There were only two girls out of the seven children. Both of which were around three or four years old. Dinner was dragged on as the parents struggled to keep an ongoing conversation. Events would stop their long line of words.

"Excuse me, may I be excused?" You asked.

"Are you okay? You hardly ate. Did we give you something that you didn't like?" Lance's mother asked.

"No no! I loved the food, I just need a little break. I don't have a very big appetite" You smiled.

"Yes yes, you may go. I should learn from you, I love food" Lance's mother smiled. You smiled back and shakily got up from the table.

"Uh mum, can I leave too?" Lance asked.

"No!" Lance's mum shouted. "Just kidding, yes you may go Lance" Lance's mother answered.

You quickly walked out, Lance following you closely behind. "You okay?" Lance asked.

"No, no I'm not okay" You sighed. You walked into the kitchen where the noise wasn't too bad.

Lance frowned until his face lit. "Come with me," Lance said, taking your hand. You gripped his hand, finding relief in his touch. Lance led you outside. The air was cool. A small breeze began to blow as you stepped out. The moon was almost full, it wasn't much, but it was enough to lead you to... Wherever Lance wanted to take you.

"Where are we going?" You asked.

"It's a surprise" Lance smiled. You smiled, but your stomach was still twisted. Lance had led you past a large pool and stepped onto a small veranda that was laid with oak wood. A small lounge with white cushions was placed on the veranda. Lance led you there and took a seat. You sat next to him.

"(y/n), what's wrong?" Lance asked.

"This dinner is stressing me out" You sighed, closing your eyes.

"Are we that bad?" Lance teased.

"No, you're not, but I'm not sure about my parents. They haven't made any facial expressions other than reactive ones and they haven't made contact with me at all. I am not sure how this will turn out" You confessed.

Lance pulled you into a hug and kissed you on the forehead. "It'll be fine," He said.

"No, it's not. I am so scared that this will..." You stopped.

Lance held you tighter. "Don't worry" he whispered. You sighed and sunk back into the back of the seat. "I can think of something that will make you distress" Lance grinned.

"And what would that be?" You asked, "Because I honestly cannot think of anything that would untangle the knots on my stomach."

Lance laughed and gently pressed his hand against your neck. He brought your forehead close to his. You closed your eyes and sighed. Lance slowly brushed his lips against yours. You gingerly kissed him. You rubbed your hand against his neck, brushing his hair, but pulled back. "I'm pretty sure we're going to get caught" You whispered.

"Well, considering that there are eleven people inside the house and we are in plain view if they look at the back window. I guess you're right" Lance chuckled. "Do you want to go back?" Lance asked.

"Yeah, actually that might be a good idea" You answered, getting up from your seat. Lance intertwined his fingers with yours as you both walked back inside the house. The moment you stepped in, a single thing worried you. There was silence. Not a single sound echoed. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of your heart beats and the clicks of your heels. "Something is wrong, something happened. Oh my gosh, I'm screwed" You gasped. You squeezed your hand against Lance. Lance grunted. "Sorry" You whispered, releasing your grip.