They've been working for hours. The essay could've been done already if it wasn't for their constant bickering, not that either of them minded. They were doing pretty well so far and were happy with their work.
"To be completely honest with you, I never thought it would be this easy to work with you," Lance admitted, not lifting his gaze from the screen.
"Yeah, I'm sure it's easy for you when I do all the work."
This time Lance turned his head to look at Keith. He looked offended, but he obviously overdid it because this is Lance we're talking about. "I am hurt, Keith."
"Yeah, well, suck it up and continue writing."
Lance wanted to add a comment to that but was interrupted by Keith's high pitched scream. The most accurate comparison Lance could think of would be a cat in a cartoon getting scared and sticking its claws into the ceiling.
Keith jumped on Lance's bed which was positioned in the corner of the room. Keith pushed his body into the walls of the corner. He had a mortified look on his face, his eyes wide. Lance had never seen Keith look so scared and he's also probably never been so confused in his life.
"What the heck are you doing?"
Keith didn't respond with words. He didn't know if he even could speak with sounding like he was high on helium, so instead, he pointed his finger towards the door of Lance's room. Lance quickly looked in the direction Keith was pointing at.
The door was slightly ajar. When did that happen?
His gaze fell to the floor where he was what caused Keith to scream. He couldn't really blame Keith because Keith's reaction had nothing on Lance's.
He started screaming, backing away from his sister's pet. One of his arms flew on the bed, gripping the sheets and he somehow managed to pull himself up on the bed, nearly making Keith fall because he pulled the sheets from under his feet.
Soon they were both backed up in the corner, clinging to each other for dear life.
"Alex, get this stupid thing out of my room!" Lance yelled out in fear. A moment later his little sister came into the room. Keith recognized her as the girl Lance was holding before when he opened the front door. She just waltzed into the room and picked up the tarantula from the floor like it was nothing. Keith felt intimidated by this little girl. Not to mention, but she was also laughing.
"Gee, Lance, I never thought your boyfriend would be afraid of spiders."
"Just... get out of my room. I thought mom told you to not let him wander around the house."
"You don't wanna hold him? That's too bad," she turned to leave, but not without mentioning something over her shoulder. "By the way, he wasn't wandering around the house. He was just in here."
With that, she left the room and closed the door behind her. Sometimes Lance was sure his sister was evil, but then again... he wouldn't be holding Keith so close if it wasn't for her little shenanigan.
Neither of them dared to move.
Keith noticed Lance's shoulders were shaking. "...Lance? Are...you okay?"
Lance couldn't stop himself anymore and burst out laughing. "Y-you should've seen your f-face," Lance managed to get out between laughs.
Keith's laugh followed soon after him. "Me? W-what about you? You almost made me fall over when you pulled the sheets."
Lance started laughing even harder at that, closing his eyes and tilting his head back, letting his laugh echo through the room. "C'mon, let's finish this now."
They sat down again, the same way they were before and continued their work.
* * *
They still weren't done with the essay by the time it got dark outside. Keith knew he should've left when he still had daylight to see the road. It was already snowing on his way over to Lance's house and he didn't even want to know how the streets looked by now. He needed to go home. Not that he wanted to.
Keith and Lance made their way downstairs. Lance didn't feel good about letting Keith leave because he could get hurt out there. The streets were dangerous and it was snowing heavily. Not only that, but he was also enjoying spending time with Keith. He loved listening to his voice, hearing how it gets a little bit deeper when he was focused, how he sometimes unconsciously bit his lower lip when he was thinking about something.
And how his eyes- wait, stop, what am I even thinking about? I'm not in love with Keith...or maybe...?
...
Oh my God, I'm in love with Keith.
Lance was frozen on the spot. He was aware of Keith's lips moving and sound coming out from them but didn't make out any of the words. He was too shocked from realizing his feelings for Keith, that he couldn't listen to, well...Keith.
He realized that Keith stopped talking and was looking at him like was expecting an answer.
"Oh, I didn't catch any of that, could you repeat?"
Keith sighed sounding defeated. "You really are impossible."
"Hello, you must be Keith. I've heard so much about you and finally, I can have the pleasure of meeting you." Hearing his name being mentioned, he turned his head towards the source.
* * *
Lance's mom was everything Keith imagined her to be. The sweetest person he's ever met. He also saw her strict side when she scolded Alex during dinner because of the tarantula incident that Lance complained about.
Oh, yeah. Keith stayed for dinner.
He was planning to leave, but mama McClain was having none of that. She told him it was too dangerous to drive a motorcycle in this weather and promised him that her husband can drive him home by car under one condition. The condition was that he stays for dinner. He didn't complain.
He didn't have to suffer from all the questions from Lance's younger siblings this time. After seeing Alex getting scolded by their mom and also having to do the dishes as her punishment, they decided it wasn't worth it. Keith was happy with that.
"I might have some bad news for you, Keith," he heard Lance's dad say to him just when Keith got up from his seat. "The snow picked up a lot while we were having dinner and we're snowed in at the moment."
Keith didn't know how to feel. He was kind of bummed because he couldn't go home, but on the other hand... it meant spending more time with Lance. He was fine with that.
More than fine, actually.
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10/10/2017
just a little note, sorry
i would really appreiciate if everyone could stop comparing this fic to dirty laundry.
yes, it's a great fic, made me both laugh and cry, but just because Lance has a family doesn't mean i was making a reference.
they are both different fics with different plots.
i hope you understand that, as a writer, this makes me feel like I have to compete with something when i shouldn't (and couldn't lol)
sorry again, didn't mean to bitch about this.
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