Shooting Stars - Klance

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A week had passed.

Keith had packed all the supplies he needed, he couldn't believe this. He was going to be Lance's fake boyfriend for two weeks. Well, he did kinda like Lance, but that would be seen as taking advantage of him.

''Ah Keith, I'll miss you man,'' Shiro said as he stood in front of Keith, outside of their apartment. Waiting for Lance to pick up Keith. Apparently he had a car. But he preferred taking the bus. Which wasn't logical for the two brothers.

''I'll call you guys on Christmas eve okay? Say hi to Victor and Yurini for me, will you?'' Keith had never found himself to call Takashi's parents, mom and dad. He always called them by their names. They didn't mind, though.

''You will switch right? Christmas eve with our family and Christmas day with Allura's family?'' Keith asked. ''Yeah. Mom and dad don't mind that you won't be there. But mom insists that you at least call her.'' Shiro chuckled.

''I will, I will, jeez.'' Keith laughed.

Shiro spotted Lance's car in the distance, ''See you in two weeks then?'' He asked. A little bit of sadness in his eyes. ''We'll keep in touch, it's fine,'' Keith laughed and pulled Shiro into a hug. Shiro sighed and hugged back. ''You have gum with you right?'' Shiro asked, as he just remembered.

Lance had already pulled up in front of them.

Lance tightened his grip on the steering wheel, trying not to look at the two. His knuckles started turning a shade of white.

''Yeah, yeah, stop worrying so much, you idiot,'' Keith chuckled, ''Bye!''

''Bye! Be safe!''

''Hey, you okay?'' Keith asked Lance as he finally got in, shutting the door of the small blue volkswagen. ''Huh?'' Lance asked, releasing his death grip. Keith mentioned to the steering wheel. ''Oh, I'm just nervous, that's all,'' Lance said. Keith nodded and swung his bag onto the back seat of the car. Lance started the engine and they drove off to the airport.

They had discussed what they would say and made some ground rules.

An hour later, they arrived, parking the car in the parking building, and entering the airport. Lance showed the two papers, that his father had sent them. Since his family had payed for the tickets. They got access and put their baggage on the roller conveyors. Then they entered through security. But both of them kept their rucksack.

They had to wait for a half hour until their plane would be ready to take off. Lance and Keith searched for their section, and when they finally arrived, they sat down on the chairs.

Keith started to get nervous. And Lance had noticed.

''Hey man, you okay?'' Lance asked, concerned. Keith thought about it, should he tell the truth? Or lie? No, Lance wouldn't mock for it him. Would he?

''I... I've never been on an airplane before.'' Keith admitted. ''Oh... that's okay. There's a first time for everything! Are you scared or just nervous? Or both?'' Lance asked, placing a hand on Keith's shoulder. Squeezing it for reassurance.

''I, I don't know.'' Keith sighed. ''That's fine too. It's going to be alright. Don't think too much about it. When we take off there will be some turbulence and when we land too. But I promise you, the view you'll have when we're right above the clouds, it's breathtaking.'' Lance smiled. He was very mature about this subject.

''Don't you mean turbolance?'' Keith joked. Lance suddenly sat still for a few seconds, then he gasped, clutching his shirt, where his heart so said was. ''Keith, did you just really-, I'm so proud of you!'' Lance said, wiping away fake tears. Keith laughed. ''You're okay, for a boy with a mullet,'' Lance chuckled and Keith slapped his arm playfully. ''You're quite okay too, for a dickhead,'' Keith retorted. ''Nah, you love me,'' Lance said and swung his arm around Keith's shoulder. Keith didn't mind, he leant into the touch.