Klance Oneshots

6

It had been another chilly winter night and Keith was visiting his boyfriend's apartment for a "movie night." Before Keith had even gotten there, the Cuban boy had spent a while making a huge nest on the bed made from pillows and all the blankets in the house.

The paler boy was very appreciative of this because Lance had even made popcorn and hot cocoa. So, there they were. The couple lying in Lance's man-made nest watching Les Miserables. The blue-eyed boy wasn't very interested in it but loved the songs.

On the other hand, the raven-haired boy loved this musical. He loved how Jean Val Jean went from having '19 winters' in prison to doing so much good and accomplished so many things in France. The indigo-eyed boy picked this movie because it wasn't just his favorite, it was because it was 3 hours long.

Keith wanted a long time to be cuddled up next to Lance, feeling his soft over-sized sweater so warm against his pale figure. The whole scene had been calming to Keith, he wholeheartedly enjoyed every second of it.

Lance had his arm wrapped around the smaller boy's shoulders, and Keith had his head lying on the lanky boy's shoulder. Their legs were a tangle under the covers, but both boys didn't really care.

The younger boy looked over at Lance, noticing how he was lazily looking at the TV. The light brown-haired boy's hot cocoa cup had a straw in it, and he still had the straw up to his mouth, along with holding the mug and not bothering to put it down.

Keith's dark purple eyes trailed down the Spanish boy's body, his eyes resting on Lance's shoulder. This night, the blue-eyed boy had on an oversized sweater, which sported off his broad shoulders. But, Keith had never been so close to Lance... This had only been their 3rd date.

The raven-haired boy noticed Lance's shoulders had small freckles peppering his fair skin. they looked like stars, which Keith found even more beautiful. "I didn't know you had freckles on your shoulders," Keith stated quietly.

Lance didn't look away from the movie, but chuckled slightly, "yea." "They look like stars," the pale boy stated his thoughts. "Hm, I've never thought about it that way," the Spanish boy responded, putting his mug on the bedside table. Lance looked over at the raven-haired boy with a soft smile.

Before Keith could even respond, Lance cupped his chin with the hand that had been warmed by the mug. Keith smiled warmly, nuzzling his cheek into the older boy's hand, looking up to him.

The two locked eyes and the Cuban boy leaned in to kiss the paler boy. Their lips locked together like matching puzzle pieces, their eyes fluttering shut. The two gays stayed like that for a few seconds before releasing the soft kiss.

"You're so cute," Lance laughed, touching his forehead with the other boy. "I love you, too," Keith responded, wholeheartedly enjoying the other boy's company.

(504 words! This is a shorter one, but low-key cute. Have a wonderful day! -Julian)