Klance Oneshots

14

(Warning: real friendship and suicide thoughts/cutting, loss of close family )

Lance and one of his best friends, Hunk, were spending the day together at Lance's dorm. The two were on the floor, playing various Legend of Zelda video games.

Hunk was leaning on the couch with Lance leaning on Hunk, the Hawaiian boy's arms around the blue-eyed boy's torso so he could use a controller.

Hunk wasn't sexually attracted towards Lance, and The blue-eyed boy only thought of the cook as a best friend. Lance was feminine with everything he had ever done, so sitting this way only felt normal to the two.

Plus, Hunk also knew Lance belonged and loved someone else. "So like- watch out for that spider- Keith was writing one day. I went 'what are you writing?' and Keith hid his masterpiece!-Boulder coming full speed-- I tried to take it from him, and Keith stuffed the paper in his mouth!!" the blue-eyed boy explained grumpily.

Although the raven-haired boy wasn't all that Lance talked about... He was all Lance talked about.

"Even though he likes red, he doesn't like pink as much. Y'know how he has these fingerless gloves right? I bought him some, where the top of the hand has a lil heart cut out of it. And oh my gods, Hunk! He loved them!!" The Hispanic boy laughed.

The younger boy chuckled, completely happy with how Lance loved Keith. Hunk had never seen the brunette be so truly happy in so long. After his mother had died, Lance lost all hope.

Until Keith came around. The indigo-eyed boy was like a candle in Lance's darkness. Keith was the blue-eyed boy's lifeline. His savior.

If Keith were to break Lance's heart, the blue-eyed boy could surely be pushed to suicidal thoughts.

Hunk's mind wandered off as Lance kept talking. The Cuban boy had lost his mother two years ago, then his little brother by a car accident and then his older sister by suicide. Lance had been through so much, no one but Keith had saved him from that darkness Lance had fallen into.

Hunk snapped back into reality by a ringtone. It was 'if I were a rich girl' playing. Only Lance's phone would play that. (And mine haha)

The blue-eyed boy picked up, already knowing it was Keith. "Hey hun~," the bilingual boy gushed into the phone.

A few seconds later, Lance gave out a hum in reply. A small amount of time past before he sighed heavily.

"No can do. I'm hanging out with Hunk. But you can come over here," Lance smiled.

More time passed. "Alright, see you in 5. I love you," he gushed more into the phone than a few more seconds past. Lance put down his phone after Keith had ended it, Lance being the person to never hang up first. 

"Keith is gonna join us. Is that okay?" Lance asked, having forgotten to run it by Hunk.

"Of course," Hunk replied softly. "A'ight. I'm gonna go to the restroom kay?" Lance stood, stepping over Hunk.

"Mkay, I'll take your turn if I die then," the Hawaiian boy replied as the blue-eyed boy stalked off.

After a few minutes, Lance hadn't returned. This was all normal because the Cuban boy would spend decades brushing his hair.

Keith showed up, and he and Hunk had started talking. "How are you playing Ocarina of Time?" The ravenette asked as he was getting a water. "We hand-off the controller each time one of us dies," Hunk replied.

"Oh cool," the indigo-eyed boy responded. "I have a question... What do you think of Lance as?" The younger boy asked. "The good cop. And I'm the bad cop," the older boy laughed as he ran a hand through his mullet.

Keith leaned on the counter as Hunk laughed. "Why?" The raven-haired boy asked. "I dunno. You just helped him through so much. Thank you.." Hunk replied softly so Lance wouldn't hear.

The blue-eyed boy came into the living room, "hey dudes!" Keith walked up to Lance and kissed him softly. "You okay?" The pale boy asked Lance. Keith always asked the blue-eyed boy this, knowing that Lance used to cut his thighs and wrists. It was terrible that Keith had to see those, but the blue-eyed boy learned to love his scars.

It was like a memento of moving on to him. "I'm great," Lance replied as the raven-haired boy rubbed the tan boy's arms thoughtfully.

They shared another kiss before the taller boy sat down on the floor next to Hunk,  Keith sitting in Lance's lap. "Who gets the controller?" Hunk asked the boys.

"Why not Keith?" The Spanish boy asked. "Mkay," the ravenette said as the controller was passed to him.

As the pale boy was trying to get past the boulders and spiders, Lance snakes his arms around Keith's waist. The bilingual boy started to kiss the indigo-eyed boy's neck, making Keith blush deeply.

Hunk didn't notice, his eyes focused on the screen. Meanwhile, the lanky boy had slipped a hand under Keith's shirt, feeling his muscles.

Lance continues to kiss Keith's neck, sending tingles all over the pale boy's body. The blue-eyed boy could never keep his hands off Keith. The younger boy was like a drug to him.

And Lance was grateful for the drug.

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(819 words. Hello, dear readers! There might be some foreshadow-ish thing for the next chapter in here. MIGHT BE. Anyway yea im tired bye. -Juian)