~Klance Oneshots~

Zookeeper Au (Fluff)

Lance cheerfully stood outside of the Lion exhibit, chattering on about the five lions they have housed to the visitors. The adults looked mildly interested, but the children? The children loved the Lions.

"Zookeeper, Sir? Why is that lion over there black?" A kid said, pointing to the biggest of the female lions they had. Lance grinned, and he heard the parent of the kid sigh as they realized how long they may be stuck here.

"Ol' Black? Well, she's what you call a Melanistic animal. This causes the animal's coat to become black. It's extremely rare, so we're lucky to have Black in our Zoo!" Lance said, his eyes practically lighting up. He heard a snicker from one of the parents about the name being unoriginal, but he brushed off the comment.

"What about the other lions?" Another kid asked. She was older than the other kids, probably around 14-15. She was longingly eyeing the second-smallest lion, who was called green.

"Well, the one you're looking at is called Green. She's the second-to-smallest lion, and she got her name because she loves rolling around in the grass, and she gets grass stains on her pelt all the time. The smallest lion is called Red. She got that name because of her reddish-brown fur and her fiery spirit. There's Yellow, who's the second-largest lion, and she loves hanging out around the yellow flowers at the edge of the enclosure. She also has a yellow-ish brown pelt."

"What about the last lion? What's her name?" She asked, eyes wide.

"She's my personal favorite, but don't tell the other lions that," Lance said, invoking a few small giggles from the growing crowd of families. "She got that name because of her strange fascination with water. All the other zookeepers find it strange, but I think it's cool!" Lance exclaimed, grinning as the other kids excitedly looked at Blue.

"Hogging all the guests again, are we?" A deep voice said, a hint of laughter laced into the statement. A prosthetic arm light-heartily landed on his shoulder. Lance turned around and jumped in surprise as he saw Shiro, the main zookeeper.

"Chill, lance. I'm just here to tell you its time for your break." Lance glanced at the lions as Shiro said this. "Don't worry, I'll take over here. Anyway, I think some of the kids already want to ask me about my arm, and that's a fun story anyway." Shiro said, noticing Lance's hesitation to take his break.

Lance sighed in defeat, said bye to the kids who complained about him leaving, and headed to the staff room.

Lance was walking back to the Staff room when, unknown to Lance, a guy slipped away from the crowd.

Lance whipped around when he felt a light tap his on his shoulder. He quickly sighed in relief when he saw it was one of the people in the crowd he was lecturing. He was around the same age of Lance. He was short, probably around 5'7, and was sporting a red jacket and a black mullet. He looked Asian, but Lance could tell he definitely wasn't like the stereotypes he had heard thrown around. Lance saw a small blush on the man's face, and he could quickly feel one forming on his own.

"Hey, what's your name?" The man said, shuffling his feet.

"L-lance. Yours?" Lance said, stuttering his words. Hot damn, whoever thinks love at first sight isn't real, then Lance was living proof that it was.

"Keith. I really like the how you were so enthusiastic about the Lions! I sometimes wish I worked here, too, so I could get to know them better."

Lance heard the faint tone of flirting, and it felt like his heart skipped a beat. Being bisexual himself, he decided to go along with the flirting.

"Who says you have to work here to get to know them when the Lion master is right here?" Lance said, flashing a smile. Keith's eyes went wide and the blush on his face grew redder by the second.

"Wanna know why they call me the Lion tamer? Well, I can tame even the biggest and wildest of lions. Maybe you can come and see it for youself~" Lance said, leaning in closer to Keith. Keith was now as red as a tomato.

"W-ell, uhh.." Keith said with a squeak.

"Why don't you give me your number, sweety? I may be able to get you a spot as my assistant here." Lance said, winking and pulling out his phone.

Keith was just about to enter his number in Lance's phone when a squeal and a phone flash stopped him.

Lance whipped around, the blush back on his face. " Allura! What are you doing!?" Lance said, his shouting startling a few visitors.

Allura just laughed and ran off.

"She does that often, I'm guessing?" Keith said, laughing and putting his number into Lance's phone.

"Usually with the other workers. But this is the first time that she's done it to me." Lance admitted, putting away the phone Keith had given back.

"Well, text you later, Lion tamer!" Keith said with a wink, walking off.

Lance just smiled, lovestruck.

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"So, Lance, who was that you were talking to today?" Hunk said, elbowing him in the side. The main staff of the Voltron zoo had decided to celebrate the money they had earned this weekend, as it had been way more than usual.

"Wait, who was talking to who?" Pidge said, quickly looking up from her food. Alura passed her phone over to Pidge, much to Lance's dismay, and Pidge squealed.

"LANCE! I didn't know you were-" Lance reached across the table and quickly covered her mouth with his hand.

"Don't shout it out loud, dude." Hunk said, speaking on Lance's behalf.

"Shit. Sorry, Lance." Pidge said, shrugging.

Lance was about to go back to eating his meal when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He saw a new text message from Keith, and he immediately smiled.

"You can go if you want, Lance," Shiro said in a teasing tone. "We can manage the celebration without one of the zookeepers."

Lance blushed from the table's teasing and went out of the restaurant, texting Keith where he was so he could pick him up.

Keith arrived shortly later, and Lance let out a small gasp. Keith pulled up on a red-and-white motorcycle, dressed like a gay motorcycle God. He was wearing a red scarf, along with a black leather jacket and a gray shirt. His Hair was sporting the gayest man bun ever. He had a pair of dark blue jeggings on and black biker boots and fingerless gloves. Most surprising, though, was that he was wearing makeup. He had bright red lipstick on, which strangely fit him really well. Accompanying the lipstick was bright red nail polish. The light of the night seemed to make his deep purple eyes glow like embers in a campfire.

Lance suddenly seemed extremely underdressed.

Keith noticed how star-struck Lance was and laughed. "Well, are you going to get on or what?" Keith said, flashing the Cuban a grin.

Lance, who seemed to get over the shock on how beautiful Keith was, hopped on the back of the motorcycle. He wrapped his arms around Keith's waist, letting his head rest on his shoulder.

Keith quickly kissed Lance on the cheek, and sped off with a flabergasted Lance gripping tightly on his waist.