Lance's Pov ~
What the actual fuck? Why is he taking me to the bathroom? Can't he clean himself?
As I was pondering this, I didn't notice Keith pull me into the bathroom.
"Here," he says, beginning to take off his jacket, and finally his shirt.
I stare as he stops, his shirt going halfway up his stomach.
"What?"
"Give me your shirt," he says bluntly as if I get what he's saying.
"Uh, why?"
"You messed up mine, now give me yours."
"Just clean it, it'll be fine," my cheeks are burning.
Hold up.
Burning? Why? I-I'm not embarrassed or anything. It's not like I'm hot and bothered by Keith's sharp "V" line.
"Clean it? But yours is clean. So take it off."
Well he's not wrong. Sigh. I guess I have no choice.
I took off my favorite green jacket and put it in between my legs to hold while I took off my blue shirt and gave it to Keith.
He handed me his own dirty and kind of soaked shirt. Ew.
"See ya," Keith waved, opening the bathroom door and leaving.
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Falling Paints ~ Klance
FanfictionArtist AU Modern Day AU High School AU Lance McClain is the hotshot ladies man who all but likes a certain Korean boy by the name of Keith Kogane. Keith Kogane is friends with the popular group of the school, and has a temper problem, but damn can...
