Warnings: fluff/ again kinda steamy/ cursing like once maybe?¿
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Keith couldn't sleep, he kept hear noises from the room beside him. The room that just so happened to belong to the blue padalin Lance. All Keith could hear was either what he believed were grunts of discomfort (because he didn't want to believe the grunts were for any other reason) and the sound of his name being called. Keith just assumed he was sleep deprived, I mean why would Lance call Keith's name of all people's? But eventually it was too much, so Keith decided to go into Lance's room and complain about his abnoxious sleep talking.
Keith knocked on the door lightly but got no reply, he turned the door knob which was unlocked. He pushed into the room to hear something he never would have thought to hear in any universe, Lance moaning Keith's name. "Uhm ahhhhh....K-Keith" he moaned. (Moana-ed inside joke) Keith turned a bright shade of red. Lance's body was twitching slightly as he groaned. Keith, having a long kept crush on Lance, thought this was a great time to tease Lance. Keith knelt near the head of the bed and brought his lips to Lance's ear, "Ohhhh Lance." He moaned into the Cuban boys ear. Lance's face scrunched up and his body tingled from Keith's hot breath. Keith giggled as Lance continued sleeping. Finally he decided to wake and confront Lance, "Lance, wake up." He said. No response. "Lance, make your horny ass up." Keith said louder. Lance slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked around adjusting to the dimly lit room when he finally noticed Keith, Shirtless in pajama pants. "Keith...what are you doing in my room?!" Lance whisper shouted. "I'm more concerned about what I was doing in your dream" Keith replyed suggestively. Lance blushed, "I-I'm.....I don't know...what y-your talking a-about." He stuttered. "You don't?" Keith questioned pretending to sound shocked. "How often do you dream about me, Lance?" Keith purred. "I don't?" Lance said, though it came out more like a question. "Why are you even here Keith?" Lance asked. "Well, I was going to complain about your sleep talking but I think I'd actually like to hear more. These walls are paper thin ya know." Keith explained. Lance blushed a deeper shade of red and kept his eyes locked on his lap. Keith placed his index finger and thumb under Lance's chin and brought his eyes to meet his own. "Want to make your dream a reality Lance? Kiss me." Lance gladly met that request. Which is what led to Pidge finding her OTP cuddled in the same bed in the morning when she went to get them for breakfast.
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Kinda eh but I like it, btw this was sorta inspired by some cosplayers of klance who kept using the term 'the walls are paper thin' as an excuse to be in each other's room. Only deference is I turned it smutty.
-S♡
