throw on a smile//klance ✩

9 - our beach story.

a/n guys i cant open my soda can while writin this wow this chapter gives me so much anxiety I CANT///// helphelphelp i need new coverart that isnt blue its making me shudder inside blue makes me very sad let me die please i need new cover art someone hELP

oh honey-nut-shirios this will hit you like a trAIN

"Lance!" Pidge yelled as she walked to her bags. "Wanna go to the boardwalk?"

"Pidge!" Lance complained, elongating the 'i', as he sluggishly walked into the room Pidge was in.

"Come on Lance. It'll be fun! We'll walk and we could stop for food and we could go shopping and we can just have fun!" She exclaimed, making it very clear that she wanted to go.

"Fine, I'll do it for you." He looked up from his phone, which was on Keith and Lance's text messages that hadn't been used in about 5-6 days. He turned off his phone, not worrying what's going on. "Why do you suddenly want to go outside?" Lance asked, turning on his phone only to see a message from Hunk

'while you're out, get us some water.'

'alright'

-

Pidge picked up her phone to see that Keith had been texting her non stop while she was on do not disturb.

keef: i cant do this

keef: what if he rejects me?

keef: what if he rejects me and thinks im weird for asking him??

keef: i cant even think straight, (lol), no im crying this cant end well im gonna be ruined.

keef: oh god now shiro's asking whats up ugh kms.

pidgeon: oh my god keith stop focusing on the what if's and focus on the positive outcome this could potentially have.

pidgeon: lance could accept and you could live a good life together.

pidgeon: lance could say 'i have to think' and later accept.

keef: but i want to be over the stress of the situation.

pidgeon: dont stress. you want this, right?

keef: yes.

pidgeon: dont freak out, we're on the way.

-

"Who ya' texting?" Lance pulled up the music on his phone.

"Oh, nobody" Pidge anxiously screeched. She turned off her phone and set it in her lap.

-

keef: im across from altean attire.

pidgeon: k

-

Keith sat on the railing that separated the beach and the town.

His mind was going crazy, he could not stop thinking about what could go wrong and to watch it happen right in front of him.

"Wow, thanks anxiety. You're a great friend of mine." He muttered as he stood up. "Oh god, what am I gonna' do."

-

5:44 PM

keef: where the heck are u.

pidgeon: jesus its been like four minutes chill

keef: what????

pidgeon: yeah yeah youre waiting for the time to go, which is making it slower yeah yeah its your brain now be patient.

-

5:45...

5:46...

5:47...

Time ticked and ticked and ticked until Keith was getting aggravated. He couldn't stand it. He just wanted to get this over with. The anxiety would be gone and he wouldn't have to worry about rejection. Maybe.

Keith closed his eyes. He took in deep breaths of the salty ocean air, he found it calming. Listening to the waves, the faint laughter that followed kids as they ran by. The sound of skateboards gliding across the cement.

"Keith?" a familiar voice snapped him out of his trance.

The voice made Keith jump back slightly. He looked over to the figure, now sitting next to him.

"Hey." He looked to the taller boy, he obviously hadn't put too much effort into his appearance. His messy hair and baggy clothes gave that away. "I'm sorry..."

"I know I'm just being conceited and dumb," He paused. "but like, where have you been?"

"Uh, let's get to that later. But there's something I really need to ask you..."

"But let's not get to that later." he stopped for a second.

"No, the reason I haven't been texting you is because of what I have to ask you!"

Pidge watched as Keith's plan went down in flames.

"Fine, tell me then. Tell me what has caused you a week of ignoring me, what is so important?"

Keith wanted to reply to that, but he couldn't. It seemed like he was choking on his own tongue, unable to get at any words.

Lance lost it. "What the heck? I ask of you a thing, that has caused me so much lost sleep, thinking that you hated me, like dozens of other people that I have trusted in the past. All to do one thing-"

"Fine! You want to know why I've been ignoring you? Go on a date with me tonight!" he was yelling at the top of his lungs

"That'd be great!" so was Lance

"7 o'clock my place!" people were staring.

They both stormed off with a huff. A wave of realization passed both of them.

They were going on a date at 7.