7 Minutes In Heaven // Voltron LD Ships

Klance

"Keith," Pidge says, drawing two slips of paper out of Lance's blue helmet that is full of slips of paper. "Lance." She finishes.

All eyes turn to Keith, sitting on the floor beside Shiro, and Lance sitting comfortably on the couch.

"No way," Lance states, making an 'X' with his arms in front of his face. "No, nada, not happening."

"Come on Lance," chirps Pidge. "It's just Keith."

"What are you implying, Pidge?" Keith huffs, a bit offended by 'just Keith'.

"I mean, you're not so bad. Wouldn't kill you." Pidge says defensively.

"It's teammate bonding!" Allura chimes in. "A great way to settle your rivalry." She beams, patting Lance on the shoulder lightly.

"Seven minutes, in then out in no time." Shiro says, assuring Lance and Keith.

"I'm a bit offended to not be taken seriously." Keith crosses his arms over his chest.

"How long do you think you'll last, Keith?" A devilish smirk creeps across Lance's face. "I'm sure I'll last longer than you."

"What're you saying?" Keith says in a monotone.

"I'm saying, you're weak and won't last long." Lance slips down to the floor Keith is sitting on. "Mullet."

"I can last longer than you." Keith stands up, followed by Lance. Lance was still a few inches taller than Keith.

"Oh, is that a bet?" Lance gets in Keith's face. "You're on Mullet."

Lance walks confidently over to the closet, followed by Keith stomping his way over. Once they're both inside, Pidge closes the closet door. "Good luck you two," she hums, replacing herself back onto her previous place on the couch.

Lance stood on one side of the closet while Keith stood across from him on the other side. They both had their arms crossed against their chests.

They stared deep into each other's eyes in dead silence. That is, until Keith stomps on Lance's foot. "Stop looking at me like that, creep."

"I'm the creep?!" Lance raises his voice. "Says you! You emo!"

Keith stares Lance down. "I'm not emo!" He huffs.

"Hey, you're right there. You're a short, grumpy emo." Lance taunts Keith.

"What are you trying to get out of me?!" Keith growls.

"A good reaction."

Lance and Keith stare at each other, giving dirty looks and making faces.

This staring contest continues until Keith's stomach makes a rumbling sound. Keith clutches his stomach and is a bit flustered and embarrassed.

"I- I should have eaten earlier." Keith says, avoiding Lance's eyes.

Lance sticks his hand in one of his pockets and rustles around in it. "Lucky for you," he begins, "I have a granola bar with me." Lance pulls out a granola bar from his pocket and holds it out for Keith to take.

"Where did you even find one of those?" Keith asks suspiciously.

"Well, you know how characters like- never change clothes unless they're in action, right? And there's no washing machines out here- so I still had this in my pocket from the Garrison." Lance was making all kinds of hand gestures.

"Right..." Keith drags out the 'R' so it's more exaggerated. Keith's stomach rumbles again. The granola bar might be old, but it's tempting.

Keith reaches for the granola bar, but Lance pulls it away.

"But but but but," Lance says, waving his index finger in the air. "First of all, you never even thanked me for offering a good snack to you. Second, before you can get this, you must tell me how much you adore me and how good I look."

Keith looks disgusted. 'Is this guy for real?' He thinks, trying to come up with his next response.

"Oh great Lance," Keith says in the most sarcastic tone. "You are so great. What would I ever do without you." Keith's monotone voice screams 'sarcasm'.

"Oh come on, you can do better than that!" Lance says in some kind of encouraging way.

"Oh Lance, you're every persons' dream! You're so kind with your gentle words. Your looks do most of the talking! Who wouldn't adore you?" Keith bats his eyes and giggles like a teenage fangirl.

'That's gay.' Pidge's voice rings through Keith's head. (A/N: I'm sorry I had to.)

Lance is flustered by Keith's words. "D-did you mean that?" He stutters at a loss of thoughts.

"Why would I mean something as pathetic as that?" Keith's face is cold.

A shiver goes down Lance's spine.

"Now, the granola bar." Keith demands.

Lance hands him the granola bar, defeated.

Keith happily takes the food and begins munching on it. It's not too bad for a few months old.

After Keith scarfed down the granola bar, they sat in silence. This had to be the longest 7 minutes of their lives. A sudden thought came to Lance's mind and he blurt it out. "I bet I can kiss better than you." He says, realizing his mistake right after doing so.

Keith sat in a bit of shock. "Oh yeah?" Keith crossed his arms over his chest.

"I bet you haven't even kissed anyone before." Lance taunts.

"I have!" Keith defends himself.

"Oh really now?" A mischievous smile creeps across Lance's smooth lips. Keith nods and eases his expression.

Lance leans in for a peck on the lips. When Keith realizes what Lance is attempting to do, he grabs Lance by the collar of his shirt and pulls him into him. Their lips crash together and Lance jumps a bit.

The kiss was sloppy but satisfying. They stayed like that for a moment until they broke apart for air. A deep blush spread across Lance's cheeks when he saw Keith's confident expression.

They seperated when they heard footsteps coming towards the closet. The closet door swung open, revealing Pidge. "Time's up you two." Pidge said and motioned for them to return to their places with the others.

Keith and Lance looked at each other as Pidge walked away and pecked lips once more before returning to their places with the others.

"Alright, who's next!?" Pidge says excitedly, shuffling around the slips of paper in the helmet and drawing out two more.

Thank you for reading 7 Minutes in Heaven, Voltron Ships! In the time I began writing this, Voltron season 3 was unannounced and the canon ships had not yet been confirmed. In the time I am writing this note though, Voltron season 3 will be released in 11 days and Lance's birthday is in 4 days. The ship name Klance might be wrong since Lauren corrected it [to Laith or anything other than Klance]. This chapter was going by Klance where Keith is dominant. Anyway, requests are open for ships, so comment your favorite ships in the comments and tell me what you would like them to do in the closet! Not everything has to be dirty so have some kind of pure mind. Thank you for reading this!

Happy Reading,

Author Nicole