Friday Nights - Klance Coffee Shop AU

6 - "drunk"

"Kathryn! Angela! I have a dilemma. I'm going on a date. But I don't know what for. I need your lady fashion senses. Pleeaaaaseee! Pretty please with a cherry-"

"Keith, are you drunk?"

"NO? YES! Ding ding! You guessed it. Woah! You've just won three million.... fucksss.."

Keith draped himself over his bed and kept babbling on.

"Sir, you're going to be drunk for your date. Why were you drinking so close to your date anyway? Keith?" Angela spoke up.

"Drunk me told sober me to grow some balls and kiss him... so I got tipsy insteaaad! Now I won't have a prblrum... blrfgh.."

Angela looked to Kathryn and giggled. They went to work in Keith's closet.

"Woaho! Get me some high heels. And leggings. Cause my butt looks....delicious...donut... mm.. in leggings.."

They giggled again, pulling out black high heels, black leggings, and a bright red crop top with a white cat on it.

"PurrrrRfect! See what I.. yeah! Hahh."

"You might be a bit more drunk than tipsy, Sir."

"Yeah. I drank a lot. Ha! Take that, sober me! I'm gonna do a lot more than kiss him now!"

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"Keith- are you drunk? For our date?" Lance caught on quickly, almost putting the keys into the ignition but stopping halfway.

"Yes! Why do I have go expann this! Why is espain such a hard word to say.. oxplin... especly.." Keith grabbed the sides of Lance's face and brought him close without disturbing his train of thought. "I want, to kiss, you. A, lot."

Lance hesitated, looking at Keith's lips, then his abs, then his eyes.

"No. I don't care if you can't kiss me sober. I'm not taking advantage of you like th-"

"Laaaaaaance! Don't worry. I talked to sober Keith. He said he wants to have..." Keith lowers his voice to barely above a whisper. "..sex! Ahahahah!!! "

Lance's face filled bright red and he pulled away. Keith continued in the background of his thoughts.

"Uh oh, Sober told me to tell you that I was kidding. But I'm not!! Keith said he wants to do stuff like-"

Lance shut him up with his hand over his mouth.

"That's enough, Keith. If Sober wants to talk, we can talk tomorrow. Come on, let's get you back inside." Lance opened the door for Keith and helped him stand straight.

"Nooo! My plans are foiled! I wanted to do stuff... Sober does too but he doesn't have the penis-"

"The what?"

"I mean the balls to.. hahhhhhahah.."

Lance sighed heavily and walked Keith to his door. He asked the maids to give him water and medicine for his hangover tomorrow morning. They obliged and said their thanks.

Now, it was just Lance. Lance, and what the drunk Keith said.

Lance knew he shouldn't take anything he said too seriously but he kept talking about it like Keith was there. There was no doubt that Lance wanted all of those things too, but he needed to hear it from sober Keith first. He was going to be a good boyfriend, even if it costs him a date.

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"He said WHAT!?"

"Shhhshhsjshsh!! Pidge, keep it down. I don't want the whole world knowing-"