level up ❇ klance trilogy

18

*this has Spanish in italics that I won't be putting exact translations for. if it's important, then Lance will translate it for Keith. But most of it really isn't that important so it's not worth it. But you can look up the translations if you want.*

"So, my parents might freak out when you come inside." Lance laughed softly as Keith moved his motorcycle from Pidge's driveway to Lance's.

Keith raised his eyebrow a bit, "How so?"

Lance shrugged as they walked to his door, "They'll probably ask you many.. suggestive questions about us... They do that every time I start showing interest in someone."

Keith smirked as he stopped walking, leaning closer to Lance, "Oh, so you're showing interest in me?"

Lance blushed, now backed against the door, "Well, yeah. You're playing the game. It's not like I let everyone get this far."

Keith chucked a bit, "Speaking of that game... What level do I have to be at to kiss you?" he leaned in even closer.

Lance blushed more, "On the lips is level 4.. But, at this level, you can kiss my hand.."

Keith nodded and grabbed Lance's hand, gently raising it to his lips, "Every inch of you is beautiful and I'm happy to be allowed to kiss you, even if it's just your hand.."

Lance was a blushing red mess, "W-Well, let's get inside!" he turned around quickly and opened the door.

Keith laughed softly and followed him inside, the first thing he noticed was the shrine looking thing in the living room, "Um... What's that?" he raised his eyebrow and pointed to it.

Lance sighed softly and took his shoes off, "It's a memorial.." he bit his lip and walked over to it.

Keith took his shoes off too and followed Lance over. He saw a picture of two kids in the center of a ring of fake blue roses. The boy in the photo looked like a younger Lance, the girl looked just like him, "Who's the memorial for..?" he had an idea but didn't want to assume.

Lance picked up one of the battery-powered candles and started to replace the batteries since it was the only one not on, "It's for my sister, Sophie.. We were twins.. But, we went boating on our 13th birthday.. She fell off the boat... I went in after her.. And... Well, obviously I couldn't save her.." he sniffled softly, tears coming to his eyes as he set the candle down.

Keith rubbed his back a bit, "I'm sorry Lance.. That must've been awful.."

Lance nodded, "Yeah... It was.. Worst thing I've ever experienced.." he rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath, getting himself together, "But it was years ago.. She'd want me to move on.. She'd want me to keep living without her.." he looked at Keith with a smile, "So that's what I do. I have moved on, started a life that she's not part of.. But I'll never forget her. She's part of who I am."

Keith smiled too, "I'm sure she'd be very happy to hear that's how you're handling her loss..."

Lance nodded and smiled as he saw a little girl running up to them, "Hey, Ria!" he picked her up, "Keith, meet Maria McClain. The youngest of us at 7 years old."

Keith waved to her, "Hi, Maria.. I'm Keith.. It's very nice to meet you."

She looked at him and giggled before Lance put her down, she went running away again, "Ria doesn't talk much, especially to people she doesn't know."

Keith nodded, "Don't you have three other siblings?"

Lance nodded, "Yeah, Miguel should be around here somewhere." he walked to the kitchen where a teen boy and young adult girl were sitting at the table working on a science project, "Hey guys, meet Keith. Keith, this is Miguel and Isabella. My younger brother and older sister."