Circus (Klance AU)

Thoughts

Hey Lovelyz! So this is probably gonna be late like everything else in my life heh. I'm stilling using my roommate's computer so I only get to use it when she's not busy which prolongs the process of actually putting out a chapter, sorry but that's life. I'm sorry if it offends you but I'm referring to Pidge as a her in this story since they already revealed her gender and never specified otherwise preference in the series. Anyways, this chapter is kind of a filler chapter I guess, but maybe not? I guess we'll see where it goes! I'd like to thank those who are reading this because it may not seem like it but I actually put a lot of effort into this (embarrassing self-praise) (o///o) and it's nice to know that somebody is appreciating it! Seriously, thank you so much and god bless each and every one of your souls for bearing with me! Please don't forget to vote and with that happy READING! <3 <3 <3

P.s. Sorry if this story has a lot of Klangst. I'll try to make it as puffy as possible, but nothing makes a good story more than conflict. >:3

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ugh.

Keith pulled his shirt off and plopped down on his bed. I had been a really long, and honestly exhausting day. Also, it had been a really freaking strange day.  Now he was just plain tired but he couldn't stop the thoughts running through his mind. He had one, revealed just about all of his weirdness, almost every freaky part of him, to a complete stranger. Two, for some odd reason that didn't really bother him as much as it probably should. Three, that person had, without hesitation, accepted all those flaws and even supported him. 

Like, what the fuck? When does that actually happen? Keith felt like he was living in a fairy tail or some shit because this couldn't possibly be his real life. Not a chance. Keith turned his head to the side at the sound of his trailer's screen door creaking open. 

He watched as Shiro walked across to the bed adjacent of his. "Hey there bud, you okay? You look a little...out of it."

"Shiro, can you slap me?"

"What?"

"Please? I think I'm in some weird dream or something. There is no way that today was real."

"Why? What happened today?" Shiro asked, settling down into a pillow nest he had created, now just in a black tank top and shorts. 

Keith wasted no time in recounting the day's events, throwing on a big red t-shirt, and sitting  on the edge of his bed facing Shiro. 

"What?" Shiro drew back in surprise. "He really said that to you?"

Keith nodded vigorously. "I know! I couldn't believe it myself!" He was bouncing up and down now, excitement visibly growing. 

Shiro chuckled, his mouth settling into a small smile. "Keith, I'm really proud of you. You actually made a friend besides me and the circus family. I never thought I'd actually live to see the day!" He teased lightheartedly. 

"Hey!" Keith grumbled "I'm not that unsociable." 

"Keith." Shiro put his hands together, pointing them at Keith. "You literally got in a fight with Rolo on your first day in the circus. You were twelve." He raised an eyebrow and reiterated for effect. "Twelve. you spend all your free time researching conspiracy theories with Pidge in her dark dungeon of a computer room. You aren't exactly jumping around out in the world begging people to be friends with you." 

"Rolo gets in fights with everybody!" Keith screeched crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'm just saying Keith-" Shiro was abruptly cut off as Keith's pillow made contact with his face, sliding down onto his lap. He narrowed his eyes. "Did you seriously just throw your pillow at me? Do you see this fortress of pillows around me?"