Lance was a closet artist, he would never show others his work and if anyone ever asked about the odd pencil or sharpener around his room, he'd sweep the object out of sight and change the subject. However after he and Keith began dating, it was getting harder to draw in private. Lance would have to find a random cupboard around the castle and sit, cross legged in the cupboard using a torch for light in the cramped space.
Keith wandered about the castle looking for his boyfriend whilst thinking of an excuse to spend time with him. The ravenette sighed, was Lance purposely trying to avoid him? Shaking the thought out of his head, he headed to the control room. Allura, Shiro and Hunk were in there talking about some sort of classic altean dinner.
"Hey guys" Keith sighed "Have you seen Lance anywhere?" The three of them shared a confused look
"is he hiding again?" Hunk said, grinning
"heh, seems to be" Keith, feeling his hope retreating, put a hand on his hip "Do you think Pidge'll know?"
"I'm afraid we have no idea" Allura smiled apologetically. Keith nodded and left to go search some more.
Opening every door that he passed, he found quite a few weird things (the strangest probably being the detailed history of capes on Altea). He was just about to give up until he heard soft snoring come from a nearby door.
"Lance?" he took cautious steps approaching the door. Opening it up, he smiled. Lance was folded up against the wall and a mop and bucket, head back and a small drop of saliva in the corner of his mouth.
Keith furrowed his brows in confusion upon noticing an book on Lance's lap and a pencil in his hand. Curious, he reached down and picked up the book. The pages were blank and thicker than normal paper
"a sketchbook?" he whispered to himself "I didn't know Lance liked to draw." He opened the book up to a random page. Shock struck him as he was met with what looked like a rushed, slightly messy picture of himself fighting the castle's gladiator. He flicked to another page, finding a more detailed image of him in his bed. Keith looked from the page to his sleeping boyfriend. How could Lance, 1) draw so well, and 2) make Keith actually want to look at more of himself.
Keith was so lost in various sketches of himself and a few other things (Ranging from the other paladins to Kalternecker) that he didn't notice Lance peel his eyes open and wipe the drool from his mouth.
"Keith?" Lance sleepily looked around before noticing his sketchbook in the red paladin's hands. Oh fuck. He swiftly snatched the book back and clutched it to his chest. "Why do you h-have this?" He panicked
"You fell asleep with it..." Keith said, frozen "You drew me?"
"n-no" feeling heat rise in his cheeks, Lance looked down at his sketchbook "I mean maybe? they're just doodles anyway.."
"You mean yes." Keith smiled "And those are masterpieces! I saw them with my own eyes, unless you didn't draw what's in there" gesturing to the book
"I did!- I mean no- I- quiznack." Lance grumbled, hiding his face with his arms. Keith sat on the floor opposite the Cuban
"I loved what I saw" Keith reassured, placing a hand on Lance's knee. "I really like the way you draw people."
"you do?" Lance emerged from his arm cave
"yeah, I do have one question though"
"what is that?" Lance worried
"Why do you draw me so much?" Keith rubbed the back of his neck
"mmfmmn," Lance mumbled, red faced
"English please" Keith chuckled.
"...You're really pretty..." He repeated
"Then maybe I'll have to model for you~" Keith leaned back, soon losing his balance and grabbing onto his partner
"Great flirting there babe, 10 outta 10." Lance laughed
"At least I tried!" Keith half-yelled, blushing
"aww, I love you" Lance hugged his boyfriend.
"Love you too.." He mumbled into Lance's neck.
Soon they broke apart, hearing Hunk call the rest for their meal. Lance watched Keith's form as he got up before getting up himself.
"I might just take up your offer" Lance smirked, giving Keith's behind a smack with his sketchbook before sprinting down the hallway
"LANCE"
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A/N:
WOAH. Two updates in a row???? Who is this, a productive person???? sorry, I'm just proud of myself. I hope you enjoyed this one-shot!
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