Rivals ||Klance Voltron||

After The Game

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The crowd was off the bleachers and families were gathering to congratulate or console their sons.

Hunk and Pidge, who had been in the crowd sitting next to the McClain family, were congratulating Lance when a heavy muscled body threw itself on his shoulders, attempting to make him fall but the tall boy held onto his position, not surprisingly.

" You were amazing! My brother scored the winning goal!" His older brother, Lucas, shouted from his place on his back.

" Get off your brother's back, honey." His mother ordered sweetly then came to hug him.
" I'm so proud of you!"

" 72 points to 56, that's not a result we see everyday. You killed it out there. I wouldn't be surprised if they offer you a scholarship."
His father gave him a tight hug, noticing a dark haired boy standing alone behind them. He turned around when the man caught him staring.

" Isn't that the boy who kept giving you the ball? Number 10 wasn't it?" Mr. McClain asked, gesturing toward Keith with his head.

" That's the team captain, he plays well but I've never seen him pass before." His mother commented.

" Oh yes! Keith!" Lance called him excitedly.

Son of a peach, Keith thought. He pretended not to have heard him and watched other players being surrounded by their families.

His arm was grabbed and before he knew it, Lance was dragging him toward his folks and the shorter boy blurted his immediate thoughts out.

" Lance, no, I'm not good with people I'll just have another panic attack please let go of me I really can't why the hell aren't you stoppi-
HEY "

Son of a peach who doesn't listen.

The five family members greeted him back, Hunk and Pidge moved away to laugh and Keith snatched his arm out of Lance's grip.

" Guys, this is Keith. Keith, these are my parents and my older siblings: Lucas, Leroy and Layla."

They got that L running in the family.

" Oh, we've heard a lot about you. Lance always mentions how much he wants to crush you. Hey, isn't he the one you've been holding hands with for an hour everyday? Talk about a punishment! " His sister, a tall brunette with kind eyes, smirked but she got lightly elbowed by the young man wearing a suit.

Keith assumed it was his oldest brother who came straight from work.

" She jokes." He gave a tight lipped smile.

" It's okay," Keith laughed, " I used to wanna crush him too."

Their little gathering lasted about five more minutes. Throughout them all, Mr. McClain praised the way they played tonight and Lance's brother, the one dressed casually, made fun of the the tall boy's face in the pictures he took of him.

The Garrison players started assembling each other and talked of a celebratory dinner.

" Well, we'll be off. It was nice to meet you, Keith." Lance's mother smiled warmly.