𝕊𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 ||𝐿𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟||

3. Piss Off

Lance pulls you down the hallway.

"Leo..." you say in a half whisper.

The said man stops and turns back to look at you.

"Yeah...?"

You look at the ground and bite your lip. Are you really going to do this? Is it finally going to happen?

"What? What's wrong?" Lance says in a quiet voice. He takes a step closer to you, still holding your hand. He puts his free hand on your cheek and guides your face to look at him.

"What's wrong?" He asks once more.

"I-i..." you bite your lip and look away again. As he takes a small step closer, you bring your head up and look him deep in the eyes.

You two stand close. You are quite shorter than him but you can still reach his lips with yours.

Your eyes flicker down to his lips, then back up to his eyes. You push your self up onto your tippy-toes. It's not much of a lift but it gets you high enough to connect your lips with his.

Lance's P.O.V.

(Y/N) keeps biting her lip and looking at the floor. It's quiznacking adorable! But it looks like something's wrong. I question her but to no avail. She looks up at me, just staring into my eyes as I stare into hers.

Her eyes flicker down and I can tell that she's about to go in for a kiss. I mentally prepare myself for this but I'm quick enough.

She places her lips hesitantly on mine. I feel butterflies in my stomach and my heart feels like it's going to melt.

I kiss back and wrap my arms around her waist pulling her closer to me. She hooks one arm around my neck and the other she places on my jawline.

"What're you guys doing?!?" Someone shouts, startling me and (Y/N) breaks the kiss.

"Ah..., nothing" I reply.

"Only known her for a day and you're already forcing her to kiss you. Tsk tsk tsk,"

Your P.O.V.

You growl under your breath. You pull Lance into another kiss. His eyes widen.

"I kissed him," you say, clearly pissed.

"Asshole" you whisper under your breath.

"Why are you even kissing him? He's ugly," the man retorts.

"Hey! I'm not ugly! You're the ugly one!" Lance shouts.

"Really?" The man scoffs.

"Yes, really. I mean what kind of name is Keith?"

"Better than Lance," Lance gasps.

You sigh, turning on your heels and walking away.

"Eh... (Y/N) where are you going?" Lance asks.

"Back to sleep. I'm tired."

"Well, I'm coming with you," Lance says as he starts to walk to you.

Keith's P.O.V

I sit at the table along with everyone else, other than (Y/N) and Lance. I don't trust (Y/N) at all. She seems off.

"Keith, can you go check on Lance and (Y/N)?" Allura asks politely.

"Ew, why me? They could both be naked!" I shiver and gag at the thought of Lance and (Y/N)... doing things...

Allura glares at me and I know it's no use to argue. I mumble a 'Fine' and stand up.

I make my way to the bedrooms. I, unfortunately, run into Lance and (Y/N) kissing. I gag on the inside.

"What are you guys doing?!" I shout. They both jump slightly and pull away. (Y/N) glares at me.

"Ah..., Nothing," Lance replies.

"Only known her for a day and you're already forcing her to kiss you. Tsk tsk tsk," I joke.

(Y/N) growls and kisses Lance again.

"I kissed him," she says as she gives me a hardcore glare.

"Why are you even kissing him? He's ugly,"

"Hey! I'm not ugly! You're the ugly one!" Lance shouts. The comebacks of a nine-year-old.

"Really?" I scoff.

"Yes, really. I mean what kind of name is Keith?" Again... awful comebacks.

"Better than Lance," Lance gasps. How is he even offended by that?

(Y/N) sighs loudly, turning on her heels and walking away.

"Eh... (Y/N) where are you going?" Lance asks.

"Back to sleep. I'm tired."

"Well, I'm coming with you," Lance says as he walks to her.

"I'm just going to tell Allura you two had sex, to be honest at this point it's probably true."

"What's that supposed to mean?!" I shrug at his offended comment.

(Y/N) cuts in.

"Keith... Can you piss off, please? If we want to have sex we can and I don't want to constantly be judged by some prick. Said prick being you." A light pink spreads across Lance's face, covering his ears.

"And how do I know you haven't already had sex with this ugly piece of shit?" I say, referring to Lance.

"You don't. We could've done anything last night and you wouldn't know. Why would you want to know anyway? It's none of your business. So piss off."

"Fine! God!" I turn around and walk back to the dining room.

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