Space Dads

8

A week had passed since Lance had given Keith his phone. Keith, and Lance have progressively grown closer. Lance invites Keith to his room to play video games nearly every day, and they even made up some inside jokes.

"Hey Lance,"
Keith started, not looking away from the glowing screen.
"Hmm?"
Lance shifted to the side, as if it would help his driving skills.

"Doesn't Shiro's scar, kinda remind you of that one scene from the lion king?"

Keith asked seriously.

Lance paused the game, not saying a word. He turned his head to Keith.
"What?"
Keith asked, as Lance just looked at him.

"I am dead serious."
Lance was still just silent, assessing him.
"Ok, you can't tell me that you haven't had that exact thought."
Keith claimed.

Lance kept staring at Keith.

"Stop staring at me, dork!"

Keith screeched, pushing at Lance's face, who just laughed.

"I have thought that about Shiro, but I never—not in a million years, would of suspected that you thought the same thing!"

Lance finished, laughing again.

"How could you not!?"
Keith exclaimed loudly, a wide smile on his face, as he snorted loudly.

His laugh caused Lance to laugh harder, and try to sing the song. Keith laughed harder, holding his stomach, he snorted freely, feeling comfortable enough around Lance to do so.

Tears gathered in the corners of Keith's eyes, one of his hands clutching his aching stomach, as the other covered his mouth.

"Hey keith,"
Lance said, calming himself.
Keith took a deep breathe, loosening the grip on his stomach.

"Yea?"

"Why do you cover your mouth when you laugh?"

"Because I really really really hate my smile."
Keith told, looking at Lance.

"Why?"
Lance asked, gaining a shrug from Keith.

"Well I think that your smile is really really really cute."

Lance said, his voice filled with seriousness.

Keith smiled down at the floor, his cheeks and ears red, dimples on the sides of his mouth.

He shook his head, and grabbed his controller.

"Let's play already!"
He said loudly, obviously trying to change to subject.

Lance played along, picking up his blue controller, and unpausing the game.

~

Keith leaned back, propping himself up with his hands.
"Well, I'm bored."
Keith said, sitting on my bed.
"I was tired of taking care of Leon, but now that's he gone, I have no idea what to do."

Keith told Lance.

"Why don't we play a game?"
Lance suggested, plopping down on his bed—which was surprisingly smaller than Keith's.

"What game?"
Keith asked, looking over at Lance.

"20 questions?"
Lance offered.

"Okay, you first."

Lance nodded, thinking of his first question.

"What's your middle name?"

"Akira."

Keith told him.
"My turn."
Keith started.

"Are you the oldest sibling in your family?"

"No, actually I'm the youngest."
Lance smiled happily, at Keith for taking an interest in his family.

"My turn,"
Lance said, a smile still on his face.
"Is Shiro secretly possessive over you—in a brother conflict kinda way?"

"Big time."
Keith admitted.

Keith looked at Lance, he opened his mouth, briefly hesitating.

"What's your sexuality?"

"Bisexual."
Lance told him, winking, and aiming finger guns at Keith.

Keith's cheeks reddened, as Lance shot at him, he turned his head away, closing his eyes.

Lane looked at his hands, then back up at Keith, then back down to his hands, his face a little red.

"A-anyways, it's your turn."
Keith told him, wanting Lance to ask him a question all ready.

"Ok, um...what's your sexuality?"

"U-um..."
Keith shifted uncomfortably, coughing a little.
"You don't have to if you don't want."
"N-no it's fine, I just thought it'd make you uncomfortable."
He explained, in a small voice.

"Mmm...nope...wait..."
Lance said nonchalantly.
"Are you into guys?"
Keith jumped, then nodded, his face red.
"Why would that weird me out?"
Lance asked, looking at Keith.

Keith looked like he was going to say something, but just shrugged instead. Lance smiled, pretty much knowing what he was going to say.

"My turn,"
Keith stated
"If I gave you one chance to use a pick up line on me, which one would you use?"
Keith asked, looking genuinely curious.

Lance grinned, looking Keith up and down.

"Is just the bottom half of you Galran?"

"Why?"
Keith mused.

"Because that ass is so great, it must be a species of it's own."

Lance finished, winking at a madly blushing Keith.
"You're such a dork!"
Keith snorted, a wide sloppy smile on his face.

A lopsided smile glued to Lance's face, as Keith laughed a little. 

Once they calmed down, Lance began his turn.

"Do you think my jokes are funny?"

Keith smiled a little, looking away, as he shrugged loosely, his cheeks reddish.
"Maybe."

Lance scrunched up his face, in a good way, smiling happily.
"Y'know you love 'em!"
He teased, doing an airy hair flip.

"Did you just hair flip me, McClain?"
Keith exclaimed.
"Maybe I did."

Keith put his hand to his chest, dramatically.
"How dare you!"
Lance smirked, invading Keith's personal space.
"Whatcha gonna do about it?"

He thought for a second, before stating,
"Absolutely nothing."

Lance laughed,
"Then what was the big deal?"
"I don't know,"
Keith started,
"I just wanted to be dramatic."

Lance laughed again, now starting to see just what kind of person Keith was.

"My turn again!"

"Shoot."
Lance said, once again doing finger guns, finding they were especially effective on Keith.

"What do I have to do to get the password to your phone?"

"You have to be my slave for three days, and call me master."
Lance told Keith.

Keith bit his lip, think hard about if it was worth it.

"Ok McClain, but you have to promise to give me the password to your phone when it's over."
Keith agreed.

Lance smirked,
"Ok, starting tomorrow you are my slave! You better get a good nights sleep, it's gonna be a busy day tomorrow!"
Lance exclaimed, excitedly pushing Keith out of the room.

Keith sighed, once he was outside Lance's door.

"What have I gotten myself into?"