~Keith's POV/1 am~
I heard a dragging sound sliding up and down the hallway. This noise has kept me awake since 12 and it's beginning to piss me off. My curiosity has led me to go see what it is. I got up annoyed, ready to slap whoever it is. I opened the door.
"Can you fucki- should have guessed." Keith sighed. "What are you doing?"
Lance was sliding down the hall, his head on a pillow, and a box of cereal in his hand.
"Do you love me?" He asked.
"Lance," I said rubbing my face. "It's 1 in the morning."
"Yeah, but do you find me attractive?" He asked.
"Lance we're married," I squinted.
"But is our relationship romantic or just a phase?" He asked.
"Go to sleep," I sighed walking back to my room.
He got up quickly and followed me.
"Can I sleep with you?" He asked.
"You don't need to ask. But what were you doing?" I asked.
"I was totally not sliding up and down the hall just to get your attention because I wanted to sleep with you...and not because the green goo stuff Hunk made totally isn't alive in my room. Totally not that." He rubbed the back of his head.
I sighed rubbing my face. "Fine, but no sex."
I can't believe I have to say it.
"Pleaseeee." He asked stretching the 'e'.
"Lance, no!" I told him.
"Fine, I'll go masturbate by myself." He laid on my bed.
"Go ahead." I laid beside him facing the opposite way.
~5 minutes in~
"K-Keith." Lance moaned quietly.
Fuck.
The next morning I woke up with a massive bed head and tired eyes, Lance slept beside me peacefully, we're both naked.
"Goddammit," I muttered to myself.
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Klance One Shots
Fanfiction~Re-editing all chapters, I am noticing a lot of grammar mistakes, so I am going back to fix it all~ If there is one you want me to make an actual story on, then comment/message me. There are some from small comics that add-in. (ART NOT BY ME!)
