Klance Oneshots

Beach Party (Modern AU)

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(Takes place during summer break)

No Ones P.O.V.
Lance looked out over the water, bobbing steadily with the waves as he relaxed on his surfboard waiting for the perfect wave. This was how Lance spent most of his time, scratch that. All of his time twas spent on the water swaying with the current. (Well he sleeps too but that's beside the point) It was a slow day and the waves were quite small but Lance had been hoping to get a few good rides in before heading home for the day.  Lance then spotted a beauty and began to prepare to ride the wave. Hardly monstrous yet not a beginner wave, the ocean loomed over the horizon slowly climbing in height as it approached Lance. Raising the corners of his lips in his signature smirk he began to paddle with the wave, oblivious to his observer on shore.

Keith's P.O.V.
I watched as he stood up on his board and began to surf the wave as if he was one with it. Then again, Lance seemed to have a knack for anything to do with water so he probably was one with it. The ocean itself scared me but I would never let Lance know that. Just as I would never let that idiot know about my feelings toward him. To him I was nothing but a rival at school.

Sighing I brought my knees to my chest holding them close with my arms and resting my head on the top of them. Sitting here in the warm sand watching Lance was my favorite past time, as surfing was his.

Soon I watched the sun starting to set. I had not realized how much time had passed. Snapping out of the daze I had fell into I looked up at the water quickly trying to spot Lance. Strangely no one was in the water as far as I could see. Slowly beginning to panic I stood up and began walking close to the water, my hands stuffed into my short pockets. Glaring at the water in hopes of spotting Lance in the deep blue liquid, I almost fell over in relief when I spotted him resurface a short ways off the beach. He had the water up to his torso and has his board under one arm. Before he could catch me staring I snapped my head in the other direction and began walking the other way down the beach, back turned to Lance, hoping he hadn't seen me watching him.

Lance'a P.O.V.
I dove under the water feeling the cool liquid surround me. I loved the ocean and was sad it was time to go home. Resurfacing, I shook out the water in my hair before grabbing my board and wading toward shore. I glanced over to my right to see Keith's figure slowly making his way down the sand, back to me and hands in his pockets in a relaxed state. My heart thudded suddenly and my face flushed a bright red. Stop it Lance he hates you remember? You are his rival at school and nothing else...I thought to myself glumly, replacing my smile with a frown and turning to walk home.

No Ones P.O.V
If only Lance had waited a second longer in his lingering stare at Keith would he have seen said boy briefly glance behind him sending a longing look towards the Cuban surfer.

(Time skip to one week later)

Lance's P.O.V.
It had been a week since I had seen Keith at the beach. It was summer break and the two of us were rivals so I couldn't very well just waltz up to his door and ask if he wanted to hang out. Well I mean I could but I didn't feel like getting yelled at about being annoying and loud just yet. I still had plenty of summer left to enjoy before the havoc of senior year came to destroy me. If you couldn't tell I am not at all excited for school. One, because I was not prepared to be stuck in a hallway surrounded by fan girls when I only had one man on my mind and two, said man actually hates me and we would just fight any time we came in close proximity to each other so said school with classrooms was a recipe for disaster. Mentally sighing I walked the well worn path from my house to the beach, board under my arm feeling so natural I didn't even notice it was there. Finally wading out into the water I was able to rid my mind of Keith for a short time, for the boy had been rattling around in my thoughts since I had seen him on the beach and I now found myself always glancing back over my shoulder to see if I could spot him again. Sadly today was not the day because when I looked behind me at the white shore line it was empty. Again. Squishing down my disappointment I turned back to the ocean and began my search for waves.