I'm Not Easy {Klance Omegaverse/ HS AU}

The Date 2.0

(( WARNINGS; jus a little steamy session between them but it's not exactly NSFW... yet at least. Also, there is a suicide mentioned, so if that triggers anyone in any way, please do not read.))

The Starbucks was rather close to Keith's house, so he ventured there quite often. Only when Shiro was willing to drive him, though. Because of course he'd never approve of the omega roaming the streets alone.

As him and Lance walked up to the entrance, hand in hand, their fingers lightly laced together. Until the alpha stepped forward opening the door and stepping out of the way to let Keith through.

" Oh aren't you such a gentleman..." The smaller male felt his face heat up. Lance only smiled at him as they both made their way into the entryway. A blast of frigid AC slammed against them, but it was pleasant considering the warmer temperatures outside.

" So what do you usually get here?" The quarterback shoved his hands down into his pockets, not really sure what to do with them at the moment.

" Just a frappechino." Keith shrugged.

" How basic of you." Lance chuckled, ruffling the omega's hair.

" If you're a such a coffee aficionado then what would you suggest?" He felt himself standing very close to the alpha, and his instincts couldn't have been happier about it.

" I don't know, I've always liked their macchiatos but I guess that's just me."

" I've never had one... but now I'm curious..." Keith rose an eyebrow at Lance.

They stepped up to order, and not so coincidentally they both decided to try each other's favorites. It was a little awkward when they ordered, mainly because they were both blushing, and laughing like lovestruck idiots the whole time.

Keith noticed that there was a new barista working behind the counter, but he couldn't really get a good look at him because of the bakery case, which was filled with cookies and other assorted goods. He did catch a glimpse of the long, almost snowy white hair the person had. It seemed out of the ordinary to him, mainly because he had only ever seen one young person with hair naturally that color. Keith just brushed it off, trying to focus on Lance.

The omega couldn't help but admire the way the dim-ish lighting shone on the other's skin, how it only made him seem tanner. It also exposed some very faint, practically invisible freckles that dotted Lance's cheeks. " Since when do you have freckles?" He asked, hesitating to pull the alpha's face closer.

" Since always." Lance smiled. " Most people don't notice them, though." He smirked at Keith, who wouldn't admit that he'd been staring.

Their drinks were put up at the other counter, where the straws and other essentials were kept. They sat upon small, printed receipts.

Lance grabbed the frappechino, then Keith picked up his macchiato, and the paper slip stuck to the bottom of the cup due to condensation. He peeled it off and couldn't help but go wide eyed at a small note that had been added. It was written in a purple-colored ink, and a little bit smeared at the edges.

In case you ever realize that you deserve better~ 555-8923

-L

" Um..." Keith breathed out, looking up to see that someone was rather ominously watching him from behind the counter. The white hair was starting to give him chills, as he wondered how it could be normal. Even though Allura had hair of that pigment, she made it look amazing. Rather, this guy, he made it seem strange and almost scary.

Lance noticed the omega's facial expression was... off. He plucked the receipt from his hand and scanned over the little flirtatious and insulting note.