Flower Boy - Klance | completed |

Ch. Twelve

Ch. Twelve

"That's right, Rob," David Vasquez laughed at his coworker, before turning back to the camera. "For those of you just tuning in, Mothman is a big part of Virginia folklore reportedly seen in the Point Pleasant area from November 12, 1966, to December 15, 1967. The first newspaper report was published in the Point Pleasant Register dated November 16, 1966, titled 'Couples See Man-Sized Bird... Creature... Something'." He cleared his throat, peering at the stack of papers in front of him as if he wasn't sure what he, himself, was reading. "The national press soon picked up the reports and helped spread the story across the country, and the rest is history."

"Thanks, David," Rob nodded with a warm smile. "Why don't we check in with the crew? They should be finished gearing up, so join us after the commercial break to see the exciting exploration of the very place he was first seen all those years ago."

Pidge sucked on their ring pop thoughtfully, wide caramel eyes glued to the screen in front of the group. It was Natalia who spoke up first, pushing a handful of popcorn into her mouth before pointing towards the screen, spewing crumbs all over her lap. "You know," she started through her mouthful. "I think David's sucking Rob's dick on the side."

Keith snorted, spilling some of his own handful of popcorn onto the couch from the surprise. "I wouldn't be surprised at this point."

Pidge's eyes were on the screen still, observing some infomercial for a few more seconds before suddenly they were laser-focused on Keith, eyes narrowed almost uncomfortably so. "Alright, let's talk about your fucking gay-ass crush on my dearest older brother."

It was Natalia's turn to choke, coughing up some more popcorn onto her jeans. "Keith has a crush on Matt?"

"No, Lance."

"But Lance isn't-"

"Wait, who said I-"

"Don't fucking start this denial shit with me, Kogane. I can see right through your act." Pidge waved an accusatory finger in his face. Natalia dipped her head so her chin rested in her palm, raising her eyebrow. "Wait, is this supposed to be a new revelation that Keith has a thing for Lance? I was expecting gossip, not old news. You disappoint me, Pidge."

Keith's shoulders slumped before he could stop them. "Is it really that obvious?"

Natalia and Pidge both sighed, and the younger girl reached out to pat his head sympathetically. Keith groaned, covering his face with his hands with a new sense of embarrassment.

"Hey, it's not that bad. At the very least, Lance has absolutely no idea." Pidge tried to reassure him, rubbing his back with a disarming smile. "So, I mean..."

"Tell me a secret, both of you. That'll at least make me feel a little better about my pride." Keith snapped, pinching the bridge of his nose while Natalia smothered her giggles. "Okay, okay, Mr. Grumpy-Pants. Hm... Pidge, you go first while I think."

"What? Why me?" Pidge scoffed, eyebrows creasing. "I have no secrets. I'm literally an open book. You know my gender, my sexuality, my family life. There's nothing more to tell, unless you want to know what my least favorite code pattern is."

Keith groaned again, trying to make himself sound as pitiful as possible (which, really, wasn't that far from how he felt). To their left, the basement door pushed open at the top of the stairs, and Daniela's face appeared over the railing of the stairs. "What are we doing down here?"

"Sharing secrets," Natalia and Pidge spoke in unison, ignoring Keith's scoff at the end. Daniela paused, before spinning on her heel and speed walking back up the stairs. "You have fun with that, see you tomorrow!"