Klance Oneshots

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(band au!!!)

"LLAAAANNNCCEEEE!!!!" All the girls yelled in the crowd as lead singer Lance McClain sang his heart out. Keith was a big fan of Voltron. The band. But a bigger fan of Lance. He had a huge crush on the Cuban boy.

During every concert, Pidge, the drummer, would toss a golden Voltron shirt out to the crowd. Whoever caught it had the chance to meet the crew.

Voltron finished up their song and Lance jumped around. "Thank you, everyone!!" He announced and everyone cheered. "and now, Pidge." He slid off to the side and let the small girl load her shirt gun. She aimed it above the crowd and shot it. The shirt flew through the air and landed on Keith's head.

It immediately got stolen, and Keith yelped as his hair almost got ripped off his scalp. "HEY! Give that shirt back to that man. You girls stole it from him," Lance scolded.

The lanky singer actually thought the pale stranger was cute. And he wanted to do the right thing. Keith got the shirt back to him, and he hugged it close to his chest as people watched him walk to the back.

Once Keith got to the back, the Voltron crew was wrapping up their show. He waited patiently until they showed.

Lance came in first and extended a hand. "im Lance, as you know. Who are you?" He shone his white teeth. Keith put his hand in Lance's, his face red. "yours," he replied in a mere whisper.

Lance blushed and laughed, "yours? Really?" He let go of the awkward boys hand. "I-I mean k-K-Keith!!" He exclaimed, utterly embarrassed.

Hunk laughed and looked to the rest of the crew. They all silently decided to leave the two alone and slipped out to sign autographs.

Lance sat next to Keith as he looked at his ripped jeans. "I-Im a big fan," he said. "everyone who comes to the concert is," the taller male replied.

The ravenette nodded as Lance continued. "is your head okay? Those girls really wanted to meet us... Sorry about that." he gently ruffled Keiths silky hair, which made shivers run down his spine.

He nodded slowly, smiling a bit. "I'm okay," he looked up to Lance. The two caught eyes and kept their gaze with one another.

"So, i uh.. I seemed to have lost my number today. Could I have yours?" Lance asked and, for once, he was timid to actually get someones number.

The indigo-eyed male nodded and blushed deeply, even his ears were red. He gave Lance his phone after he opened it.

Lance hummed out of excitement and put his contact into Keiths phone as the short male internally screamed.

"What are your hobbies?" The lanky male asked. "drawing and uh... L-listening to you.. uhm.. playing bass.." Keith replied.

Lance's face lit up, "bass guitar?"

Keith just nodded, twisting his fingers anxiously.

"We need a bass player! I bet the others would love you, Keith! You should try out." Lance beamed.

-time skip a month later-

Voltron had just finished their last song for the night, the new song ending with a beautiful bass chord.

Keith sighed with a smile as he played it perfectly. Lance did his end of the concert speech and the crew left the stage.

They never did the T-shirt thing again once Lance found "the one." And that person was Keith, their new bass player. The lanky male went over to the ravenette and kissed his cheek. Keith blushed still and looked up to Lance.

"Did I do good?" Keith asked, searching the others blue eyes for approval.

Lances eyes dilated, "you did amazing, sweetheart."

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(620 words!! Hello everyone. Thanks for tuning in!! So im still role-playing if anyone wants to dm me. Real talk: don't think Pidge is trans. Please. She was obviously in pain when she had to cut her hair, and she made it clear she wanted to be a girl to the team. Shed keep that a secret if she wanted to be a boy. Just dont be jerks. Bc what if you were trans and someone persisted you were your biological gender? Or even vise versa¿ so please just respect people, thanks! -Julian)