Literally just klance fluff

I just screamed writing this chapter PART TWO

Lance wakes up, finding him and Keith in such a tender embrace and carefully moves himself out of it without waking Keith.

He gets ready for his princely duties, and while he's halfway through getting dressed his door is suddenly kicked down by a frantic Keith, also half dressed, with only his Galra uniform trousers on (yes no shirt).

"PRINCE LANCE ARE YOU OKAY?!?!"

Lance is also without a shirt, his Altean markings reaching even lower past the hem of his pants. Lance looks at Keith and blushes.

"Keith...yes, I-I'm fine w-w-what's wrong?"

Keith seemed to suddenly register the prince's toplessness and turned Crimson.

"I woke up in your chambers without you there," he says sheepishly, "I got very worried...I assumed the worst"

"And I'll bet you woke the whole castle up as well?" Groaned Lance

"If Allura is a whole castle then yes," smirked Keith, bashful

A moment of silence followed, as though the boys didn't quite know what to do with themselves. Keith put his hands in his pockets and Lance fiddled with the garment in his hand.

It was as though there was some unspoken word between them that could remedy this, but both were too shy.

Keith broke the silence, "if you are all right my prince, I should probably get a shirt on"

Lance suddenly couldn't bear the thought of that, "Keith, wait!" He reached out and grabbed Keith's wrist

The contact made Keith blush harder (if that were possible) and the closeness made his palms that much sweatier.

"Are you...not alright my prince?" Keith asked, eyes guarded

Lance bit his lip, "not really"

Keith moved his head a little closer to Lance's, "is there a certain reason?" He asked quietly, momentarily glancing down at the other boys plump lips.

Lance moved closer until their noses were almost touching, "a certain someone" he whispered, "it's hell not being able to touch what belongs to you"

Keith shivered, "who?" He asked, looking down at his shoes even though he already knew the answer

Lance placed a finger under Keith's chin, and brought his lips unto his.

It felt like a fire had been set free in Lance's heart as he felt Keith's lips move against his, and Keith's hands find their way into his hair.

The state of their attire had not been forgotten either, and the boys found their chests pressed right against each other as they passionately kissed in Lance's dressing room.

They broke the kiss and leaned their foreheads against each other's. Lance twirled a piece of Keith's hair around in his fingers.

"I guess you're touching me now your majesty" breathed Keith

Lance smiled, "call me Lance, it's the least you can do now"

"Okay Lance"

"Okay Keith"

"Lance?"

"Mm?"

"What's going to happen now?"

"Whatever you want Mullet"

"I want you to stop calling me Mullet"

"I lied nothing you want will happen"

"Damnit Lance"