Honestly Lance is an ass guy. Change my fucking mind.
"Can you stop staring at my ass, Lance?" Keith deadpans, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Uh no? I can't take my eyes off such a nice piece of ass!" Lance grins.
"Of course. Why did I even ask?" Keith mutters, turning around to face Lance.
"Take it as a compliment babe. You've got a nice ass so I'm gonna look at it!" Lance huffs, mocking Keith's stance.
"You're the epitome of a straight white male." Keith groans.
"Hey I'm not straight nor am I white."
"Yes, but you act like one."
"Rude."
"Shut up." Keith snorts.
"Make me."
"You know I will."
"Do it, I dare you."
Keith huffs and shoves Lance against the counter. He roughly kisses the taller male, tugging a tuft of chestnut hair roughly.
They don't pull away until Shiro walks into the kitchen and groans.
"Really guys? I get that you're in the honey moon phase of your relationship, but the kitchen?? Get a fucking room."
While Keith's face is stained red, Lance just grins like an idiot and tugs Keith along.
They share small kisses between getting to Lance's room.
"I love you and your nice ass." Lance chuckles.
"Fuck off."
"Aw no babe. C'mon." Lance laughs and pats his lap.
"I'm not a dog. Ask nicely."
"Keeiiiith baby will you sit on my lap?"
Keith smiles and makes his way over to Lance. He straddles Lance's thighs and pouts.
"Look at my baby." Lance smiles, he presses his lips to Keith's jaw and kisses down it.
"I hate you. You have this ability to just make me melt. My heart pounds really hard and my legs turn to jelly. I hate it. Make it stop."
Lance laughs at this and rests his hands on Keith's hips.
"Its called love, babe."
"Make it stop." Keith snorts.
"You wanna stop loving me?" Lance frowns
"Of course not. Its just annoying that you can make my walls come tumbling down."
"I love it. I get to see you smile and hear your laugh. You're beautiful, y'know?"
"I'm not beautiful. I'm far from it."
"Sorry, but you're incorrect babe."
