Klance || Hawaiian Vacation

Chapter 4

Keith sat between his sister and Lance with his default 'Dead inside' expression but with a little more 'I want to kill Lance' than normal. Lance had already flopped next to his dad who was busy scanning the menu.

"Get a good night sleep boys?" Rosa asked cheerily "Yes ma, very" Lance smiled sweetly

"The real question is if they slept together or separate" Taylor teased shoving her brother's arm playfully. "Taylor" Keith spat "We did NOT sleep together, okay?" "Geez calm down I'm kidding, firecracker" Taylor threw her hands in surrender "kinda" she smirked. "step on lego" Keith mumbled. "ooohhhhh, buuurn!" Lance shouted across the restaurant. Everyone laughed as people looked at them confused.

"Are you ready to place your orders" A tall boy about the age of Keith and Lance, questioned politely. His eyes clearly settled on Keith as he smiled softly.

Keith couldn't help but stare. His soft brown eyes contrast with his glowing tanned skin. Vibrant aqua strands styled messily, but a good messy. Soft pink lips quirked into a soft smirk. He was definitely hot. Jealousy rose in Lance from out of nowhere, shocking himself.

"I'll have the scrambled eggs on toast thanks" Lance faked a smile while adding a glass of pineapple juice to his order.

"I'll have the French toast with mango and white chocolate" Veronica blurted before the boy's attention could be turned back to Keith, she could sense her brother's jealousy from a mile. The others totally oblivious, although Veronica was always an observant, smart girl.

The rest of the group ordered before Keith was the last one left.

"And you?" His charming smile stretched further than it had towards anyone else. His eyes glistening.

Lance internally huffed.

"Uh, strawberry waffles please," Keith asked with a light blush. "Anything else?" Lance hadn't noticed till now but his name tag read 'Leo'

Pfft Leo

Lance thought.

"Mango smoothie too" Keith smile, which obviously was returned by this Leo guy.

What the hell, Keith never smiles! Well to strangers he doesn't, normally. Who does this guy think he is??

"Of course" with that, he walked away with confident strides and a slight swing of his hips. Lance inwardly groaned at the sudden feelings welling up inside him. He quickly excused himself and ran to the bathrooms.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" Lance slumped against the sink. His head hung low in frustration. "This cannot happen" he slowly lifted his gaze to the mirror. His reflection looking back. He was about to splash his face with water but the door opened slightly.

"Hey son" Lance quickly gained composure, repressing all his thoughts and questions around Keith. "Oh uh hey Dad" Lance faked a smile in hopes of him not questioning anything.

That hope was short lived.

"You look a little stressed. Is everything okay?" He asked with a clear concerned expression in his eyes.

"Uh yep everything fine, all good, handy-dandy, uh good" he chuckled nervously.

His dad pondered for a second, thinking how to word this.

"Fuck it" Lance's dad cursed, he decided to cut straight to the chase.

"Do you have feelings for Keith? It's totally cool if y—" "NO, WHAT? DAD!  NO OF COURSE NOT" he laughed awkwardly, trying to play it off as a joke "I mean pfft no, where'd you get that idea from?"

"Lance it's okay you can tell me" he smiled reassuringly. Lance felt himself visibly relax. He had seen the same smile the day he told his family he was Bisexual, about 2 years ago.

"Okay fiiine" he gave in with a sigh. "I miiiight be slowly gaining feelings for him" his dad grinned "I'm just so confused, why now? Why him? Why here? Why me?" He squeezed his eyes shut and fell against the wall.

"Lance" he placed a hand on his stressed son's shoulder. "Son, you've had feelings for him for a while, I could see it in your eyes. You've just repressed it all for so long but now they're getting stronger and harder to ignore" his eyes opened slowly, meeting his fathers. The blue-eyed boy slightly terrified of his new discovery. He was quite shocked by his father's words but it did make a bit of sense.

"I'm scared, what if I ruin what we have?" His father smiled. "Not even possible"

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(trying out a different POV. Comment if you like it better)

I walked out of the bathroom with a towel hung loosely around my neck dressed in swim shorts and nothing else. I was ready for a swim. I walked into Lance and I's room. He sprung up from his bed, grinning. "Let's go!" He ran to the door, flinging it open. I shook my head with a fond smile. We ended up running through the lobby with excitement, racing side by side. The workers either laughing or scowling at us. We didn't care either way.

I was too busy laughing as I ran to realize an old lady wobbling through the car park with her cane in hand. A strong hand gripped my wrist, tugging me into their chest. I crashed into the tanned body, both of us luckily tumbling into the soft grass lining the carpark. I heard a shriek under me and a distant yell from the lady.

"You crazy boys, watch where you going next time"

I burst out laughing, earning a scowl from her. Lance joined in, we were both heaving for air. I looked down, he looked beautiful. The way he carelessly laughed, his smile bright and gorgeous as ever. His eyes crinkled at the edges as they squeezed shut. The way his hair lay ruffled on the grass. It wasn't long till we had both stopped laughing, staring at each other with bright grins and sparkling eyes. I coughed awkwardly, blushing bright red as I realised our position.

I was sat, straddling his hips, my hands either side on his head. His lips turned up into a smirk. "Oh, uh, heh, thanks" I quickly jumped up, scrambling to my feet. I wobbled slightly, Lance quickly grabbing my hips to balance me.

"Damn, I liked that view" I rolled my eyes, typical Lance. Flirting with anything walking on two legs. Hopefully not chickens though, that would be weird. I brushed it off as light banter. "Hurry up, I want to swim" I stated, slipping out his grasp and power walking away from him.

Lances POV:

Damn he's beautiful, his damn eyes, stupidly silky hair, dangerously smooth pale skin, irresistibly soft looking pink lips, his stupid toned abs glistening in the sun. I grinned like an idiot, I couldn't help it. All I wanted was to grab that face and yanking his lips onto mine.

I grinned as I caught him staring back at me, my grin slowly turning into a smirk. He coughed awkwardly  "Oh, uh, heh, thanks" a crimson red blush contrasting with his pale skin. Interesting.

Suddenly he leapt up, my hips already missing the feel of his knees locked beside them. My eyes already missing his stunning face. I got up after him, rushing forwards as he wobbled slightly. "Damn I liked that view" I pretended to joke, awaiting his reaction. He just rolled his eyes. "Hurry up, I want to swim" was all I got for him before he walked away. My eyes glued to his ass & his hips swayed naturally.

Third person again:

The water glistened like an aqua crystal in the sunlight. It looked as if million of blue diamonds were melting into one giant pool the shape of a giant flower. By giant, I mean it. Palm trees and chairs lined the fenced off area, only accessible by a room key.

Lance rushed forwards, flinging his towel on the nearest unoccupied chair. Keith did the same, wandering over to the water's edge. He dipped his hand into it, not surprisingly it was warm. "Hey, Keith" Keith stood up, turning around. He was about to answer before he felt the sudden feeling on the ground beneath him non-existent. Lance had pushed him, he shrieked, desperately reaching out for his friend. His hand gripped his wrist, tugging him down with him.