Don't Come Down// Klance

Never Felt Like This Before

A note landed on Lance's desk when he was half asleep. The landing of the paper startled him enough to get him to sit up and when Lance glanced over at Keith, he was snickering. Lance stuck his tongue out at him and pulled open the folded note, blinking his eyes rapidly so his vision wouldn't be so blurred. He was incredibly tired at the moment, having stayed up half the night to finish the homework he had for this very class. Not that it did him much good. Lance wasn't even sure if he had done any of it right and since it was so late at night, Keith hadn't been up to come over and check his work.

How's it going sleeping beauty?

Fuck off Keith I'm tired.

I told you to do your work on Friday. It's not my fault you waited until up Sunday to start it.

Yeah well I had better things to do.

Texting Riley and playing video games does not count as better things to do.

Lance flipped Keith off before hitting the note back to him with his reply. It had been a week since Lance had put Operation Make Aurora Like Me into action and so far, so good. Lance was amazed at how well Keith and him got along. Sure they fought every now and then, usually over something stupid like who the best band in the world was (Keith was adamant it was The Who but Lance had gone with Led Zepplin) and who would get the highest score in the drill simulation they usually did together after classes were all finished but other than that, everything was going according to plan.

On Wednesday, everyone had hung out in the common room, one of the only areas in this damn base where girls and boys can interact with one another, and talked about upcoming projects, books, tv shows, movies, etc. Lance had sat next to Aurora and Keith on the sofa the entire time. Lance felt giddy every time Aurora's hand accidentally brushed against his or every time she hit her shoulder against his own playfully. It made his stomach do flips just looking at her next to him and Lance couldn't wait for them to all hang out again later today at the arcade in town. It was one of the only fun places actually around the Garrison.

Yeah, yeah Lance. Just pay attention to the lesson.

You pay attention Kogane. You're the one who started passing notes.

Keith grinned, folded up the note and shoved it into he pocket of his uniform before picking back up his pencil and tapping it against his chin lightly. The past week had been almost a dream. Lance seemed more keen about getting to know him and on Wednesday, they had sat next to each other, shoulder to shoulder for five full hours and Lance hadn't been completely disgusted or mad in the slightest. Whenever Lance would make a dumb joke, sometimes he would elbow Keith and wiggle his eyebrows at him and occasionally, Lance draped his arm on the back of the couch. It wasn't exactly like he had been trying to put his arm around Keith's shoulders but at least Keith could imagine that that's what he had been trying to subtly do.

The only thing that worried Keith though was that he was getting too invested in Lance, too wrapped up in the fantasy he was creating where Lance was flirting with him. It was a world where the two of them would eventually end up together but Keith knew that would never happen. Lance was straight. As far as Keith could tell that is. And even if he wasn't, Keith doubted he would be Lance's type. He wasn't as good looking as Shiro or even half of the other students here at the Garrison. Keith sighed to himself. He knew he should just give up on the idea of him and Lance together but as Keith glanced over at him now, eyeing the freckles dotting Lance's cheeks and his messy brown hair Keith knew that he was just fooling himself. How could he get over a boy like that?