Bodysnatchers

7

It's the first of May, which means tomorrow is Keith's prom.

He's not exactly excited for it, but he's definitely not complaining about not needing to go to school. That's the only good thing he can even think of about attending prom. Sure he gets to take nice pictures with his friends, in a good suit that he knows he looks fairly decent in, but the actual prom itself isn't appealing to him. Keith doesn't want a part in the school hierarchy, but 'it's a one time thing' Shiro told him, and so he has to go this year.

He just wishes that he knew more of the people going so he wouldn't be as uncomfortable, but he's an 'antisocial emo-kid' who no one even bothers to look at, and so knowing people is not and has never been Keith's forte.

He doesn't know the protocol for prom at all, either. What time does he start getting ready at? Does he leave at the time they were given or does he leave before? All Keith knows right now is that he should be working on his Macbeth essay instead of worrying about some stupid dance. This is due next week, and up until now he had forgotten it was even assigned. All he knows for the essay is that Lady Macbeth is the only woman he will ever love, so he's probably going to write something about her. He has no idea. He's let his grades slip ever since meeting Lance, and though he doesn't want it to get any worse, he has no thesis idea and feels like he'd rather be taking a long nap instead of working on it.

Keith's phone starts to buzz.

"Hello?" he asks as he presses the accept call button.

"Hey, baby."

Keith smiles and puts his phone on speaker as he continues to look expectantly at his essay document.

"Hey, what's up?"

"So it's a Thursday," Lance exclaims. Keith laughs at him and decides to copy out some Lady Macbeth quotes from the internet onto his essay document. At least that'll get him somewhere.

"Yes, that's correct..."

"But there's no school tomorrow, so it's basically a Friday."

"Where are you going with this, Lance?"

"And it's 5 o'clock."

"Okay?"

"And so I think we should get dinner."

Keith stops typing out the quote, and stares out his window above his desk.
Dinner. Lance wants to take him to dinner. Like as in a date? Is this him asking Keith out on a date?

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Keith needs to think this through. He does really like Lance, and the whole kissing thing and the sex thing are both cool, he knows how to do those things relatively enough, but a date is something he's not accustomed to. He's never been asked on a date, let alone gone on one, his ex boyfriend and him preferred to just stay at one of their houses and do something more chill. So to have his first date possibly with Lance McClain is a little more nerve wracking than he'd imagine most first dates would be.

Keith knows he can't say no to Lance, but then remembers his paper. He fucking hates his english teacher in this moment, more than he did before. He can't blow off homework again, no matter how much as he wants to. His grades are suffering and he needs to hand in this stupid essay before Shiro questions him as to why his grades are slipping.

"I would love to, but," he answers hesitantly.

"It's fine if you don't want to, I mean, if you just want to keep fucking around and stuff that's totally cool. I just thought- I don't know I-"

"Lance, no, oh my gosh," Keith chuckles. "I genuinely do want to go on a date with you, it's just that-"

Keith sighs. He has to set this limit.