It's Different There (Klance Alternate Reality AU)

Part 6

Keith could feel Lance watching him, though his eyes were closed. He wondered what was on his mind at the moment.
Upon hearing Lance shout his name, his eyes opened. He witnessed Lance almost fall and was about to reach out to catch him before he caught himself. He felt a wave of relief rush through him all of a sudden.
Why was that?
"What is it?" Keith asked, hopping down from Red's foot. He'd never seen Lance so excited before. Well maybe he has in the past, but this time it was different. Almost like Keith cared whether he was happy or not. His excitement was almost adorable.

"Okay so when I was growing, during thunder storms my younger siblings would get scared, so we used to build a blanket fort in the living room and we'd all sleep together," he explained with a wide smile. "We can build our own fort in the common room we all hang out in, so when the others get back so we don't have to sleep in our Lions," he said and was nearly bouncing this point from how ecstatic he was about the idea. "Come on we have to go look for all the spare pillows and blankets," he stated while grabbing Keith by the wrist and started to drag him down the hallway to go search through the ships supply rooms.

Keith was so confused at first, but he soon understood. Seeing Lance so happy made him feel warm inside. It was almost as if the boy had completely forgotten about the issues that he'd been worried about before. And boy did Keith mentally freak out when he grabbed his hand.
He followed behind Lance, searching for rooms that might contain what they needed. Keith came across a supply room and stopped Lance to go look inside. He let go of his hand.
He came back out with a blanket that he found, a little torn but it was okay. He didn't even realize that he took Lance's hand again after that.

Lance had almost walked past the supply room when Keith pulled him to a stop by it, and then let go of his hand. A twinge of disappointment filled him when Keith let go of his hand, that he hadn't really process he was holding until it was gone. Then smiled as Keith came back out with the blanket. "Great, now we need to find pillows. TONS of pillows," he said and felt his heart leap into his throat as Keith grabbed his hand again.

"Why don't we just steal them from the rooms?" He joked.
He was looking for another supply room. And sure enough there was one a few more doors down the hall. He entered it and dug around until he found a few dusty pillows, some fuzz coming out of the them. "Well...This is going to be all I could find" he laughed. "What are we doing with them again?"

Lance paused as if actually considering the idea of stealing the pillows from the others' rooms, but figured it wasn't necessary since Keith found a few dusty ones. Taking the pillows so he could hold them while Keith carried the blanket. Leading Keith towards the hang out area he smiled widely again. "Well sleep on them obviously," he stated while his smile turned into a devious grin.
Once they got into the hangout room, Lance dropped all the pillows on the couch, except for one. "Hey Keith, heads up!" he shouted while smashing the pillow into Keith face. Laughing a little to himself in the process.

Keith had a late reaction to Lance's immaturity. As the pillow fell from his face, his expression look irritated, but that didn't stop him from picking it up from the floor and sustaining it as if loading it with ammunition.
"Oh you wanna go, pretty boy?~" He threatened in a purring tone. I'm other words, it might've been his low sexy voice.
He decided to not wait for an answer and launched the pillow over his head like a baseball. He watched it humorously as it hurtled towards Lance's face.