Muted Treasure

Will you go out with me?

Lance woke up with a headache, his head pounding. He tried to open his eyes, but closed them when the sun got contact with his eyes. He groaned as he rubbed his eyes and tried to get up. He felt something on his chest and looked down, a black haired mullet on his chest with his hands as a pillow for his head.

He blushed, this is happening again. Then it came to realization, how did this happen. He looked down to see if he had clothes on and he did. He let out a breath of relief, Keith shuffled and he stiffened up, Keith started to mumble and hold on Lance. Lance brought up his hands and wrapped his arms around Keith. He wanted to stay like this for as long as he can. He liked having Keith in his arms and no one else's. Right now, Keith was with him. In his arms, that's the only thing Lance wants.

Lance closed his eyes and started to think, would he want to ever date Keith? He liked him, didn't he? He started to think what if something happened and Keith wouldn't want him anymore. He's dumb, ugly, too skinny, broken, and scarred. Lance got out of is trance to see Keith looking at him, he look at Keith back and went into a trance. Keith brought his hand up to Lance's cheek and smiled. He kissed lance slow and passionate, once they backed away for air, Keith looked at him and smiled.

"Will you go out with me?" Keith asked and Lance smiled nodding quickly.

"Yes." He whispered, Keith looked at him with wide eyes. He had to do a double take to see if his ears were playing tricks on him.

"You talked! You actually talked!" Keith shot up and smiled, he sat on Lance's stomach and kissed Lance.

"You talk!" Keith smiled and kissed lance more, he kissed all around his face. He started with his cheeks, to his forehead, to his eye lids, then his nose, then his mouth. Giving him little pecks.

"You should talk more. Your voice is as beautiful as you are." Keith smiled and Lance blushed. Keith pecked Lance's lips and snuggled into Lance. They were both content, Lance wrapped his arms around Keith, both eyes closed. There was the sound of the door creaking and both opened their eyes to see a certain Black haired man looking at them.

"Hey. I don't mean to intrude. I just came to give you guys some water. You two both had a lot of alcohol last night." Shiro said while placing the water on the night stand. Keith thanking him and Lance nodded smiling. When Shiro left Keith grabbed the water and drank it, Lance grabbed the cup and drank a couple sips.

"You should drink up, the water will help with the headache." Keith said while bringing up the water to Lance's mouth more, he nodded and drank some more. After the cub was empty, he put the it back on the stand and laid down with Lance.

"Why don't you talk?" Keith asked out of the blue, Lance shrugged and hugged Keith tighter.

"I stopped when I was little. I was shy, I was a Cuban male going to a suburban school. People would make fun of me because I was different." Lance whispered, Keith looked up at him. His eyebrows furrowing.

"So your adopted? Have you ever wanted to meet your real parents?" Keith asked, Lance looked down at him.

"My parents died when I was seven. Blake and Justin were my neighbors at the time and found me next to my mom. I was there when she took her last breath holding dad's hand and mine." Lance explained, Keith held the boy closer. Hugging the boy and weaving his fingers through his soft curly hair.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked." Keith apologized, Lance smiled down at the mullet and shook his head.

"It's fine. Even though I don't like talking about it, I don't mind talking about it with you." Lance smiled and looked at Keith. He snuggled into Lance more and Lance covered the two of them with covers.

Lance didn't know he could be his happy to just be with somebody. He always thought he was gonna be alone for the rest of his life. He didn't mind, he liked being alone, but once he met Keith his life changed. He didn't mean for it to be a cheesy way, or the cliche way. He liked the guy who bullied him ever since he moved to the school over a couple months.
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