Now's Not The Time (A Klance SpideyPool AU)

Chapter 7: First Date, or More?

*Don't kill me...?*

Chapter 7: First Date, or More?

Keith's P.O.V

We parked a few blocks away from the parlour, just so we could have the walk to and from it to spend together properly. I know it was a stupid idea, but the thought of it just felt nice; that and I had a feeling Shiro would wail on Lance for not driving me here.

"So do you like ice cream much?" I chuckle softly and shake my head,

"I can't actually eat it. I'm lactose intolerant." I watch as Lance's face grows in horror, as I bite back my laugh.

"Holy shit fuck, Keith! Why didn't you say something sooner?! You don't just agree to go on a date to somewhere where you can't actually even eat the food, that just isn't right! Dude, why would you even thing about being so nice?! Fucking hell!" I watch Lance as he continues going on his tangent when I grab his shoulder gently,

"Lance. They have sorbet. It's not dairy. And besides, I can eat the ice cream if I want, I just have to deal with the consequences later on." I chuckle softly and I watch as Lance realises what I was doing. I stare at him with a smile on my face as I watch his smirk grow. My eyes widen and my natural instincts screamed to run.

"YOu little—!" Lance leaped at me and I screamed out playfully and began running to the parlour, hoping the publicity would hold Lance's reactions at bay. I listened as Lance laughed whilst running after me.

I see the parlour in my sights when arms wrap around my waist and cuddle me against a familiar body, pressing me softly against the wall.

"Gotcha." Lance whispers into my ear and I laugh loudly and wiggle in his grip.

"Cheater." I joke and he laughs, shaking his head, pulling away slightly and holding his hand out to me. I smile softly and take it gently curling my fingers around his, feeling comfortable in his touch.

"I do what I need to get what I want." I roll my eyes as Lance's holds open the door for me as we walk in.

Ice Cold was a new franchise but it was already doing well for itself. They already have a few hundred stores over the state and we doing quite well, but I was curious to know if they would beat the ice cream place Mum used to get our stuff from. I swallow thickly at the thought.

"Pidge, Shiro, I didn't know you guys were going to be here today. Are you on a date too?" I turn my gaze to see Shiro and Pidge sitting in a booth together. The couple looks at us and nod.

"Yeah, we wanted to see if this place is as good at the reviews say they are." Shiro says and I frown confused.

"But didn't you say—" I shut up when Pidge glares at me, something scary. I swallow thickly and grip onto Lance tighter.

"Well, why don't we all sit together? Have you guys ordered your ice cream yet?" Pidge and Shiro shake their heads, holding up their menu. Oh my god, how many different ice cream flavours can you have to have a menu that big?!

"Come sit with us. I'd like to get to know you, Lance." I watch Shiro carefully. I knew that look. He set this date up with Pidge so that he would have a reason to spy on me and Lance on our d-date.

God, I still feel funny saying that word. I move with Lance as he guides us into the booths seats, with me on the edge, and him sitting next to Pidge, Shiro on the other end of the curved booth.

"So Lance, what are yo—" Lance unintentionally cut Shiro off,

"How about we pick food first, and then we can talk." It wasn't a question. My body shuddered slightly when I realised that Lance was using his Deadpool voice. You don't argue with the Deadpool voice. You don't argue with Deadpool, period.