Partners In Crime||Klance||Voltron Criminal AU

I Ship It

Previously

Me and Lance were in our dorm recording a video for YouTube. We were sitting on Lance's bed, facing each other, while Lance did my makeup. We were actually having a nice conversation, when it happened. Lance accidentally got to close. And that's how we got in the current situation. Lance was on all fours and i was pinned under him. We were peering into each others eyes and from what i could tell, we were both blushing a lot. It was like we were in a trance, we both leaned forward at the same time, our faces were so close i could smell his wintergreen toothpaste breath which had a hint of mint from his mouthwash. I tilted my head to the left as he tilted his to the right and leaned in closer, my lips brushed against his and it sent sparks across my skin and butterflies to my stomach, we were just about to lock lips when all of a sudden....

*SLAM*

Now

Me and Lance heard the door slam open and we snapped out of the trance we were in and immediately pushed away from each other. I went across the room to my bed and Lance stayed on his bed. We looked at the dorm door and saw Pidge and Hunk standing in the doorway. Hunk looked like he was ready to walk away, but instead he just simply asked "Keith, did Lance make you record a video with him?"

I nod slightly "yea, it's the...uhh ...t-the....-"

Lance looks embarrassed "i-it's a t-tutorial for my paler subscribers" he explains while looking at me from across the room. Both of our faces were dark scarlet red, but the two seemed to take the excuse because Hunk closed the door. I didn't move until i heard their footsteps fade away. I look as the crimson carpet that lead to a strip of a dark magenta carpet which faded to a dark blue carpet, it was how me and Lance separated out who has which side of the room, the magenta carpet being neutral ground. I heard footsteps on the carpet, i saw a pair of pastel blue socks come to a stop in front of me, and then i felt a pair of arms wrap around my torso and upper arms.

'Lance is....hugging me...?' I thought to myself before leaning into the hug whilst wrapping my arms around the Cuban's waist and burying my face in his chest.