There has to be an After for Us ~ (shadam / klance)

Chapter 46 - Pretenders of the Universe

NOTE: This is not a smut scene so don't get excited.

Keith had gone back to Lance's room last night. They'd kissed and talked then kissed some more. Finally succumbing to the need to sleep just as the sky was lightening, creeping towards sunrise.

Keith woke up a few hours later, too excited to be near Lance to stay asleep. There were so many things about sharing a bed with someone he hadn't been prepared for like where to place your legs when spooning and your arm falling asleep underneath the other and worrying about morning breath. But then there were all the really great perks like the warmth coming off Lance's back, feeling so cozy you never want to move again (numb limbs be damned,) seeing Lance's eyelids heavy from sleep, and not giving a flying quiznak about your morning breath when you decide you need to kiss that heavy lidded boy the moment your eyes meet.

Kissing back inside their bodies was different than kissing in their souls (soul?) It wasn't as flawless as it had been in the non-physical realms. Being real people meant there were tiny imperfections like scraping teeth, scratching finger nails, bumping noses, and fingers caught in hair. Actually... Lance might've been deliberately tugging Keith's hair and if he's being honest it was not on his list of negatives. In fact none of this was. It was all positives because it was all real and it was all accompanied that cute Cuban boy in his arms doing wonderful things with his tongue.

There was very much a risk Keith would never be able to leave this bed and for that reason... "Alright," said Keith, pulling out of the kiss and sitting straight up. "We need to go."

"There are so many ways I could interpret that," said Lance, sitting up and tugging at Keith's shirt. Keith relented and fell back into the kiss. It was just too addicting. How come his whole body was humming just from kissing?

"I mean it," said Keith, pulling back.

"You are being very unclear with your meaning," said Lance, nuzzling his nose against Keith's before dipping back into another kiss.

"You are not letting me finish," protested Keith.

"Babe, I always want you to finish," said Lance, wiggling his eyebrows.

'Too far,' thought Keith as he gave Lance a shove. Lance flopped back onto his bed and gracefully posed himself by propping himself up on his elbow. "What I'm trying to say is we should get up for that day," said Keith.

"Why?" groaned Lance. "We have nothing to do today. No missions. No one trying to kill us. No plans to speak of and we've been pinning for each other for so long. Can't we just take a day to bask?"

Keith felt his heart swell. In some ways he really wanted to agree and just lie back down. However... "We do have plans."

"Oh?"

"You're going to introduce me to your parents," said Keith with a blush.

"Oh quiznak!" said Lance, sitting up straight again.

"Wait. Didn't you want me to meet them?"

"Yeah, but I just realized I'm going to have to come out as bisexual to my family." Lance looked completely freaked. Keith felt for him and took his hand.

"Do you think they're going to be upset?"

"No. I don't think so," said Lance. "I mean my sister has a girlfriend and my uncle's trans so it's not like I'm the first."

"What?" deadpanned Keith, releasing Lance's hand. "Half your family is queer and you were still in the closet?"

"Whatever," Lance shot back. "You were raised by gay dads, but you were in the closet too!"