Hurting Inside {Modern/Steven Universe AU}

Chapter 13

"IM GOING TO BE AN UNCLE!!" Hunk yelled into the phone.

Lance, hearing all the racket went to see what the noise was about.

He was not wearing a shirt so that showed his abs and pecs.

Keith held onto his arm whining, but Lance promised he would be back. Keith's violet eyes rolled before he flipped over, letting Lance view his back.

Lance chuckled and leaned down to kiss his ear.

Lance rubbed his eyes and entered the kitchen.

"Hunk?" The Hawaiian turned giving him a very large grin.

"Adam is going into labor." Lance's jaw dropped before he started to do a little dance, which Hunk soon joined in.

Then Lance began to run around the house screaming "I'm going to be an uncle!!"

Lotor annoyed, raised his satin sleeping mask and glared at the halfling.

"What is the meaning of this!" He said angrily.

Lance froze in his tracks and began to take in Lotor's figure.

He was wearing shot pink cheetah spot pyjamas with white fluffy slippers.

His skin was no longer purple but a light porcelain. And he now had long brown hair.
He basically looked like a human teenage girl.

Lance shook his head and ran back to the room he now shared with Keith.

"Hey. Keith "

No response

"Spicy boi?"

"Kleenex Keef?"

Keith huffed and turned towards him. "What?!"

"Adam's giving birth!!"

Keith blinked. Then pushed his bangs out his face.

"He was pregnant?"

Lance nodded dazedly.

Then he came back.

"Childbirth takes a long time. Maybe we can practice fusion." He suggested light heartedly.

Keith sat up at this.

"Really?"

Lance grinned, making the Raven blush.

"Why not."

Keith threw off the covers, earning a wolf whistle from the brunette.

Keith looked down and realized  he was not wearing any clothes.

"Shuttup." He said pointing at the laughing Altean.

Lance pulled out a shirt and walked out, as he slid it on.

He left the room, leaving Keith to his thoughts.

His face was now  red as he remembered how Lance's eyes ran over his pale body.

Keith pulled on the same shirt and tights he'd been wearing for the past two days and pulls on his black combat boots before heading out.

Lance was waiting with his arms folded and foot tapping impatiently against the pavement.

Keith blushed, then shrugged.

Lance rolled his blue eyes, before brushing his brown hair out his face and giving him a bright grin.

He gave Keith his hand which the pale teen gladly excepted.

Lance twirled him around before dipping him, making Keith squeak.