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Are You A Ninja? {Keith}

Yo, I finally updated! This is what happens when you're stuck on a bus for like, 2 hours, round trip. It's not my best, but you know, I tried.

I forget who this was requested by whoops-

Warnings; none

Keith x Midget!Reader

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You practically had to jog to keep up with Hunk, who was walking and happily talking, not noticing your struggle to keep up as you both made your way to the kitchen. You had agreed to help Hunk cook because, you know, why not?

The door to the kitchen swished open, and Hunk still hadn't noticed your light jog. You leaned against the counter, catching your breath, while he continued talking. "So, what do you want to make?" He asks, bringing you back to the conversation at hand.

"Uhhhhh..... cupcakes." You reply. Hunk starts cheering. "Aw yea! I love cupcakes! I think I still have some batter from last time." He thinks out loud as he heads towards the fridge. He swings it open, and a gust of cold air rushes out. He starts rummaging around in the fridge. "Can you grab two cupcake pans and a bowl?" He calls over his shoulder. You nod, though he can't see it, and walk over to the cabinets. You check the bottom cabinets. The bowl was there, but not the pans. You take the bowl and place it on the counter, then continue to look for the cupcake pans. They weren't in the middle cabinets either, leaving only one place left. You look up to the top cabinets and sigh.

You were a midget. Not even small, no, a midget. We're talking not even 5 feet.

You stand on your tip-toes and try to reach the high cabinet, unbeknownst to you and Hunk that a certain mullet-haired teen came in for a bottle of water. He was amusedly leaning on the doorframe watching your small figure try to reach the tall cabinet. "You need help, shorty?" He called out. Hunk jumped a bit and you whipped your head around, glaring at him for the nickname. "Oh, hi Keith!" Hunk exclaimed, ignoring the fact that he was just scared and I lacing some ingredients on the counter. "We're making cupcakes!"

"Again? Will you ever get tired of them?" Keith asked with a slight smile. "Nope!" Hunk said, smiling brighter than the sun. You, however, weren't paying attention to the friendly chatter, you were too busy trying to get the darn pans and prove Keith wrong. You were now quickly jumping up and down trying to at least grab the handle.

"Even Pidge can get something from the top shelves." Keith taunts you, grabbing a water from the fridge before moving out of the way of Hunk, who was on the hunt for more ingredients. "She uses her drone to to get them!" You say, starting to get mad. "But she gets them nonetheless!" He teases.

You suddenly get an idea. You walk away from the cabinets. "What, give up already? If you wanted-" You suddenly charge at the cabinets, sprinting as fast as you can. When you were close enough without running into it, you jumped, grabbing the top handles and planting your feet firmly on the shelf. You extend your legs, forcing your arms to pull open the cabinet. You quickly grab the pans and let go, landing on your feet. You turn around to see Keith and Hunk, eyes and mouths wide open in shock. You place the pan on the counter, and just to be extra, stuck out your tongue and put your hands 'sassily' on your hips. Keith blushes.

"That was AMAZING! So cool!" Hunk exclaims. Keith looks away and walks out of the room, while Hunk continues to fangirl over your move. You smile at him and excuse yourself, before running into the hallway and chasing after Keith. "Keith!" You call, catching up to him. He didn't acknowledge you. "I proved you wrong! Never doubt me!" You boasted. He still ignored you. "Hey! Don't ignore my awesomeness!" You playfully yell, walking backwards in front of him. He glared at you and walked around you.

"Hey!!!" You called after him, running to catch up. "But I was pretty cool, right? I didn't-" You say, but was quickly cut off by Keith quickly turning around and kissing you. After a few seconds in a daze, you kiss him back, letting your eyes close. Truth be told, you had liked Keith for some time now. You guessed this was a notice that he liked you back. He pulled away too soon for your liking.

"Please, shut up. I like you, but you talk too much."