Klance+lance oneshots (maybe on hiatus-maybe brutally murdered-who knows

Misletoe

(Not up to date with current events in Voltron but whatever)
((Got this idea during my choir where it was a mix of two choirs (jr high had a high school) and one of the high school soloists was singing a song about mistletoe 😂)

The team worked happily as they scattered Christmas decorations around the ship. Well, mostly happily. Keith stood off to the side, quietly putting up his own box of decorations. He frowned, stealing a glance at Lance, who was standing under the mistletoe, 'probably waiting for Allura' he thought with an eye roll. Lance turned to look at him and he looked away quickly and went back to decorating. Allura had quickly caught on to the tradition and was now working to decorating the common area with tinsel.

      When she saw lance she frowned, thinking for a second that it was another ploy to get her to kiss him, before she noticed he wasn't looking at her, but another. She looked confused before shrugging it off and continuing to decorate, avoiding the mistletoe.

       After a while hunk eventually left to attempt a new batch of space cookies, since the last batch didn't end up so well. Pidge also left, leaving to work on making new lights after the last ones malfunctioned. Eventually, the only people left in the common room were lance Keith and Allura. Allura left, not having any more decorations to put up since the lights weren't working yet and all the Tinsel and ornaments had been put up already. Keith rolled his eyes when Allura left, expecting Lance to finally leave the doorway since Allura was gone. Lance didn't budge though, only shifting slightly into a more comfortable position. Keith looked confused. He sat there for a while, bored, before getting up to leave. He went to the doorway."Allura left lance, you can move now. I need to get to my room and you're blocking the way" Keith glared, hoping he would just move so he could get to his room. Lance shook his head, face turning red, and Keith furrowed his brow in confusion, blushing slightly at the thought that maybe lance had been waiting for him instead.
He quickly shook the thought out of his mind 'lance likes Allura not you' he thought. He frowned "seriously lance, I need to get to my room" Lance still find the nudge, refusing to move. Eventually, Keith became fed up. He stepped around lance, marching quickly under the mistletoe in hopes to make it to his room. But before he could do so, Lance grabbed his hand, spinning him towards him. He grabbed his collar, kissing him quickly, before running off to go do who-knows-what. Keith stood there shocked, face bright red, looking around rapidly in hopes that Lance was nearby and he possibly finds him, whether to question or Kiss him he was still deciding.

Eventually, when no lance nor anyone else showed up, he walked defeatedly to his room. That night dinner was filled with tension between the two males. Both blushing slightly and they stole glances at the other, always looking away the second their eyes connected with the others. The rest of the tables inhabitants were confused but decided to brush it off and just ignore the two flustered males instead deciding to talk as if they weren't there, talking about Christmas traditions and stealing glances at the boys in hopes that either of the two would join in on the conversation. This never happened and eventually, they gave up and the conversation faded into silence as everyone slowly finished their dinners. Soon only Keith was left, having barely touched his own goo,
too busy over-analyzing the events of earlier that day. After a lot of contemplation, he worked up the courage to confront Lance about what had happened. He walked to Keith's door, knocking quickly. He heard shuffling but no one came to the door. He figured this meant that lance was busy and started to leave.
Just as he was about the walk away the door opened and Lance stepped out. His hair was slightly disheveled and he looked stressed. He quickly pulled Keith into his room, talking quickly "hey so I'm really sorry that I kissed you and I know you don't like me like that but I've liked you for a while and I saw the chance and I took it and I know you don't like me that way, you hate me even, but I just could resist and I'm sorry we can just pretend this never happened and go back to hating each other if you want I mean I can't hate you I never have but if you want to we can and we can be rivals like before and-" "LANCE" lance quickly goes silent, flinching back slightly when Keith takes a step forward, almost as if he expects to be slapped. Instead, he is quickly pulled into a gentle kiss. It lasts a couple of seconds before they pull away, faces red. "I like you too you dork. I only went along with this whole rivals thing because I thought you hated me." Lance blushed "oh well, uhm, I never really hated you. Well I mean I kinda did at first but it was more because you were always so good at everything and so I wanted to be better than you but I never really hated you, you know? More of-" "LANCE" "sorry, sorry. Anyways..what does this..make..us?" Keith blushed "boyfriends..?... I think? I mean If you want to be" he rushed out. Lance nodded happily, quickly regaining his usual confidence. He smirked, pulling Keith in for another kiss, this one passionate and loving and not at all like the shy sweet kisses from before. Keith was bright red but eventually began to kiss back.

The kiss had just begun to get more heated when they heard the click of a camera behind them. Quickly breaking the kiss both males whipped around quickly at the noise. Lance gasped when he saw pidge behind them, camera in hand, smirking. "PIIIDGEEE" he screamed, running after her. She cackled, running quickly down the hall shouting "KLANCE IS CANON! I KNEW IT" Keith chuckled quietly, shaking his head before moving back to his room, falling asleep to the knowledge that his boyfriend would be there when he woke up.
(sorry if it's bad, this is my first actual one shot and second book I think so its definitely not the best ((or even good))