flower boy - klance

fourteen

"what the hell?" came from behind massive, unnaturally large sunflower petals. the voice was something familiar to lance, something he's heard a million times before. something he's heard in songs and on the streets throughout eons. something he's heard in dreams that have always just been incoherent voices.

a pale hand came from behind the huge yellow petals. they split, and revealed a boy lance had never seen before.

he'd never seen this boy before, but everything was familiar. he recognized the purple scar on his face, he recognized the way his hair fell onto his shoulders just a little. he remembered the way his dark eyes had a purple tint to them, and how the scowl that was usually on his face was a dumbfounded open gape. his pale skin revealed the wild red blush across his cheeks, and his eyebrows went straight up just like they used to.

"i..." lance managed to get out, completely stunned. "i know you."

keith blinked. "i know you too." he said quietly, his hands still parting the sunflower petals.

lance paused. "i'm-"

"lance," keith cut him off. "you're... lance. i know your name. i don't know why, but... i do."

"oh!" lance said, turning to dig into his pocket. he pulled out the folded piece of paper that he had drawn keith on before they'd met. "i knew you like you know my name." he said, handing the drawing to keith.

he opened it, and stared down at it with focus. he wasn't smiling.

lance frowned. "is something wrong?" he said, starting to worry.

keith looked up. "this is weird, right?" he said, a pang of something guilty in his voice.

lance smiled. "if i can fit through your door, i can tell you all about it."