Klance || Hawaiian Vacation

Chapter 9

Woah double update. Hopefully more of these! My education disagrees but eh.

Shit, I had Maths homework.

Hope you enjoy!

The door closed softly, footsteps followed. Lance put a casual expression on his face as he glanced up at the boy looking as neutral as ever.

"how'd your date go?" He asked with a small fake smile.

Keith sighed "not great" he flopped onto his bed face first.

"what happened?" The Cuban asked as he put his phone down a moved to face Keith with his legs crossed. Curiosity was clear on his face.

"He took me to movies" Keith managed to say with his mouth pressed against the duvet of his bed.

"He took me in the VIP part, then he took me took me to a fancy restaurant"

Lance nodded knowingly. He knew Keith wasn't a classy person, he liked more casual things.

"I was so out of place, he treated me like a prince, I hated it" The raven-haired boy sat up turning to his friend.

"I get what you mean. He obviously didn't know you well enough, you two must have very different lives and preferences" Lance hinted subtly.

"Yeah definitely, I don't like I'll see him again. We're not here for long anyways" He agreed.

Lance smiled giddily to himself. Now there's no one else in the picture to interrupt.

"Hey, let's go shopping!" Lance grinned. Keith smiled too and agreed.

They soon left after, not without Keith changing into something more casual and comfortable.

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"Lance" Keith growled from inside the changing room.

"Please, Keith, please!" He threw his hands over his mouth to muffle a laugh.

"I can hear you snickering, this isn't funny" He groaned as he looked himself up and down in the mirror self-consciously.

"come on show me" Keith bit his lip, his hands hovering over the changing room door lock. All of a sudden he was shy as he pushed the door open and stood in front of his crush.

Lances jaw dropped.

Somehow he'd convinced Keith to try on a red, cropped, hoodie that allows his abs to peak out cheekily making Lances head spin, he pared it with black fishnet stockings and high waisted black denim short shorts that really complimented his ass. With that already divine outfit, Lance had added Black leather ankle boots decorated with edgy looking chains and a velvet choker that hugged his neck.

Lance didn't know what to say. He looked H O T. It took his all not to shove him against the wall and do sinful things to him. Even the way he tugged at the sleeves anxiously creating the perfect sweater paws situation turned him on.

"Shit" He cursed under his breath. "Not bad Kitty" Keiths cheeks were beyond flushed at the mention of that new nickname. His eyes stayed locked strictly to the ground. He couldn't let his eyes meet the others. He could feel the boys gaze and he didn't want to meet it.

Little did Keith know how sinful and hungry that gaze was. Lance had to drag his eyes away to get his phone out and quickly snapped a photo. His phone clicked making Keith aware of what had happened. His eyes shot up to the sun-kissed Cuban standing with an evil grin.

"LANCE" The pale boy leapt forward for the phone. Lance dodged, holding it to the side. "give me the phone" he growled. Lance just stood smugly, an evil gleam in his eyes.

"Come get it, pretty boy" Keith glared into the boy's ocean eyes, a challenging look in both their orbs.

Keith suddenly pounced, reaching for the phone he desperately needed. Although just before he got it in his grasp, Lance hid it behind his back causing Keith to crash into the boy's chest. Once again Lance's hands found their way onto his crushes hips, just where he likes him.

"Fancy meeting you here" The Loverboy grinned jokingly. Keith's cheeks flush. Their faces were ever so close to each other. Keith felt a warm breath tingle his lips. The hands on his hips felt oddly comforting considering their current situation. Keith huffed in annoyance regardless. "You better delete that fucking photo"

"Or what?" Lance challenged. Keith leaned close to the boy's ear, his lips grazing the soft golden flesh. Lance shivered at the sensation dancing around his ear.

"I might have to punish you" He whispered before pushing his body off the Cubans and turning walk casually into the safety of the changing room.

"I can't believe I just fucking did that"

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While Keith was still getting changed, Lance got distracted by the shoe shop across the road and ran there. Keith took this opportunity to buy a few things from the store he was still in and hide them in his bag.

By the time he ventured across the road too, Lance had four pairs of shoes in his hands.

"Keith look! I found these" Keith raised an eyebrow.

"your buying four pairs of shoes?" Keith crossed his arms unimpressed but not surprised.

"Yeah!" He grinned "It's buy one and get another pair half price!"

Keith rolled his eyes. "Tell me why you need to add FOUR pairs of shoes to your already big enough hoard of shoes back home" He stared awaiting an answer.

"Because.." Lance chuckled nervously. Keith raised his eyebrow higher. "I can't choose!" The violet-eyed boy rolled his eyes.

"Wow" He mumbled

"Hey! it's not my fault!" Lance pouted and tried to defend himself. "It's the shoes fault! They hypnotized me"

"Yeah yeah blame the shoes"

"I will thank you very much" Lance said before turning a strutting away. He didn't get far before he turned around. "Which two are your favourites?"

That was before they spent the next half an hour debating which two they both agreed on.

Lance ended up settling on some Blue Air Jordan's and some classic Adidas skate shoes, also in Blue. Keith also ended up with Red high top vans.

They then continued there shopping spree. Until the sky began to venture from a bright blue to a gorgeous array of warm golden shades of beauty.

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"We should go get dinner, what do you feel like?" Lance questioned with a hummed as he continued to mumble lyrics to a song.

"Hmm, Sushi" Keith replied

"Sushi it is then"