Cuddle Buddy

Grumpy Cat

“Grumpy cat, wake up,” Lance said in a soft voice as if he were waking one of his siblings back home. He lightly shook the sleeping mulleted boy. “Wake up before you lose the opportunity to talk to your professor.”

 

Keith groaned, being pulled away from sweet slumber . “I don't want to talk to them. I’ll do it later. Or how about you do it for me?” He asked, looking up at Lance.

 

Lance’s heart skipped a beat. Fuck, why did he have to be so cute. “Are you letting me? Maybe I can convince him that F you truly deserve,” he teased.

 

Keith threw a pillow at Lance. “Fine, fine, I’m up.” He slowly sat up, trying to wake himself by rubbing at his sleepy eyes and quickly got ready. His hair was still messy.

 

Lance frowned at this and moved towards Keith. He combed his hands through Keith’s hair, working at it so it was somewhat presentable. “Has your hair always been this poofy?”

 

“No,Lance, I just made it extremely messy for this morning just to mess with you,” Keith responded while rolling his eyes. “I wake up next to you, you of all people should know.”

 

Lance smiled. “I know.” His hands hesitantly removed themselves from Keith’s mullet. It always surprised him how soft it really was. “Let’s go, grumpy cat.”

 

“Can you not call me that?” Keith asked with a small smile showing he really did not mind as he walked towards the door.

 

“I will once you stop being a grumpy cat, grumpy cat,” Lance said, winking playfully while sending Keith finger guns with the click of his tongue.

 

Keith rolled his eyes at the other’s well known actions.

 

“Hey, can you hold something for me?” Lance asked suddenly and timidly.

 

Keith raised a questionable eyebrow but extended his hand towards Lance, “Sure.”

 

Lance sucked in a breath before clamping his hand with Keith’s. Their palms were touching, but their finger were not intertwined.

 

Keith said nothing for a second before snorting and covering his face with his hand. There was a slight tint to his cheeks before he turned away, Lance thought maybe he imagined it.

 

“Is it too much? Do you want to go back to finger holding?” Lance asked, genuinely not wanting to make Keith too uncomfortable in their weird planned situation.