Lean On Me || Klance Angst Oneshots

The End of the F****** World

TV Show of Choice AU

Type of Oneshot: fluff
Who: Klance
Background: This shows the end of the fucking world. Summary: "The End of the F...ing World" sees two 17-year-old outsiders, James and Alyssa, embark on a road trip to find her estranged father, who left home when she was just a child. James, who is convinced he's a psychopath, has decided it's time to graduate from killing animals to something bigger -- and he already has a target in mind. Alyssa, the embodiment of existential angst, feels like she doesn't fit in at her new school despite being quite popular. Together, they get caught up on a trail of violent events that grow increasingly more ominous as their quest progresses.

   Keith is James and Lance is Alyssa. Its episode three and the scene that Alyssa is lying in bed and James is lying on the floor holding her hand.

Slight NSFW

Keiths pov

   "Undo your belt" This was how our fight started. He sat me down on the couch and stood above me. He's been wanting to have sex for a while and now he wants to suck me off. I listen to him and undo my belt and pull my boxers down a bit. He started the blow job, and it felt surprisingly well. I've never had anyone do this to me before and the feeling was completely new to me.

   "Huh." The sound came out before I could stop it. It was like a gasp and a moan blended together to form the unique sound.

   I let out a pleasured laugh and he asked me if it was okay. I gulp and nod, so he continues going down on me. I look behind him and see the face of the man whose house we broke into. I breathe in loudly and tap the top of his head. "Um, stop. Lance please, could you stop." He pulls off my dick and wipes some spit from his chin.

   He looks up at me clearly confused. "What?"

   "He was putting me off." I point to the picture of the man behind me. Now that I say it out loud, it seems like a dumb reason to stop.

   Lance looks behind me to the picture I'm pointing at, then huffs and stands up. "I thought you said that you wanted me."

   "I do." I did

   "Liar." He sounds mad. I shake my head in protest. "Fuck you." He storms out of the room. I try to get myself situated and my pants pulled back up to stop him. I won't have enough time if I do that.

   "Lance!" I don't receive a reply, only hear the front door being slammed.

   I tend not to feel things. For a long time, I was good at it. Good at feeling absolutely nothing. I didn't even have to try. I just... didn't.

   I go outside and pull some yellow flowers from a pot outside. I walk back inside and go upstairs. I open a closet door and find a vase to put them in. I place them inside. I sit back down and wait for Lance to return.

...

   "Keith this is Lotor," Lance enters the house with a strange man with him. I stood up and grabbed the flowers, a little shocked. "And we're going upstairs to have sex." He threw his jacket down and grabbed Lotor's hand. Without another word, the two disappeared upstairs.

   Being with Lance had started to make me feel things. He made me feel things. And I didn't like it at all.

   I walk to his jacket lying on the ground and pick it up. I place it on the back of the chair and look around the place.

...

I hear the door slam upstairs and Lotor comes down shirtless.

   "He's a fucking prick tease bitch!"

   "Yeah alright, I'll tell him."

   With him gone, maybe I can make things right with Lance. I walk upstairs to the master bedroom

   "Lance?"

   "Go away." But I don't. Instead, I sit down beside the door and read a book that I was looking at earlier. I wait until he falls asleep before I enter the room. The lights are off and everything is quiet so I know he's asleep.

   When Lance's eyes are closed, he looks a lot less worried. I want to get in bed and sleep with him, but I know I can't do that. So I slowly and quietly settle down onto the floor. I lay down and look at his outstretched hand lying over the side of the bed. I slowly reach up and grasp his hand, feeling content at once.

This is really shitty sorry I tried.