Matt and Lance continued the rest of the day exchanging knowing glances and then covering their faces in embarrassment when Shiro would call them out over the overhead speaker. Lance couldn't keep his eyes off of Matt the whole day, giving him whole-hearted smiles and blushing whenever Matt would flash his pearly whites back. Lance really liked him. But he didn't know what to do about Pidge. She was clearly a very beautiful girl. Same age as Matt, just shorter. They literally had the same face. But Lance didn't like to think all that he cared about was looks.
Sure, a good-looking person would catch his attention easier than an average person, but what made him stick around was a good personality. And from what he had seen from the twins, they both had very wonderful personalities. Matt was a total nerd/dork extraordinaire. He was a huge nerd for Marvel, while Lance was more DC, but it was fine. Lance would leave it in the wedding vows. Matt loved Pretty Little Liars and always watched it with Lance in the break room. He was just perfect in Lance's eyes.
And Pidge? Don't even get him started on Pidge. She was another dork, sentenced to life as Pidge because of her brother's trademark nickname he had given her when she was five. Neither of them would tell Lance what Pidge's real name was simply to make him angry, and he hated that. But Pidge, oh Pidge. She was great. They had the same sense of humor, though hers was a slight bit more intelligent than Lance's, and they even had the same socks. The same alien socks off of this cheap ass website called Wish. Small world.
He honestly just liked the both of them. And he wanted to try dating both of them, but that was disrespectful. He needed to choose, or he would be deemed an asshat for the rest of his Walmart career. He just really liked both of them the exact same amount. Sure, he had known Matt longer and had had a crush on him longer, but Pidge was the most unique girl he had ever met. She didn't take pride in being a girl or use it to her advantage. She just lived like a human, not a gender.
Lance was intrigued by the both of them and he was having a bisexual crisis. His feelings were just growing faster while he analyzed why he liked them both. He needed to figure things out, and he needed to do it soon. Before, Lance and Matt had had a healthy relationship, but then Matt discovered Lances liking towards Pidge, and least to say, he wasn't pleased. Lances face must have been shifting with his thoughts, because it appeared as if people were avoiding his register... and nobody really avoided Lance unless he appeared to be in a bad mood. Which, he guessed he was.
He wasn't exactly happy, sad, angry or contempt. Just a calm medium of all the above. He knew he needed to stop thinking so hard about it or he would get no work done today. He wished he could just disappear for a little bit so he could mull over everything in peace. But he can do that at home, not at work. Shiro would fire him if he so much as came in late, so he couldn't risk being caught off track from his daily duties. Lance wanted to go home really fucking badly.
Luckily, Keith challenged Lance to a silent bagging competition with his eyes. And for the time being, Lances mind was too occupied to focus on his earlier dilemma. Keith ended up winning, only for Lance to continue requesting rematches. Lance wasn't one for losing, if you couldn't tell. And Keith and he had been having bagging races since Lance first got hired. Hence why Shiro had a very exuberant disliking to Lance, he had challenged his baby brother and thought he was going to win. What a fool, the brothers must have thought. Keith was the champion, and Lance knew deep down that he would never win, but he also didn't want to give up.
Lance had an epiphany in that moment. What if his competitions with Keith were like the situation with Matt and Pidge? What if he could handle that situation the way he handled fighting with Keith? He figured if he could so easily challenge Keith so foolishly, that he could accidentally ask both of them on a date foolishly. Okay, maybe that wasn't the smartest plan. But this is Lance we're talking about, he never has any smart ideas when it comes to dating.
So, he needed to plan. If he could just get them both in the same place at once, he could make this work. But the thing is, he doesn't know when he is going to see Pidge again, or if he ever will see Pidge again. He had only met her once, and even though they had hit it off, it was still an iffy situation, given that he couldn't tell if she liked him back. If she didn't then cool, that would make things a little bit easier. But at the same time, that shit hurts a man's pride, okay? He always tried to be likeable.
He assumed he wouldn't see Pidge again for a while, or even at all, so he should focus on trying to get a date with Matt. How does one go about getting a date with Matthew Elizabeth Holt? Should he use a cheesy pick up line and hope for the best? No, he does that all the time, Matt wouldn't take him seriously if he did that. Maybe something romantic? But not too overboard... maybe a rose from the gardening section? Maybe a vase of roses? No. That was too extreme.
Just as he was planning everything based around Matt, the bell chimed, and you could hear the automatic doors opening. Lance turned to greet their new guest, only to come face to face with one of the main people who were occupying his mind. He couldn't believe this. He had just made a plan for winning Matt over before he had to see her again, but no. She had to show up and ruin his perfectly formatted plan. What a day. Not to say that he wasn't glad to see her, he was just annoyed with himself. Now he had to figure out how to not have bisexual distress in front of all of his coworkers.
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ChickLit"He has a sister. A twin sister. My bisexual ass is in danger." Lance yelled at Hunk as he paced around their apartment. "What am I supposed to do? Choose?" Lance inquired incredulously. Hunk just grunted in discomfort when Lance flopped on him, sca...