Klance oneshots

In the closet (part 2)

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After a seven minutes in heaven that lasted a whole hour, Keith and Lance finally decided to go back to the living room. There, they found all their friends, deeply asleep. Keith looked at his phone, it was almost 1 am.
"Do you wanna stay overnight?" Keith asked, in a whisper.
"I'm not tired" Lance replied, immediately regretting not having said yes.
"Me neither, but lets go upstairs anyway. We can talk in my room without bothering anyone, they seem to be sleeping well" Keith smiled.
Then, Lance felt Keith's hand in his. He blushed and followed his crush upstairs.
Keith's bedroom was exactly what Lance had imagined: MCR posters on the walls, a lot of CDs, pictures of Brendon Urie and a rainbow flag.
"Have you seen that 'types of gays' chart? You're the emo one. Totally" Lance teased him.
"Oh, I know. I even have a piano and a ukulele. I'm a walking emo stereotype" They laughed about it.
"So" Lance sat on the bed "what did you want to talk about?"
"Huh... we just made out. And the teaching-you-how-to-kiss part ended within the first five minutes. We were there for an hour"
Keith approached Lance and sat next to him.
"Yeah..." Lance started "I've always admired you because of your confidence. You know, I've been closeted my whole life and I have always wondered how does it feel to be free"
Keith nodded, as if he understood the feeling.
"And... the truth is..." Lance paused a second to calm down "you know, what started off as admiration ended up becoming a crush" he finally admitted. "I like you, Keith, that's what I've been meaning to say"
Keith smiled before he said anything. "Look, Lance, I'm gonna be honest with you" he started "I've known you existed for a while, but since you're Al's ex, I didn't want to be interested"
As his crush was speaking, Lance tried not to look at him. He was listening, but he still kept his eyes somewhere else.
"But I talked to Allura and voiced my concerns. She told me about how nice you are and made up this crappy party just so we could get to know eachother"
Suddenly, Lance faced him.
"Wait, wait. Are you saying that you..."
"I'm really curious about you" Keith finished, and Lance couldn't believe what he was hearing. "And I want to apologize because even though I wanted to know you I kept ignoring you at school"
Lance froze. Keith had been ignoring him? Honestly, he couldn't tell. He was so focused on his pretty face he never would have noticed.
When Lance placed a hand on his face, Keith's expression changed from guilt to relief. They both leaned in and their lips met again.
"Apology accepted, cutie" Lance whispered against Keith's lips.
"Thank you"
After that, they cuddled in Keith's bed.
"So" Keith asked "what do you wanna do?" And before Lance had time to speak he added "and don't say make out because my lips are sore"
Lance whined "fiiiiiiine. Let's play 20 questions then"
Keith laughed before kissing him softly once more. He had found out how great it felt to kiss Lance.
"Okay, I'll start. What's your favorite color?"
"Blue"
"Mine's red"
"Yeah, I can tell"
They continued exchanging questions for a while, with Keith's arms wrapped around the other boy's body and Lance's hands playing with his mullet. It was 2 am when they reached the question number 10.
"How did you know you were bisexual?"
"Uh... about three or four years ago I started liking boys but I tried to push it away until I saw you and, well, you know"
Lance blushed but still managed to keep looking at Keith, who smiled at him.
"I'm not gonna ask that because you already scared me when you mentioned Moto Moto, so, how many people have you dated?"
"Just one. I mean, I've been with at least three other boys but those were so casual I don't even consider them as relationships because they ended pretty quickly. My only relationship lasted a bit more than a year and it ended a few months ago" Keith answered.
"What happened? If you don't mind me asking"
"Well, he was very manipulative. Even after I broke up with him he kept following me and trying to get me back. It got scary a few times"
"Oh"
Lance regretted having asked that question. The last thing he wanted was to bring back memories that would be painful for Keith, so he kissed him and said "It's good that you're single now, so I get to enjoy your kisses".
3am, they were still awake but they didn't feel the need to rest.
"Here comes THE question. Are you a virgin?"
"I am" Lance replied. "Didn't Allura tell you that? You guys are best friends" Lance found the situation funny.
"I thought she was lying because she didn't want to tell me!"
Lance giggled.
"Well, I'm not. Thanks for asking"
Lance couldn't help but laugh out loud. "I don't need to ask, I just assumed that you weren't!"
"Why?" Keith gasped.
"Boy, look at yourself. You're very, very hot"
Keith smirked and softly traced Lance's lips with his thumb, holding his face.
"Well, thank you, gorgeous".
The questions continued but, when they reached number 19, Lance fell asleep. Keith kissed his forehead.
"Good night, Lance"
Soon after, Keith fell asleep too.
A few hours later, Lance woke up. He stood as still as possible, because Keith was hugging him and he didn't want to wake him up too. He smiled. He couldn't believe he was laying next to his crush. Even better, they had made out, cuddled and slept in the same bed. Lance chuckled, he was excited.
But, he wondered, what if when he wakes up this is over?
No, Lance remembered, he said he liked me. That couldn't change overnight, right?
He started to overthink it and got worried. What if Keith didn't actually mean it? He hoped that wasn't the case. Very carefully, Lance turned around to face Keith and watched him sleep. He had a smile on his lips, Lance thought he looked beautiful. Suddenly, he had an urge to kiss him again, so he did, knowing well that Keith was probably going to wake up.
"Hmmph?"
Lance felt blessed. Sleepy Keith was even more cute than regular Keith, if that was possible.
"Kiss me again, please" he asked, in a whisper, with his eyes still closed. Lance obeyed, very pleased.
Before he lost his courage, he spoke.
"Keith?"
"Yes, gorgeous?"
"Question number 20: will you go on a date with me?"
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Y'all are gonna be mad for the cliffhanger but good news: part three coming soon! I was gonna end this one here but I feel the need to write about the date. Comment date ideas?
Thanks for reading!