(Does anyone have any theories, statements, or questions on the chapter art? I have chosen the two pictures very carefully and for a reason .3. I wonder if you've noticed anything)
I feel queasy just thinking about what I did only a couple hours ago. "If you're going to throw up, please use this toilet this time and not my shoes." Kinkade says in a low voice as he gestures at his newly washed shoes by the ultimate shoe shiner himself- me. Of course, if I didn't throw up on them in the first place they wouldn't need to be cleaned but that's besides the point. Kinkade and I are sitting on the front porch in rocking chairs and drinking lemonade, the weather is perfect with clear blue skies and the bright sun and everything feels right. Summer is really here and I've got the best of it out in the country.
"You know, I have a friend that could teach you a much easier way to stop being so squeamish about things like milking-" I interrupt Kinkade, "Please. Don't mention it." He shrugs and goes back to sipping his lemonade. For a peaceful moment neither of us try to ease the "awkward silence" mainly because, it isn't awkward at all. There's a soft breeze every now and then to keep me from getting too hot and the shade provides a nice shelter from the beating sun. All that farm work so early in the day has me beat for the rest of the day. My back hurts and my feet are sore, but I feel like I've been soaking up the sun and with it- happiness. I definitely need to go out as much as I can this summer if it'll benefit me this much.
Suddenly, interrupting my relaxation, my phone rings and vibrates. I pull it out of my pocket and see the familiar name that makes my stomach do backflips. Keith's names with heart emojis all around it is loud and demanding as he calls me. "Well? Are you gonna answer it or just stare at it?" I send a glare at Kinkade before clicking accept. "Hello?" I ask into the phone, my voice kind of shaky. No matter how close we are Keith can make my insides churn and twist with every word or action, everything I say or do leaves me wondering how he'll react.
"Hey Lance, how is everything? You're not busy right now are you?" His voice is raspy, like he just woke up, but it also feels like he's holding back something. "Everything is fine, except I did just milk a freaking cow so that wasn't fine. I'm not busy don't worry. What's up?" Keith clears his throat as I play with a dandelion Kinkade hands me. I stare at the flower as Keith suddenly unleashes the chaos that is his fast speaking.
"So last night I got into an argument with my dad. Well it wasn't really an argument it was just him telling me to go to my room so I was like 'Okay whatever bitch' and went to my room but GUESS WHAT?" He screeches the last part, and with wide eyes and a quiet voice I ask, "What?". "I snuck out of the house and met up with Hunk, Pidge, Matt, and some other people I didn't learn their names. Then we snuck into the city pool and stayed there for hours. But then we were being too loud or whatever because someone called the cops. I THINK A COUPLE OF THE PEOPLE GOT CAUGHT!" Keith barks with laughter, "I JUST RAN AS FAST AS I COULD!" My mouth hangs wide open, Keith was never a goody-two shoes but hearing him this excited about something is definitely different. It's new. "So where did you go?" I finally ask.
"Honestly? I don't really remember! I remember getting snacks and this morning I as found a selfie I took inside a washing machine at a laundry mat? Also I remember looking at the stars from the top of a parking garage. It was so fun even if I was alone most of the night. I can't remember much but I did a lot of thinking." I'm smiling as I talk with him but I can't help but feel my heart squeeze, he's having so much fun without me. "I'm glad you had so much fun. Just be safe okay? The fact that you don't remember clearly worries me..." Keith dismisses my worries as soon as they leave my mouth, "Don't you worry about me. I should be worrying about you!" I sigh.
"You don't have to always worry about me you know. I bet you had so much fun last night because you weren't caught up being so worried about me." I say as I break off a petal from the dandelion. "Nope you're wrong. I remember clearly thinking of you as I looked at the sky last night." The way he says it so unabashedly makes my cheeks heat, "Also there's not a minute that goes by that I don't spend it thinking of you." Keith's voice is so sweet and soft it's almost like he's whispering velvet into the air.
Then I hear a muffled screech on the other end and the phone hangs up with a beep. I stare down at the screen in confusion. "They hang up on you?" Kinkade asks. "I guess so?" I reply ominously. Soon enough I get a text from Keith saying; "DID I REALLY JUST SAY THAT?" Then another beep. And another. "PLEASE FORGET I SAID THAT!" "WAIT ACTUALLY DON'T I REALLY MEANT IT!!!" My mouth quirks up to a smile, so he overthinks everything he says or does like I do whenever I'm around him. Suddenly my phone buzzes again and Keith's calling me back.
"I'll give you some privacy this time." Kinkade says quietly as he slips back into the house. I steal his almost full lemonade cup and sip from it, mine is all gone anyway. "Hi?" I ask when I finally accept the call. "HI!" Keith is obviously still worried and awkward about what he said, so I want to change the subject to make it less awkward for him. "My aunt has the cutest dogs I think you'd love. I know how much you adore dogs." I can practically see Keith's pout and puppy eyes in front of me, "Send me a bunch of pictures and videos!" Though there's no one around I wink, "Those won't be the only pics and videos you'll be getting." Keith's stutter is the cutest thing as I laugh loudly, "I- Wha- WHAT?" My laugh fades to a content sigh.
Ahhhh. I'm here. No, I really have no excuse as to why I haven't updated. Please hate me, be angry, for I have really failed you all. I haven't updated in several months and even then my heart wasn't fully in my writing. Though this chapter is short I hope you guys were happy with it, and we've reached an astonishing 81k reads!!!! And 4K votes!!! This is insane, it's all thanks to you guys, my dear readers. I am not going to promise something like another chapter by the end of the week only to have your hopes crushed. So I'll say this, I will try my hardest to get another chapter in. Sweet comments may help me get inspiration or simply cute fan art, I haven't really been that much into Klance but it would be nice to be into it again. My whole heart used to be for these two, now it's like I've forgotten how that feels. It would be ~~amazing~~ if I get back into it, if I fall in love with them all over again. I think I may have to rewatch Voltron and reread dirty laundry (still superior) to do it and that might just make me cry but it'll be worth it.
To all of you that have stayed shipping klance and stayed here through all the hardships: go you! You've fallen in love and haven't fallen out with a ship, and that's incredible. Honestly, if you're an active fan that's reading fan fiction for a ship that's supposedly dead- you have dedication. That's amazing. Good for you, I hope you can stay shipping them for as longs as you want and I hope my story doesn't disappoint you. Have a good day/night, and if it isn't I hope it's better tomorrow. Tomorrow is always a new day and a chance to change and do something. Thank you as always dear readers, if you're not here for a while though I understand for I have truly failed you and made you wait so long. To my patient readers, you make me smile every time I see a comment or vote <3 <3 <3 . Now this thing has gone on for too long, it's time to wrap it up. Good day or good night to all of you. :)
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The Boy in the Rain//Klance
FanfictionHow ironic it would be that the first and last times I had seen him would be with him standing in the rain. Face tilted high, like he wasn't afraid. Yet you could see the tears staining his cheeks, the difference between the rain and his tears is th...
