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Keith Kogane - Pocky Game

Pocky Game – Keith Kogane

A/N: Male!reader.

Words: 1,967

As an MFE fighter pilot, you'd gotten to know the young paladins of Voltron upon their return to Earth alongside your comrades. James had told you stories of the one named Keith, about his sharp wit and snarky personality, and it made you want to meet him. Anyone that could put James in his place was someone you could get along with.

You became quick friends with the four of them. Pidge's inventions were inspiring. Hunk's cooking was heavenly. Lance was an adorable flirt. And Keith... Keith awoke feelings inside you that you hadn't felt in a long time.

You realized, with a deep sigh and a palm to your forehead, that you were attracted to the red-turned-black paladin.

You'd confided in Nadia, your closest friend, about your new discovery. Her reaction had been overly supportive and entirely mischievous.

"Hey, we should have a party," she stated one day during lunch break. "The older officers and lieutenants are doing their own thing – we should have a party to celebrate everyone's success."

You couldn't deny that it was a good idea, but you knew she had ulterior motives.

"Yeah!" Lance eagerly agreed.

"And where would we have a party?" James inquired, raising a brow.

Everyone was quiet for a moment.

With a sigh, you raised your hand, pointedly ignoring Nadia's grinning face beside you.

"I have an apartment about twenty minutes away," you offered.

"Atta boy!" Nadia praised, and you lightly shoved her shoulder with your own.

"It's settled, then!" Lance grinned. "Party at (y/n)'s!"

"When?" Keith sighed, knowing better than to try and excuse himself.

"Tomorrow night?" Nadia suggested. "It's Friday. We can meet at (y/n)'s place when we're done here."

The rest of the group agreed, and you chewed the inside of your lip. What in the hell had you just agreed to?

The next evening, your stomach was flipping over on itself. Nadia had been the first to arrive, rushing to your apartment as soon as she had changed out of her uniform so that she could help you get ready. You'd insisted that you didn't need her assistance, but she was annoyingly persistent. She helped you set out drinks and snacks before whisking you away to your own bedroom where she rummaged through your closet, assuring you that Keith wouldn't be able to tear his gaze from your form by the time she was done.

Knocks sounded upon your front door, and you hoped that the arrival of your colleagues would weasel you out of whatever "date night" ensemble Nadia had selected.

No such luck.

Nadia threw the chosen outfit at you, demanding that you put it on before returning to your front room, or she'd blab your crush on Keith to the entire team. You really didn't want to cross her, so you picked up each article of clothing and shyly pulled it on.

You really looked quite amazing, but you weren't going to admit that to her.

Dressed and just as nervous as you'd been before they arrived, you headed out to the kitchen in search of a drink. The only alcohol Nadia could get her hands on was a few six packs of wine coolers, but it was better than nothing. And, really, you didn't want this party getting out of hand, especially if the goal was to prompt you to finally admit your feelings to the black paladin.