Klancember Promts

Day. 3. Proposal or Wedding vows

It was supposed to be a surprise. Cliché it may be but Keith knew this is exactly how Lance wants it done. He had taken him out on a date to his favorite restaurant and then they had walked in the park where he had first asked Lance out. Two amazing years and here he was again, snow falling around them like when he first had asked Lance. Then he got on one knee as Lance was looking away, he was right in front of the fountain and he cleared his throat so Lance looked at him.

He watched as Lance's eyes had widened and a tear pricked at both eyes. He began to laugh and fumble with his pants, mumbling a quick "wait a second-" and he pulled his own box out. Of course how could keith not have seen it.

Now they were both laughing on the gravel path in front of the fountain as they recited their speeches for the other. Keith pushed a lock of Lance's hair behind his ears and shook his head chuckling.

"We're both such Cliché's." He said and Lance smoothly replied with "but you're my cliché and I am yours for all of eternity now." And god how that simple sentence made his heart swell should be illegal. Keith pulled lances chin and he kissed him softly. Their rosey noses brushing and his hand cupped lances cheek. "I love you so much." Keith said against lances lips and the other male only responded by pressing his lips harder onto Keith's. At some point they had slipped the rings on, snow on their lashes and hats.

The next day both were sick, their own fault but it was for a good reason in Keiths opinion. It just gave him more reason to keep Lance close to him as they snuggled on the couch, a cup of tea and hot cocoa on the glass table and a Christmas movie that Lance had made Keith watch what must've been hundreds of times on the tv.