The Dancer and the Choregrapher [DISCONTINUED]

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This'll be a little different and short. Sorry for the long wait, but here's the new update. 

Lance's POV

As Keith was talking I grew mad. How could someone ever treat the sweetest person like that? And more then one person did it? I might commit a few murders later. When he was done talking I just pulled him closer to me and put my chin on the top of his head. I kinda just wanted to hold him forever and never let him go. He snuggled into me as I heard him sigh. "You don't have to worry,I'm not letting go. Ever." I was slowly stroking his hair and he didn't seem to mind. I looked down at him and he seemed happy for once.

"Your mom's not supposed to be home for another hour or two. Want to watch a movie together?"
He nodded excitedly, "Can I pick?" I nodded laughing at how excited he got. "Of course baby." After five minutes he decided to watch Five Feet Apart. With the movie in hand, I picked him up and carried him to the couch carefully dropping him. I put the movie in the tv and almost went back to him before stopping. He looked confused but I ran to the kitchen, and came back with popcorn and a blanket in hand. I watched as a smile came across his face.

I climbed into the couch alongside him and the movie started. Halfway through he fell asleep and i looked down to see the cutest sight I've ever seen. His hair was slightly covering one eye and he hash a light blush on his face. The youngest tiniest smile tugged the corner of his lips. The blanket was tucked way under his chin so only his face was out. I carefully removed my arm from under him to sneak a picture of him. I was smiling and then his mom walked in