A New Start - Klance

Keiths' "Home"

I don't own anything here, and I don't make money off of this.

Sorry it's shorter, but still have fun!

When they left the house, Lance started giggling.

"You decided to get a motorcycle?!"

Keith smiled at this, he always talked about getting a bike when they go back. "Yeah, she's a beauty."

Lance smiled, "Do you have a helmet for me, or am I going to have to get a baseball helmet?"

"I'm a great driver!" Keith said with a smirk, Lance lifted his eyebrows in question. "Go fuck yourself Lance." He snickered, "You can use my helmet, I'll be fine." Keith handed Lance his helmet, and got on.

"So, do you want me to hold onto you, or is that optional?" Lance said smiling awkwardly.

"Unless you want to fall off, you'll need to hold onto me." Keith said, holding back the blush that threatened to show.

"Fine." Lance said as he got on. He wrapped his arms around Keiths' torso.

"Ready?"

"Ready!"

Keith started down the country road. Lances' grip tightened, but after a few moments, it relaxed. Keith could tell Lance was loving the ride. God, why was he so nervous around Lance? He didn't know why this was the best ride he's ever had on this bike.

"How far is it?" Lance shouted over the rushing wind.

"About another five minutes. We're almost there." Keith felt Lance smile, and lean in closer.

Five minutes passed, and Keith saw what looked like a pile of wood. He stopped the bike about ten yards away.

"You lived here?" Lance joked as he got off.

Keith smiled at what was left of his old home. Just over 5 years ago, he lived here, alone. "Yeah, I lived here." Keith looked down at his hands, his calluses were formed from hard work. He had built this pile of wood from scratch.

Lance looked at Keith, and sighed. "Well, we came out here for a reason, did we not?" Lance made his way to the wreck, and picked up some paper. "Let's start working."

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It was now 6:43, and Lance looked tired. They had been there for hours, talking and cleaning.

"It's time I get you home, come on Lance." Keith said, putting the few things he wanted, into the compartment in his bike. "Lance, what do you have there?" Keith gestured to the paper Lance had in his hands.

Lance looked at Keith, with a smile. "You were quite the artist, you know?"

Keith saw that Lance was holding up an old drawing he had made. "Lance-"

"No Keith, I'm keeping it." Lance held it above his head as Keith tried to grab it. "You'll never be tall enough to grab it." Lance chuckled.

"Stop being an ass, give it." Keith was smiling, not giving up on getting the paper.

"Hey, could I stay at your place?" The tall cuban asked.

Keith stopped jumping for the paper, contemplating what his answer should be. "Uh, yeah." Keith said after a while of thinking.

"Thanks!" Lance said, tucking the drawing in his pocket. "I'm still keeping this."

Keith rolled his eyes, but looked at Lance. "Don't you need cloths?"

"Well," Lance revealed what was in his bag, "I was hoping you would say yes, otherwise, I was going to Hunks. So, I packed a bag." He was now looking at his feet, smiling.

Keith smiled, and shook his head. "Wow, I'm so honored. Come on, get on the bike. I'm warning you, Shiro and Adam are loud."

Lance chuckled, "Of course they are, they're still on their honeymoon." Lance was now on the back of the bike, holding tight to Keith.

Keith felt his cheeks burn, but he knew Lance couldn't see it. He started up the bike, and drove away from the place he used to call home. It was getting dark fast, and Keith didn't want to scare Adam.

Shiro didn't really mind if Keith was out late, or if he brought home people. Not that he ever did. Adam, on the other hand, was very concerned for Keith, and didn't want him out too late. Shiro had full confidence in Keith, because he had stepped in to drive the Black Lion. He didn't want to at first, but he had to. Adam still felt he was a child, and he didn't know anything that he had done up in space. Keith knew this was a good thing. Adam would freak out.

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