A New Start - Klance

Lance Stays Over

Once again, I don't own anything here.

Also, sorry this is shorter. The Next one should be fun. 

Keith drove up to the house Shiro and Adam now call home. Lance got off and handed Keith his helmet.

"So this is where you've been living the past two weeks. It's nice."

Keith saw Adam peire out of a window, and come rushing out to see them. "Yeah, and here's Adam." Keith said, gesturing to the well dressed man that came walking out.

"Keith, do you know what time it is?" Adam then looked at Lance, "Hello Lance, welcome to our home." He waved his hands at the house behind him.

Shiro was at the door, smiling. "Adam, let him off this one time." Shiros' face light up when he saw Lance. "Lance!" Shiro ran to greet him.

"Shiro, how are you?" Lance held out his hand for a shake, but Shiro pushed it away. Instead, Shiro pulled him into a bone crushing hug.

"I'm great, but Adam looks pissed." Shiro whispered to Keith and Lance. "Please apologize to him Keith, I'll never hear the end of it.

Keith looked at Adam, who was smiling through gritted teeth.

"Sorry Adam. I didn't mean to worry you."

Adams' face softened, "It's ok, just don't do it again. It's really nice to see you again Lance." Adam shook Lances' hand, and took Shiro inside.

"It's nice to see them again, it must be fun to live with them."

"Well, they still want me out of their house." The two men laughed.

They stood there for a few moments before Keith shook himself back into reality.

"Come on, let's go inside." Keith smiled at Lance.

Keith lead Lance through the house, giving him a tour. Last he lead him to his room, which was very neat and tidy. But the room was mostly empty.

"Wow, this is organized. Like, really organized." Lance looked all over the room, staring at the desk, the bed, and the closet.

"Well, I lost most of my things when my home was . . ." Keith made a hand movement showing that it was smashed and destroyed. Lance smiled and took another look around the room.

"So, where am I going to sleep?"

"On the bed." Keith was used to sleeping on the couch, so this was nothing to him.

"No way, this is your home. You should sleep on the bed." Lance was shocked at this response.

"Keith doesn't really sleep often on the bed." Shiro said from the doorway.

The two boys jumped. "When will you leave us alone?" Keith glared at Shiro.

"When you move out." Shiro left the doorway, smiling. "Dinner will be ready in 10 minutes!" Shiro yield behind him.

Keith looked back at Lance, who looked concerned.

"Do . . ." Lance looked down at his hands. "Do you have nightmares?"

His voice seemed shaky, and he didn't look at him. Keith didn't want Lance to worry about him, but he didn't want to lie to him at the same time.

"Yeah, but I'm fine." Keith tried to reassure Lance.

"You know, I have them too." Lance looked down at his feet again, "I know a way to suppress them."

"How?" Keith saw a blush creep up Lances' cheeks.

When Lance spoke, Keith couldn't hear him at all.

Keith tilted Lances' head, so their eyes would meet. "Could you say that again." Keith felt his own blush creep up his cheeks. How was he being this bold?

"I hug a pillow as I sleep, it feels like a person, so my body doesn't freak out." Lance said blushing.

Keith also bushed at this, but smiled. "We could try that."

Both men were blushing.

Lance gluped, which moved his adams' apple. "Uh . . ."

"Unless you don't want to. You could have the bed then." Keith said, hoping Lance would take his offer.

"I would like that." Lance smiled softly.

Keith smiled, and looked down at his feet. God, where did Keiths' newfound confidence come from?

"Lance, Keith, dinner's ready!" Shiro shouted from the kitchen.

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