"Tell me what you see" Klance Voltron band AU

Chapter 8- The Aftermath, Part Two

"No Hunk! You don't get it!"
"Then explain it better!" He yells back, flipping a hash brown.

It's been a total of 28 hours since The Incident.
Hunk just got home from work. Well, I should clarify. Hunk just got home from working his real job, that provides him with health benefits and that pays, and by home I mean his apartment/our apartment/band practice space and general hang out.

"Why didn't you text me? And for gods sake wipe that makeup off your eye! Mixed with that ugly ass shirt you look like a beaten up member of NSYNC!"
"Well Keith said it was hot." I mumble, heading to the bathroom and splashing water on my face.
"He said wHAT?!"
"He said the 'black eye' was hot! Keep up!!"
"I can't do that if you don't explain anything to me! Start from the beginning!"
"Fine!" I say, walking back to the kitchen and hopping onto the countertop, stealing a piece of hash brown my body so desperately needs.

"He invited me to a party at Shiro's place, and I said I'd go-"
"Yeah thanks for inviting me too by the way."
"Do you wanna hear the story or not?"
"Fine. Continue."
"Uhh, once I got there he was standing in the living room kinda swaying, either because he was trying to dance or he was super drunk."
"Or both."
"Okay, who's telling the story!??"
"Sorry, sorry." Hunk grumbles. "Finish the story."
"So I said hi and he immediately grabbed a shit ton of alcohol and took me to the balcony. Where we were alone for pretty much the rest of the night. I got drunk, he got even more drunk, and then we found an old joint of mine and smoked it. No big deal. Then..."
"Then?" He asks, leaning in eagerly.
"Then he went back to his room and I went with him and we kinda...cuddled?"
"Wait what?!"
"I know!" I respond, hopping off the counter and pacing. "We both had very little clothes on and there was definite...touching of things and I may have kissed his forehead-"
"You did WHAT?!?!"
"I kissed his forehead!! But it doesn't count because firstly, I'm straight, and secondly, he was asleep so it doesn't count!"
"You kissed his forehead while he was asleep?"
"Yeah..." I mumble
"Dude, you are SO gay for him!"
"Am not!!"
"Whatever. I'm not going to have this conversation. You need to eat." He says, passing me a plate of eggs and hash browns. "And, you need to think." Hunk adds, "Do you really like him? Or was this something Drunk You™️ did because he could?"

Hunk pats me on the back and goes to his room, shutting the door gently.

Do I like him?

I mean I guess he's nice enough. He's attractive, anyone would say so. He's got a good smile. He's witty and has a dark sense of humour, which I mean I like but that's hardly proof that I'm into him.

After thinking about it for a bit, I decide I'm not into him in that way. Sure, I love the guy, but that's because we're friends. We're finally getting close and shit. That's bound to happen, right?

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Keith's POV

"Dude!!" I shout from my room, clambering through the door and over furniture to the living room, where Pidge, Shiro, and Allura, Shiro's girlfriend, are watching tv.

"Pause this shit and help me out!"
"What the hells got you so excited?" Pidge asks, sitting up.
"Lance texted me and I need you guys to help me decipher 'straight guy' talk!"
"Looks like I'm out." Pidge says, curling back up under a ratty old blanket.

"Fine. Shiro? You're straight, what does this mean? 'Hey bro, don't know if you're busy or not today but I was hoping you could help me out with something.'"

Shiro thinks for a second, before responding. "Well normally I'd say it means he needs your help but after that whole thing at the party I think it means that he needs to talk to you about the other day."