Klance smut bitch

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Lance had just pulled up to the front of the bar and was currently getting out of his car to grab Keith. He was hoping— no praying, that Keith hadn't gotten himself into trouble.

As lance walked into the bar he immediately started to freak out because Keith was not where he had left him.

' I remember leaving him on the floor, why isn't he on the floor. He couldn't have gone that far he's too drunk to stand.' Lance thought to himself as he walked around the bar.

All of the sudden he heard a crash from the kitchen area of the bar.
Lances pov
Shit

I run over behind the bar into the kitchen and see Keith making out with one of the bar tenders.

"KEITH!" I yell. He didn't stop. Instead he just puts up a finger as if he were telling me to shut up. I put my hand on my hip and wait for him to finish.

I can't believe this guy. This is why I never take him out drinking. Things get way to out of hand and I end up having to deal with it. I mean last time I ended up having to take him to my house, and he somehow got into my closet and threw up all over my goddamn clothes. So as you would guess I'm not to happy about the idea of bringing him back to my house.

I hear the other boy moan a bit. I feel like I should step in before things get to far. Just as I think that Keith pulls off of him and whispered into his ear. The guy blushed and walked away.

I walk over to Keith grab his arm and drag him out of the building,he almost trips over his shoe but quickly regained balance. I basically throw him into the passenger seat of my car.

I buckle his seatbelt and get into my seat. Looked at him sternly. Usually I can scare him with this look but when he's drunk he's basically fearless.

"Can I help you sir?" He asks me, his head nodding a bit.

"Didn't I tell you to stay where you where?" I scold.

"Mmmmmmaaaybeee..."

He's way to drunk to comprehend anything I'm saying. Actually scratch that, he's to drunk to comprehend anything that's going on period. My mind flashes back to what he was doing in the bar.

"Keith you do realize that you just had your tongue half way down another guys throat right?" I ask him.

"Yeah... yourrrrrreeealllly pretty lanccee.." Keith tells me slurring his words.
I start the car and roll my eyes.

"Yeah. And your really drunk Keith."
3pov
The cars engine starts and lance starts to drive out of the parking lot.

"Yeah, and I'm really gay. And you don't need to know that. So don't tell lance." Keith says as he bangs his head on the dashboard of the car.

"What? That doesn't even make sense." Lance says trying to make sense of what Keith had just said. "Wait your gay?"

"Yeup. But dontelllance" the druken boy said into the dash board.

"That sure does explain why you were never really interested in the cheerleaders back in high school." Lance mutters to himself.

"Wannknow why?" Keith asked.

Lance was looking at the road in front of him, he didn't hear what Keith had said. He was more re focused on the fact that Keith was gay.

"Lanceylance... ?? Helooo you listennning."

"Huh?"lance has finally turned his head to Keith for a second but then back at the road.

"Sorry I wasn't listening."