Chapter 24

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Now a brief intermission from the irregularly planned programming from your author;

I AM SO SORRY I HAVE EXCUSES FOR NOT UPDATING BUT THEY'RE ALL BAD AND I FEEL HORRIBLE BECAUSE I'VE READ SO MANY FANFICS THAT ARE NEVER UPDATED SO I FEEL THE PAIN. I SWEAR TO NOT GIVE UP ON THIS FIC (at least for a while). I ALSO SWEAR THAT THE COVER IS NOT JUST CLICK BATE (i think). I SWEAR I HAVE MORE PLOT PLANNED (somewhere). If I break any of these please feel free to make me cry by reminding me of one of these three things;
1) Avengers Endgame
2) The Last of Us Part II
3) Voltron S8

Keith thought exactly 7 things within the first five seconds of waking up after the trio - cinnamon bun, mullet boi, and flexible bastard - fell asleep outside the portal. Here they are, in this exact order;

1) Why is there a person clinging to my side and why is that person Lance?
2) Wait
3) I kissed Lance
4) I kissed Lance while fighting the Galra
5) Holy shit were alive
6) Holy shit I kissed Lance
And lastly but not as important to the fanpeeps;
7) Holy shit Lance is covered in blood

This final thought is the one that prompts Keith to sit up and tug at Lance's shirt, trying to figure out how it had been stained red. A sleepy hand comes to swat his efforts away but Keith ignores it, only stopping once he comes to the conclusion that the blood was actually from Lance's arm, and that he might have exaggerated when he said his shirt was soaked in blood. By then it's too late though, and Lance is looking at him with a smirk as he rest his hand on Keith's — the one still holding Lance's shirt up, the same one that just realized it was touching Lance's chest, the chest of the guy he kissed, the chest that was lean and warm and oh no Keith is gone his brain has been overrun by gay error gay error gay error —

"Uh Keith?" Lance pokes at Keith's cheek. "I've gone through three different pick up lines without being yelled at, are you okay?"

Keith's consciousness snaps back into himself so fast his ears ring. "Yeah, yeah yeah yeah." He pulls his hand back and leans away from above Lance. "I'm okay."

Lance's confusion lingers for a moment longer before he settles back into his smile. "Good! Then I can just run through them again quickly." Before Keith can think Lance grabs his hand and yanks it into his chest again (which is still half naked, mind you), almost sending Keith sprawling but somehow he defies gravity and doesn't flop into Lance.

"Waking up like this, it's almost like my dream came true, except that time, there was a lot less clothing," Lance wiggles his eyebrows while picking at his shirt.

"Lance what are you-"

"I guess we could easily fix that... looks like you're already half way there," he continues, his eyebrows even more enthusiastic.

"Lance seriously-"

"Or maybe it's better if I-" This time it's Lance's turn to be cut off. You see, Keith is beginning to figure Lance out. He acts confident and flirty, but Keith saw a vulnerable side of him at the cave. If Lance wants to flirt thinking it will fluster Keith, Keith will throw it right back at him.

"Lance just do it," Keith said, looking him dead in the eye. "Take off the shirt." Of course Keith doesn't really understand flirting so it comes out more as a dare at a 6th grade party.

Lance is too shocked to move, and spends a solid 30 seconds wondering if he hallucinated before Keith saves him by continuing.

"Are you going to do it, or will I have to?" Keith asks, his eyes not wavering from Lance's.

Lance's mouth gapes for a moment longer before he scrambles back from besides Keith. "Ah you win this time but I swear I'll be ripping that shirt of yours off first mark my words mullet how dare you try to flirt at my level I'm not blushing no ones blushing stop looking at me," Lance murmurs under his breath as he goes, too quiet for Keith to hear anything other than "swears and "blush" but it's enough to make Keith feel accomplished so he smiles.

"Ah ha I get it, now get up," Keith responds, standing up and wiping the dirt from his clothing. "And wake Hunk up."

"Blah blah blah," is the only response Lance gives. "I'm Keith and I like giving orders with my big muscles." He still listens, though, and crawls over to Hunk to shake his shoulder. When he doesn't respond Lance sighs before preparing himself to complete emergency wake up method # 3. "Hunk! I'm going to finish She-ra without you!"

Hunk sits up so fast he pushes Lance over. "You wouldn't dare!"

Lance chuckles. "Nah I'm not that evil. Got you to wake up though, right?" He pats his distressed friend on the back before grabbing his hands and pulling them both up together. "Now let's get going back. Who knows, maybe they have Netflix at the Castle?"

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Allura was getting worried, which meant that Coran was going crazy. The man's poor mustache was continuously being rubbed between his forefinger and thumb, as if the more he did it, the faster the new paladins would come home.

His worry might seem a bit extreme for someone who has known these people for less than a day, but may I remind you that he hasn't talked to anyone in 10,000 years, and on top of that, they were all just so cute! He wanted to squeeze the little one, and do karate with the tall, lanky one forever. Never mind that he didn't remember their names, he already wanted to take them all under his wing and feed them worms from his mouth -- Corran had read a book about the Universe Dimension when he was young, and recalled a species that fed their children from their mouths -- to make them feel at home.

This is why the moment Allura senses someone entering the Castle she stands at attention and Corran scrambles from his chair and moves to the doors so fast he practically skids across the floor.

"You have returned!" The advisory nearly screams at the unprepared Pidge and Shiro standing in the doorway, who both jump (in a brave, hero way). Widget is less dignified and flies off Pidge's shoulder with a squawk before settling into the safe nest of her hair.

"I see you have brought a friend." Corran inspects the creature with a tilted head, walking around Pidge to get all angles. "That's okay, I can feed him as well. Now, who wishes to eat from my mouth first?"

"Ehhhh???" Pidge and Shiro exclaim in unison.

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Idk if this is even good anymore but I do it for the girls and queers so I'll keep going.
Have a good (time measurement until whenever I update next)!

-TheGirlBehindTheMask
(I made this username during an edgy face... that I'm still kinda in.)

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