I Love You Keith

Workout

Time skip-it's now December. The Garrison had a special meal for Thanksgiving, but nothing big. Kinkade is still the only one in the group of friend that knows that Jeith/Jaith is dating. Him and Shiro tease them relentlessly about it during their workout times.

Kinkade POV

I knocked on their door impatiently. Why did they always take so long? We were going to be late, and then Shiro would make us do extra drills. Again! Every Saturday, from 9 to 10:30, we had a workout with Shiro. If we were late, he gave us extra stuff to do. And every god damn time, we were late. "Guys come on! You can fuck each other later!" I yelled, while banging on the door. It opened, and I was met with a red faced Keith and a smirking James. "Kinkade! Don't say that!" Keith growled. "Why not? It got you out here didn't it?" HE sighed and rolled his eyes. We began walking down the hall, and I could see some weird marks on Keith's neck. Wait. Where those...THEY WERE HICKIES! "James! What'd you do to him?" I whisper yelled. He smirked "Nothing.  But don't tell Shiro. He'd kill me." "Dude, he's going to see it. You're SO dead." He shrugged "It'll be worth it." When we got to the gym, Shiro was standing in the doorway. "There's my favorite students! Whats up..."he trailed off, his eyes zeroing on Keith's neck. "What. Are. Those?" He asked in a stern voice, and Keith and James went light pink. "N-nothing." Keith stuttered, looking afraid. "Are those..hickies? You have fucking hickies? Keith! James!" They looked at each other, then burst out laughing. "Hahahaha! See! I told you so!" James said. "You guys actually thought they were real?" Keith questioned, still laughing. "Well, yeah." I said, confused. Keith rubbed his neck, and when he pulled his hand away it was smeared "We used some paint to make them. That's why we took so long. We had to draw them on." Shiro just stared at them in disbelief. "I can't believe you guys did that." I said, shaking my head. "You're just mad because we tricked you." James retorted. Shiro shook his head "No more fake hickies. If I see any, they should be real." Keith went bright red, and James smiled. "No problem." He said, walking up to Keith and putting his arm around him. Keith slapped his arm "James!"

Shiro smiled, obviously happy for his brother. "Well, lets go. Today we're doing weight training. I want each of you to have an almost fully formed six pack by the time I leave for Kerberos." Keith's smile fell when he heard Shiro mention the mission, but he shook it off. When we got in, we found Lance in the weight room? He smiled at us "Hey guys." James took his arm off of Keith "What are you doing here?" he asked. Lance shrugged "You guys said that you worked out with Shiro, and you guys said that he wouldn't mind having another person. So, here I am." Well that just took all of the fun out of this. Now we can't tease James and Keith. Or do any hard stuff because now we have to figure out what Lance can and can't do. This was going to be fun. Shiro smiled "Yeah, and now, I can watch when you guys do duo drills, instead of participating. James and Keith you guys are together, Kinkade you work with Lance. You'll be benching, starting with 50 and working your way up to 120." Lance's jaw dropped "What? I've never used any of this stuff before!" Keith smiled at him "Don't worry, its not that hard. Watch." Him and James added a hundred pounds to the fifty pound bar and he immediately did 20 reps, with James spotting him. Lance stared in disbelief. Keith sat up and smiled "See? Easy." "Yeah, for you! You guys have been doing this for longer than I have!" Lance whined. James smirked "What? Can "Loverboy Lance" not do it? Is Keith gonna be better than you at this too?" Lance glared at him "No, I can do it. Just give me time."

We spent the next 20 minutes doing benching, then we went to squats. We did that one by one, and I stood next to James when Keith went. "You're staring at his ass." I whispered. He nodded "I'm staring at his ass. But so is Lance." I glanced to the side, and saw that he was. "I think he's jealous. He's obviously the weakest out of all of us, and Keith can probably pick him up." "Yeah, but now he's gonna be obsessed with beating Keith at this." "5 bucks he pulls a muscle trying to beat Keith." "10 he quits within a month." "Deal." For the next hour, we did drill after drill, ranging from squats to sprints. Keith and Lance seemed to always trying to one-up each other, and it was funny to watch. But Keith would always win. And each time, he had a satisfied smirk, while Lance frowned.

We did one last sprint around the room, and came to a stop. Each of us was bent over, trying to catch our breath. "Alright, time for one last thing." Shiro said, and we all groaned. "But Shiro! Give us a break!" Lance whined. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I agree with Lance. I've had enough." Keith said. Me and James nodded in agreement. "Relax, you guys will like tis one. We're going to do a race." We all stood up straight, even though I'm the only one who was. Shiro smiled "Glad to see I have your attention. You'll be running around the gym 3 times, and on the third time, you'll tag out to your partner. First team done gets to leave. Whoever loses has to do another 5 laps." Shit. Those were high stakes. But this would be fun. Normally all we did was drills, nothing fun. "Keith and James are one team, Kinkade, you and Lance are another. Keith and Lance will go first. Get ready to start." We went to the doors of the gym, and Keith and Lance got ready to run. "3..2..1 GO!" Shiro yelled, and they sped off. They were pretty close for the first two laps, but on the third Keith somehow managed to get ahead on the turns, ad he rushed to tag out. Right as Lance hit the last turn, James ran off, starting his laps. Lance tagged me in and promptly fell face first on the floor. I chased after James, ten, twenty feet behind him. We were neck and neck for a while, then he got the better of me, making narrow turns compared to my wide ones. He finished a few seconds before me, with a victorious "YES!" Him and Keith ran into each other. Kieth jumped into his arms and James twirled him around in a hug. "That. Was. Amazing." Keith said, kissing James's cheek inbetween each word. "Hey, keep it PG." Shiro said with a laugh. "How can you guys hug, you're both sweaty?" I asked. James shrugged "But you did pretty good. I thought you were gonna beat me for a second." "But how did you beat me? We were tied for a long time." He smiled "Keith taught me how to do smaller turns. It shaves a surprising amount of time off." "Ohh." That makes sense, both of them did it. "Yeah, Keith's been doing that for years. One of our foster siblings taught him that, right?" Shiro said, and Keith nodded. "Yeah. Micheal did." Lance sat up "Your what siblings?" Keith rolled his eyes "If you remember, me and Shiro are orphans. We were in the system until Shiro was old enough, and were in two or three foster families.  We lived in the countryside with one family for a few years, and our dad taught us about the stars and constellations. They had a two kids, the older being John, the younger Micheal. Micheal used to do track and stuff at his school, so he taught me a few tricks." Him and Shiro smiled, remembering the things they did. "Yeah. They were really nice. They were the last family we were in before we went to the orphanage for a few months. Then I was old enough and we were out of the system." Shiro said. "I forget that you guys are orphans a lot, okay? It's not something people talk about a lot." Lance said. I smiled "I thought you would remember. You made Keith cry about it and ended getting in a fight with James too." Lances eyes went wide at the same time that Shiro's narrowed. "Thats right. You know what, Kinkade, you can go. I'm going to help Lance with his sprints some more." I smiled, and left with Keith and James. We could hear Lance complaning about having to do more sprints as we went down the hall, and we all smiled. "Why do I get the feeling that you said that on purpose Kinkade?" Keith asked with a smile, and I shrugged. "I did. I didn't want to do more drills, and Shiro never got to get mad at Lance for being a dick the first week." James smiled "And hopefully he'll be too sore to talk later! Imagine, a dinner without Lance blabbing the entire time." We all laughed and continued down the hall. James and Keith were hand and hand, and they both looked so happy. I smiled to myself.

They really were perfect for each other.