Keith & Lance || klance au

Under pressure.

"Where is he?"

Shiro shrugged stepping aside, "I don't know. Somewhere inside, look for him."

It wasn't the sort of place Lance would usually attend to, but then again, he also wouldn't have gone to jail to pick up anyone if it weren't cause he kept hanging out with Keith. He had tried to stay close when they entered, but he had failed to do so.

The place was crowded with people nodding their heads to the beat and looking towards the stage where a black woman stood, mic in hand and rapping away. Keith found his grandpa almost at the front, nodding along to the song.

He leaned towards his ear, grabbing his shoulder. "What are you doing here?"

"Getting my career started, boy."

"Starting your career? Man, they know me here, this is fucking embarrassing, grandpa."

Kaz shrugged looking at his grandson, "Did you not see the movie 8 Mile?"

"No, no, no. Grandpa this is no 8 Mile here. You're coming with me, I beg you."

"Stop that, Keith. I'm doing it anyway."

When Lance got to the trio, a man on the stage was already calling for Kaz and Keith looked like he wanted to die, but Lance knew it'd be mean to laugh, so he didn't.

"And you can lift your hands, cause next up is Big Dick!" The crowd cheered as a man got on stage lifting his fists in the air. "You'll be battling Legend today, head to head."

"Is there a legend here?" Big Dick asked over the microphone, the crowd cheering back.

The stage host chuckled, "Yeah. Legend come forward wherever you are."

"Legend? Where's Legend? Lemme put ya back in ya place."

Keith gripped Kaz's shoulder one last time, "Grandpa please don't go up there."

Kaz shrugged him off, walking up the stage.

"You're Legend?" The host faltered looking at the old bloke.

"You're at the wrong place, Legend. Dinosaurs belong at the museum, this is battling." Big Dick laughed.

"Are you a rapper? Can I be honest with you?"

Kaz took the mic from the host in a quick movement, "Dunno, can you? Or you're too fucking stupid?"

When the crowd started to laugh, Pidge looked over a Keith and gave him a pat in the back. "Let's see what he can do. Leave him be, Keef."

The stage host joined the crowd and took another microphone from beside while nodding his head. "Okay, Okay. Big Dick, you start, Legend you follow. Give 'em a beat!"

"This is your last meal, bitch!" Then Big Dick started, "Looks like this old fart must be from -" Big Dick didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, for Kaz threw a punch at his face and stopped the battle of all sudden, making the crowd gasp and holler.

Lance stood startled, eyebrows raised. Pidge didn't hold her laugh back but hugged her friend from behind when she saw him take a step forward towards the stage.

"Wait, wait." She had said.

Keith groaned and hid his face behind his hands in shame as people who knew him started to steal glances towards them.

"What's the matter with you, old man?" The host got between the rappers.

"Nothing, nothing. It was just a slip, don't be a girl and keep going!"