Keith & Lance || klance au

A weird little Lance heart.

The loud chatter of the people around him had started to nag him already and Lance hadn't even been a whole hour sitting at the table, surrounded by Nyma's friends. He hadn't been feeling up to joining the girl on the fancy breakfast at the garden of a guy he didn't even know, but she'd insisted so much that Lance had agreed to get her to shut up.

So here he sat, arms crossed over his chest along with a feed up expression listening to the chatters around him whilst munching on strawberries off the plate in front of him.

"And that wasn't even enough to buy me a Bugatti, so I'll have to settle for a stupid hand-me-down Tesla. Like, can you believe that?"

"I'm just waiting for my Mom to deposit the money I asked, can't wait to start the surfing course in Hawaii already."

"You got to be joking, did he really got you a panther diamond bracelet for your birthday again?"

"Yeah. I've spoken with my Dad and he seems thrilled about it. He thinks I can achieve something in the company while I'm also studying -"

"- But can you?"

"Pardon?" The guy turned towards Lance with a glare after hearing him speak out of the blue.

Lance shrugged, looking with boredom at the half-eaten strawberry between his fingers, "Can you really achieve something?" He then looked up at the man, "Regardless of what you achieve, it'll all be thanks to your grandfather's wealth. So will it ever feel like true success for you?"

The lad gave Lance a blank stare before chuckling and looking away, focusing back on the girl he was talking to in the first place, "Anyway, it's the opportunity of a lifetime, you see?"

Lance sighed in displeasure, only to return to his half-eaten strawberry.

It only took a few seconds before he'd finally gotten tired of just sitting around and listening to people's conversation's, tired enough to leave his seat and walk over to where Nyma sat talking a guy's ear off.

"I'm going to steal her from you for a second, yeah?"

Nyma looked up at him bewildered as Lance took her by the arm and pulled her up from her seat. She then followed him to another part of the garden, behind the bushes.

"Nyma you are the most intelligent person I know -"

"You poor boy." She laughed.

"I've got eight point two million euros in my account right now and I feel like crap."

Nyma shrugged, "Maybe you've caught a cold."

"Nyma I'm being serious here," Lance sighed. "I don't deserve that money, it's not like I worked for it or anything."

"Wait - What did you want the money for?"

"To take a cooking course in Paris." Lance looked puzzled at her question.

"Then what are you still doing here, Lance? Why are you not in Paris right now? There's obviously something holding you back."

Nyma continued when Lance didn't reply, "Do you know why money makes me happy, Lance? Because I have a Nyma heart. And it leaps whenever my parents give me money to spend."

"But you? You have a weird little Lance heart and it doesn't leap of joy for money. Money doesn't make it happy, but other things do, right?" She chuckled, "That was so beautiful, I'm going to post it!"

Lance stood motionless while staring at Nyma in front of him, feeling suddenly overwhelmed by understanding, a million thoughts popping into his brain at once. He blinked, focusing on the girl in front of her taking her hands in her. "Nyma you're a fucking genius! A genius!"