The smell of Coffee and coconut

10. Friday 14th

Keith woke up and felt a warmth, something different than just his blankets. He looked around and saw Lance with half his head under the covers. He woke him up, it was comfortable but why was Lance there?

"Lance, why are you in my bed?" Keith asked. Lance looked up. He pulled away and sat up.

"Yeah, sorry. There was a thunderstorm" he said. He looked down and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm kinda scared of thunder so" he said quietly.

"It's ok, are you alright?" Keith said. He put his hand on Lance's and smiled.

"Yeah, thanks" he smiled. Lance got up and put on a big hoodie. He went downstairs, he kissed his mom on the cheek and poured himself a cup of juice. He sat at the counter on a barstool next to Krolia.

"Lance, did you start packing yet?" She asked. She was sipping on her coffee and smiled.

"No, not yet. I'll start later today" he returned the smile and chugged down his juice. Keith came down the stairs and grabbed a toast. Lance got up to put his glass in the sink when his mother put her hands on her hips.

"Lance, put on some pants" she said. Lance looked at her like she was stupid– not disrespectfully–and lifted his hoodie.

"I am" he pointed at his shorts. Keith looked away and ate his toast.

Krolia leaned into Keith's ear.

"Why are you blushing?" She whispered.

"Mom!" He punched her shoulder and chuckled. He got up and went to the bathroom. He started the shower and started to strip from his clothes. He hopped in and immediately soaked his hair. He washed it thoroughly and put in conditioner. He filled his loofah with soap and rubbed it against his skin. His thoughts went crazy, he was thinking of the road trip, his last road trip, Shiro, his dad, he thought about Lance.

We cuddled all night?

It was pretty comfortable, lance was in a ball in his arms and his hair looked silky smooth. The small curls, the brown locks. His eyes closed, his eyebrows relaxed, his pink lips.

Cute

He's not gonna deny it, Lance was cute that night but it was just that, he's cute but annoying.

He finally rinced out the conditionner and hopped out. He dried his skin and hair before putting the towel around his waist. He went to his room and spotted Lance on his bed. He waved at him went to get dressed. They had a room divider so they could always get dressed even if the other was there. He put on some dark gray, baggy jeans and cuffed the tups with a dark red sweater.

He stepped away from the divider and Lance stared at him for a good 5 seconds.

"You ok there buddy?" He asked. Lance snapped out of his trance and looked at Keith's face. He nodded and looked back at his phone.

"You look good" he said. Keith blushed and almost giggled. He thanked Lance and smiled. He pulled his hair up in a ponytail and caught Lance staring again.

"Laaance" he waved his hand in front of Lance's face. He looked down and blushed.

"Sorry" he chuckled awkwardly and Keith shrugged. He sat at the desk and pulled out his sketchbook. He continued a sketch he already started. He stared at it until it was ugly and ripped the page out, he threw it in the bin and started another drawing.

"What did you throw away? A drawing?" Lance asked, he made his way to the trash and pulled out the drawing.

"Yeah, it's a sketch I didn't like" he said.