Lance is a new kid who just moved into town and is going to a high school called Garrison High. Keith is a high school loner that everyone is afraid of because of his violent manor. Cover artist is NiftyNightOwl. All characters belong to dreamworks. This is my first story so it probably won't be the best, I hope you enjoy.

keith just posts because he's bored. lance is a famous instagram model. keith sees lance's account and crushes hard. lance is way out of keith's league. keith just doesn't see any way that a guy like lance could like him. -a completed instagram au- -intentional lowercase/ this is basically a crack fic- -reached #1 in klance- -guys i wrote this when i was literally 13 don't take it seriously ahahah-

[ COMPLETED] Keith's jaw dropped as his heart stopped. The electricity flowing through him felt like static as he turned to Lance. Lance's arms were around him quick, pulling him close and lifting him up. Keith saw Lance spin him around but he couldn't feel it. He was numb. He felt like he was watching it happen from someone else's point of view. He saw how deep Lance's eyes were and how wide his smile was. Keith ran his hands through Lance's hair, trying to capture this moment forever. He couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out of him. He was so happy, and felt so warm and numb. The moment was surreal, just him and Lance. ... Keith and Lance have been "friends" since high school, but everyone sees them more as rivals. They can't stand to be around each other, but when their jobs bring them closer together, Keith sees Lance in a different way and Lance starts feelings things other than anger. {Cover done by my wonderful friend Avie, @damnallgoodnamesgone check out her work!}

1 week power-saving drill. The heats off. 3 blankets, 2 pairs have to share a bed. Lance is warm. (i was 14/15 when i wrote this, i'm now 20 and really wish i had the patience to go through and edit this story because i did my favourite character keith a HUGE injustice im so sorry my main man 😔)

"S-Stay, p-please," Keith mumbled, hiding his face in his pillow. Lance nodded climbing beside the small boy. Keith turned to face him, his face flushed as he looked at Lance, "T-Thanks." "For what?" Lance whispered, his breath close enough for Keith to touch. "B-Being by my side," Keith moved closer to Lance, closing the small distance between them, "I-I thought y-you'd all hate me." "Why would you think that?" "Ha," Keith let out a bitter laugh, "I'm half Galra. I share half of my DNA with a race who has killed countless civilizations, not to mention they kidnapped Shiro and Katie's family, and they-" "Exactly, "they". You didn't help them do any of that, right?" Lance touched Keith's forehead with his own, drinking in the feel of his soft skin. "N-No but-" "No "buts", you didn't choose to be born part Galra, and you have more than proved you're a paladin." "Allura and Coran hate me," Keith mumbled, trying to find some way to prove that they did indeed hate him. "No they don't, just give them some time to adjust," Keith turned around, pulling Lance's arm around him, "They have to get used to you. None of us hate you, not the smallest bit." Lance waited for Keith to argue but the boy had already fallen asleep. Lance hugged the boy tighter as he copied his steady breaths. "I could never hate you." ------------------------------------------------- Keith gets kidnapped during a simple mission of the paladins. He's tortured and abused for three days, leaving him a damaged mess. The paladins finally find him and bring him home, but Keith is acting strange, stranger than usual. I obviously don't own Voltron. If you thought that, you're not all there when it comes to brains, thanks for the laugh though. Just got #1 in galra - 11/2/18 Thank you, you wonderful people!

Love story with Keith from Voltron. TW: MATURE CONTENT (chapter XXII) Characters belong to Netflix's show Voltron: The Defender of the Universe. Disclaimer: This story cannot represents every traits of every person that read it. If something isn't representative of you, just act according to your preference and not care about what is written in the story. I cannot please everyone, simply because no one is like you.

It's been about a month since Lance found Keith's room Mulletless. Heart broken Lance refuses to talk to anyone, eat and come out of his room. Completed