*this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3* "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? "Alright, it's a deal." Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance's 'fake boyfriend'. This is actually the best fic I've ever read. It emotionally destroyed me and then put me back together only to kill me again. Read on ao3 : http://archiveofourown.org/works/7454385

"Keith?" Shiro looked back to Lance. "That was Keith. Why?" "I-" Lance gulped, and he realized his hands were shaking almost harder than his heart was pounding, lodged in his throat. "I think he's my soulmate." The silence that greeted him only stirred unease in the Cuban man's chest, and he raised his gaze to lock eyes with the older man, who tilted his head cautiously. Another full three beats had passed before he carefully propped himself on his elbows, scrutinizing Lance's panicked expression. "...Lance," Shiro murmured carefully, eyebrows furrowing. "Keith doesn't have a soulmate. He's deaf." [completed]

When Lance McClain breaks into his own bedroom at two in the morning after scaling a four-story building, he didn't expect to break open the wrong window, nor did he expect to literally fall on top of a half-naked Keith Kogane. After agreeing to stay with Lance until he can afford to pay for Keith's window, the two find themselves in the unlikely scenario of becoming fake-boyfriends after a couple of bad run-ins with their Landlady. Join Keith and Lance on their crazy adventure full of love, friendship, heartbreak, and enough corny mullet jokes to send even the toughest fangirl running for the hills. {COMPLETED} *edit: I wrote this when I was thirteen and it's trash so read at your own risk*