*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

Lance owns a small Café by the name of Brewing Hearts that he shares with Hunk, his baker. Keith and Shiro are brothers and they both own a Taekwondo Dojang. Allura and Coran both own a flowershop. All units side by side on a quaint street, they are bound to meet each other! (has klance. And other ships) (rare smut, there is violence here and there, frequent profanity, youknow the works) ------------ The café's door opened up, the bell chiming as another customer walked it. Probably should get back in the habit. As I counted the scones that Hunk put in the display case, I said, "Hello, Welcome to Brewing Hearts where we give you a cup of our-" "-love..." I trailed off. When I looked up, there was a teen my age standing in front of me. He was lengthy, like me, but shorter in height. His hair was nearly black and bangs hung between his eyes and around them, framing his facial features. His head turned slightly and I was pleasantly surprised to see he had a short but noticeable mullet, and he wore it well. He was asian, korean? His eyes were big but cutting, and dark swirls of a night sky circled his pupils. I drowned in them.