Treasure [Klance/Leith]

Treasure [Klance/Leith]

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Keith lives in a world where love is judged by a simple locket that hangs around humanities neck. Inside contains the picture of their soulmate but the catch is that it only opens when you have a certain interaction with the other person that creates a spark between the two of you. He goes by people everyday as he glances down at the locket expectantly only to find himself disappointed to see it still ticking away, that is until he decided to go to a group party. Now doomed to be soulmates with his enemy, Keith has to find the best in what seems like darkness as he and Lance buttheads in frustration and a new obstacle arises for the pair and tests their relationship as Keith investigates an ominous shadow over his town that threatens his entire life and his friend's. _____________ This idea about the lockets was a joint effort between @reeia_bean and I, we were gonna make a Bokuaka fan fiction with it but probably not anymore *I DO NOT own the canon characters or art including but not limited to the cover art and the photos within the story. The current cover is temporary* (Sorry for the terrible grammar and spelling errors in it since Treasure was my first fan fiction)
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Keith hated himself for liking Lance. His limber build, the way he carried himself with shoulders raised and chin held high. His blue eyes, dark like the sea's deep, inky bottom. His tangled mess of dark brown hair that stood at odd angles, and never seemed to obey Lance's vigorous brushing. His smooth, light brown skin as he crinkled his nose, or batted the sand from his eyes on a particularly windy afternoon. Even his laugh, as loudly obnoxious as it was, Keith adored. And that was the worst part, because, unlike Keith, Lance hated him. With every word he uttered, an argument seemed to arise. Lance constantly joked and poked fun of Keith, determined to one up him in every way imaginable. So, in all retrospect, Keith had every right to detest Lance in return. But that was the thing: he didn't. Even as Lance stood before him on the worst days - face scrunched and reddened, throat hoarse from the shouting - all Keith thought as he stood stone faced, eyes locked on Lance's chattering lips, was: 'wow, I really want to kiss this shit-head.' And then he was both mad at himself and the world. Mad at himself for imagining Lance in ways he shouldn't, and mad at the world for allowing Lance to be in his life in the first place. It was torture. As powerful as a lash to the chest, or a hammer to the kneecap. Especially now, as Keith stood above Lance's cold, unflinching corpse. The dead boy's bony hands crossed over his chest, shoulders squared atop the white, velvet cushion that rested inside the opened coffin. He wore the best suit and tie money could buy, and had his shaven scalp hidden by a head of hair that was similar, but could never match the boy's old image. The image before cancer. The image before hell. The image before Keith's every being crumbled to dust. *** A Klance au in which Keith discovers that him and only him can see Lance's ghost. COVER ART: kuurakuu on Tumblr

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