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Keith and Lance had to split up for the day after coffee. Lance has to work on his research paper. The paper that actually kick started their friendship, flirt-ship? Whatever stage in knowing each other that they are in now. It hasn’t been a week, but even still Keith really, really likes Lance. Keith’s dated other guys, but this immediate connection is new to him. This whole knowing that, but not saying anything about it is pretty new to Keith, too.
It’s only a Saturday night and as much dedication as Keith would like to think he has, he doesn’t have enough to actually work on school work currently. The book he should be reading for his English class is staring at him on his desk, but he can’t get himself to even open it. In the comfort of his pajamas while sitting in his bed on a Saturday night, it seems like a crime to do homework.
Thirty minutes into the crime documentary Keith’s watching on netflix his phone starts vibrating. He has to reach back over to his nightstand to reach his phone. Lance is calling. Holy shit Lance is calling. Keith answers the phone, but Lance gets the first word in.
“Hey, yeah, Keith? I really need to talk to you in person or I won’t end up doing it,” Lance shoots out as fast as possible. “So, uh, can you tell me which dorm is you live in?”
“You never tell me what it is-”
“Keith, all in due time, but I’m really gonna need to know where you live. Like before I die in the next fifteen minutes.”
Keith fills Lance in on which dorm he lives in and what room on which floor. Lance quickly thanks him and then hangs up before Keith can say goodbye. Lance only keeps Keith waiting about fifteen minutes. Keith could have easily sat down and watched more of the documentary. He had almost an hour left of it. The urgency though, the urgency kept Keith pacing.
Lance. Lance kept Keith pacing.
Keith is on his seventh different idea for why Lance might be dying before he hears a knock on his door. His body moves before he can even think. He opens the door with his hair disheveled from scratching it while thinking. He hasn’t changed out of his sweats and t-shirt either. Keith looks like an all around mess when he answers the door.
Keith gives Lance a once over at the same time Lance gives Keith a once over. Lance is bent over with his hands on his knees, looking up at Keith. His breath is steadying out, but isn’t there yet. It isn’t until Keith starts to speak that Lance makes any moves.
“Lance, h-” Keith is unable to finish because Lance has put his index finger over Keith’s mouth.
Keith’s eyes widen as Lance says, “Listen here Keith Kogane.”
Keith makes a motion of zipping his mouth closed and nods.
“Keith, I am like really, really super into you. Like, more than a friend, date you kind of way.” Lance has long since stopped looking at Keith. His bravado is melting in front of Keith as he confesses. Keith leans on the door frame with a small smile forming on his zipped lips.
Lance looks up, down, anywhere, but Keith as he continues. “And I’m not sure how you feel, I mean I think you like me. I hope you like me, I really, really hope you like me.” Lance scratches his head. “I mean I’m not trying to put pressure on you by saying that. Like really! No pressure!”
Keith’s smile, unseen by Lance, is getting warmer by the second. He has to cross his arms to keep from moving Lance’s head to look at him. He knows Lance wants to tumble through this explanation despite how choppy it is and he won’t stop him.
“I just, I really need to finish my paper now, but I knew if I didn’t tell you like right now I wouldn’t finish it. You don’t have to respond now,” Lance looks up quickly at Keith and then directly away without processing Keith’s expression, “I was just one hundred percent positive if I didn’t tell you now I would chicken out.”
Lance winces when he looks back at Keith again. You don’t have to be so nervous, I like you too, idiot. Keith makes the motion that he’s unzipping his lips once Lance stares at him head on. Keith takes his hand to the back of Lance’s head and the other to his shoulder and pulls him in so he can give Lance a kiss on the cheek. Lances jaw drops.
Keith quietly says, “Go finish your paper, Lance. We can continue where we left off once you’ve finished it.”
Lance’s face goes completely red. “Yeah, uh,” he looks at Keith and his smile grows. “We’ll continue this later?”
“Yeah,” Keith takes one of Lance’s hands. “It’s a date.”
Lance looks down at their hands together. “Holy shit, I hate astronomy.”
Keith laughs, “No you don’t, you dork.” He takes his hand away from Lance’s and uses it to lightly push Lance’s shoulder away. “Get out of here. I’ll be here when you finish your paper.”
Lance’s smile matches Keith’s in size when he says, “You strike a hard bargain sunshine.”