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Day 4 - The End.
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"We should really get out of bed." Lance said sleepily. He had his arms wrapped around Keith who had stuffed his face into Lance's chest.
"Yeah, we should." Keith yawned obviously still tired from waking up.
Neither of them made a single move to actually get out of bed.
"Are we actually gonna-"
"Just because we said we should, doesn't mean we said we would." Keith interuptted as he wrapped his arms tighter around Lance. "I'll leave this bed when a Galra sprouts wings."
Lance laughed as he slid out of Keith's hold. The cold hit him almost instantly and he wanted nothing more than to just slide back under the sheets. But sadly, his stomach was in need of nutririon if he wanted to carry on.
"Keith, we need to eat."
"You need to eat, I need my boyfriend to cuddle me." Keith pouted. Ughhhh, sleepy, messy-haired Keith is already one of Lance's Top 5 Weaknesses. Fuck this boy, fuck his face, fuck his adorable ass face.
"Tradgically, we are one and the same. Now get your ass out of bed." Lance said as he went in search of some clothing items.
"But Laaaaaance-"
"But Keeeeeeeith." Lance mocked as he found a shirt to put on. Keith pouted even worse but eventually he just admitted defeat and sighed. He was just about getting out of bed when Lance found a clean pair of pants to wear. "C'mon, we've barely spent any time with the team over the past week."
"Fine."
Lance and Keith walked down the suspisiously quiet castle halls hand-in-hand. They were heading to the training room to try and find the rest of the team since for some reason they weren't actually told were they would be, probably under the belief that Lance was still under the effect of the bug bite. But when they got near the training room doors Lance noticed a small greenish figure running towards them. It was then easy to make it out as Pidge. They only stopped when they almost crashed into Keith and was heavily breathing.
"Pidge?" Keith asked concerned. Pidge held up one finger as they caught there breath.
"I'm okay. I'm okay." Pidge took one last deep breath. "The team doesn't know about you two. So you can either take it one of three ways. A, tell them the truth which is just boring honestly. B, act super in love as if Lance is still bitten or lastly, C, pretend you hate eachother."
Both Keith and Lance stood there for a minute, both dumbfounded. Why was Pidge plotting something like this?
"I say C."
"Keith!" Lance stared at his boyfriend with a look of betrayal. Lance would want to tell the team that he was with Keith! That he was happy!
"What? Oh c'mon is it so wrong that I wanna see Shiro freak out because we got into a fight?"
"Yes! Keith, our relationship is so new and I- What if we say someting we don't mean and it just-"
"Lance, we'll both be saying things we don't mean. And yeah our relationship is new, but do you really think I could hurt you?" Keith gave a soft smile and Lance just fucking melted. Hey, where's Lance? Oh he's a puddle on the floor because his boyfriend is just too much.
"Ahem." Pidge fake coughed. "So are you guys in or what?"
Lance looked at Keith for a moment before replying with a yes.
Keith and Lance waited outside whilest Pidge entered the main living space. They thought it was best that Pidge gave them a 'warning' before they see the fight.
"Hey, what if we prank Pidge with this aswell?" Keith suggested. Lance just became confused.
"Huh?"
"Y'know, pretend the prank went too far and we actually got in a fight." Lance just stared at Keith for a moment in awe.
"I love my evil boyfriend." Lance said, giving him a small kiss on the cheek. Keith gave a smile before his expression turned into one of anger as he entered the room. Lance followed shortly. Lance noticed how all of the team's eyes were on them as they cleared up space on opposite couches. Lance sat on the one furthest away from the door since Keith had took the closest one.
Lance noticed how Shiro seemed to shift on his seat, most likely uncomfortable with the situation. Lance slumped down in his seat with his arms crossed, huffing loudly. Lance noticed Coran flickng his eyes between him and Keith, obviously extremely confused.
"So um, Lance! I guess the bug wore off?" Shiro asked. Lance almost wanted to laugh.
"Yeah." Lance said dryly. Lance knew he talked alot, so if he talked less the team would notice.
"Do you uh, wanna talk about it?" Shiro asked again.
"No." Shiro may as well have been speaking to a fake brick wall. Keith scoffed.
"I guess you don't wanna talk about anything." Keith muttered. Shit was about to get good.
"What was that mullet!?" Lance suddenly sat up in his seat.
"You heard me! Lance, why the fuck won't you talk to me?" Oh so Keith was trying to make him the bad guy? Uh uh, no way.
"After you exploited me? Why would I want to talk to you!?" Lance stood up as if getting defensive.
"Uh as I recall you exploited me first! Not to mention you practically forced me to stay with you" Damn Keith was good
"It wasn't my fault!"
"You hit the goddamned jar and let the bug bite you!"
"You got bit by the bug in the first place! If it wasn't for you being reckless we wouldn't have gotten into this mess!"
"Well maybe if Allura told us-"
"Hey! Don't you bring Allura into this!" Lance could tell the atmosphere was getting even more tense. Out of the corner of his eye noticed a few team members side eyeing Allura.
"Why? Oh let me guess... You're still in love with her, aren't you?" Lance sensed Pidge tense up.
"Wait Keith-"
"Me? Wait?" Keith forced out a dry laugh. "Do you know how long I waited for you? How long I've been in love with you!" Keith was screaming and damn, he was a good actor. He noticed Keith eyeing Pidge whos face was one of actual shock and regret.
"Keith-"
"No, Lance. I'm sick of waiting for you. I'm sick of you." Keith said with venom in his voice. Lance, being the great actor he is, forced tears to well up in his eyes. Keith made a big show about him storming off. Lance sat back down in his seat.
The team were all staring at him without a clue what to do. They all just sat there looking at the 'crying' paladin.
"Lance I-"
"Shut it Pidge." Lance heard the team collectively gasp. No one, and I mean no one was ever that harsh to Pidge. "If it wasn't for you we wouldn't have gotten into this stupid fight!" Lance shouted.
"What do you mean Lance?" Shiro asked softly. Lance thrown a glare at Pidge through his watery eyes. Pidge only sighed.
"I- I thought it would be a good idea to prank you guys since I knew they got together before anyone else did. I didn't. I didn't think Keith would take it that far! Lance... I'm so sorry." Fuck they sounded actually apologetic. Lance felt really bad. He couldn't take Pidge's sad face so instead he got up and left, most of the team calling out after him. When Lance shut the door after him Keith literally threw himself at Lance, wrapping his arms around him and shoving his face into Lance's neck.
"Fuck! I didn't expect you there." Lance laughed. Keith lifted his head from Lance's neck and wiped away a few of the fake tears.
"I didn't actually make you cry did I?" He pouted.
"What? Oh hell no. Listen, being the middle child of seven you learn how to cry on command." Keith laughed at that. And fuck his laugh is precious. And fuck Lance is bi. "Should we uh, tell the others we're okay?"
Keith stayed silent for a moment. "We could do that, orrr, we could spend the rest of the day together. No bug bites or evil little gremlins. Just the entire day in bed." Keith suggested.
Lance gave a small sigh. "That sounds like heaven." he smiled.
The next day Lance walked into the kitchen to feed himself, he was still tired since he and Keith decided to stay up all night and play twenty questions. Some of the questions were stupid and some were just plain dirty but all of them made him regret not sticking to a goddamned sleeping schedule.
When he walked into the kitchen he felt all the eyes turn onto him which made him only then remember what happened yesterday. Lance walked straight over to the space fridge.
"Hey buddy... You okay? You don't look so good." Hunk's voice was soft and carefull. Fuck that made Lance feel bad. Yet, Lance turned and faced him with a smile.
"Seriously? Because I feel great!" Lance replied almost honestly. If he'd gotten enough sleep last night he'd be bouncing off the fucking walls.
"Lance, you don't have to pretend that you're okay. We all know how hard the fight with Keith was yesterday and-"
"Allura, seriously. I'm fine." Lance reassured. Lance then noticed Keith walk in through the kitchen doors and he looked like a tired mess. Keith just shuffled up behind Lance, wrapped his arms low around his waist and shoved his face into his neck, giving literally no shits.
"You weren't there when I woke up." Keith mumbled into Lance's neck, he only chuckled.
"I was hungry babe. I needed food."
"You could've woke me up."
"WHAT IS GOING ON?!" Hunk loudly asked.
"Oh right yeah. We didn't actually have a fight." Lance stated casually.
"What." Everyone asked at the same time.
"You dickasses!" Pidge shouted. "You made me feel bad!"
"Well i'm happy you fools stopped dancing around each other." Coran stated. "After all I could've told you what the bug actually did but no one wants to listen to crazy old man Cor-"
"I'm so happy for you guys!" Hunk came over and hugged the shit out of the both of them.
"I'm just proud you got over that petty rivialry of yours." Shiro commented.
"Fina-fucking-lly." Allura muttered. Hunk then let go of the two and motioned towards the leftover breakfast that they were going to deliver seperately to Lance and Keith. They all sat back down and instantly moved onto the topic of training that Lance and Keith had to catch up on. The conversation then transformed into other things that weren't as important. Every thing felt normal except the warmth in Lance's hand as he held Keith's under the table.
Lance was happy.