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“This is Keith,” his voice stuttered as he tried to figure out what he wanted to say next, the background filled with the murmur of other conversations. “Leave a message after the tone.”
Beeeeep.
Lance frowned, pulling his phone away from his face. He held it above himself and studied the call screen for a moment before hitting the red button to end the call. No answer.. He dropped his arm, phone still clutched in his hand, to his side before pushing himself to sit up in his bed. No answer. Before his mind could jump to conclusions (Who was he kidding it already had. Did he get in an accident? Did he just get tired of Lance finally?) Lance held his phone up again to shoot him a text.
Loverboy: hey!
Loverboy: i guess you’re busy?? call me back when you’re free!
Loverboy: <333
The thing was.. Keith never missed their phone calls, and if he did he always let Lance know. They’ve been doing these calls for, shit, some time now. Long distance relationships weren’t always the ideal (Lance can easily recall nights were they would video chat while Lance curled up into a ball and cried some, wanting nothing more than to be there in Keith’s arms and that went both ways.) but they made it work. It was what they had and hard as it may be, they loved it.
..So, yeah, Lance was a bit freaked, but if he went off the handle over one missed call he’d feel like a dickbag. Still it didn’t stop the unpleasant thoughts from rolling in. Lance let out a loud groan, checking his phone again before getting out of bed to grab his laptop. It’s fine. What’s one missed call? Nothing.
I can’t fight this feeling any longer..
It was scary how fast Lance jumped on his phone, not letting the song made ringtone continue playing as he answered the call.
“Hey, hun,” Lance said a bit breathlessly. Keith’s light laughter spilled out through the speaker.
“Hey.. Sorry I uh.. Left my phone on silent after painting and forgot to turn it back on when I was heading back,” he says and there’s some rustling in the background. Lance imagines he’s home and maybe putting a blanket around his shoulders like he often does.
“How was your day? Oh, and you gotta send me progress shots of the new painting,” Lance said easily, sitting down in bed and pulling his laptop up on his crossed legs.
“My day was alright.. Nothing too busy. Spent a lot of time in the studio. And I’ll have to take some pictures when I’m there again. Forgot this last time.” Lance smiled softly. He could listen to Keith talk about his day, well, all day. “How was your day?”
Lance grinned and launched into stories of all that happened. The study sesh with Hunk and Pidge, the phone call from his mom (Seriously Keith she has been asking about you. You need to give her a call!) and the little mishap at the student store on campus. Keith was attentive and hummed along to Lance’s stories. Eventually, Lance trailed off.
“Buut anyway! Do you want to rabbit a movie? Or maybe a few episodes of something?? We haven’t done that this week, and I heard Brotherhood is back on Netflix.” Lance clicked around his laptop as he asked Keith. He wasn’t fully expecting the hesitant answer he got.
“Uhm.. Actually I dunno about that right now.” Lance frowned.
“Oh!! Oh no no that’s fine. We can just talk- unless you want to go? I-” Keith cut him off.
“Lance. Love, look it’s not that I was just..” He huffed a bit, pausing in his words. There was a knock at Lance’s door.
“Shit sorry. Give me a sec. Someone at the door..?” Lance pushed his laptop aside and quickly padded over to the door, pressing his phone to his shoulder as he peered out. Lance froze.
There stood Keith, phone still to his ear and his hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. He had a bag slung over his shoulder and gave Lance a timid smile.
“I was thinking we could watch it together.. In person?” Lance threw himself at his boyfriend, absolutely elated.