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It had become pretty common for Pidge to sit on Lance’s lap as she worked. Of course there were exceptions, like, she wouldn’t if she was working on some technology that was dangerous or if she had to move around a lot. But if all she was doing was some coding on a computer, then it was routine. And Lance seemed content with it. He would hold her with his head resting on her shoulder and rub slow circles on the side of her waist while either staring at what she was typing or staring at her with a dopey grin. Just like he was doing now.
“Hey, Pidge?” Lance said quietly.
“Yes?”.
He kissed her cheek. “I love you.”.
“I love you too.” She replied with a smile.
Pidge thought that was it but he began kissing her cheek more and more and then her temple and then he attempted to kiss her nose. She giggled. “Lance, what are you doing?”.
“Kissing you.”. He kissed her cheek again.
Pidge rolled her eyes. “Obviously.”. One of his hands came up and tilted her face towards his and he gave her a proper kiss on the nose which made her giggle again. “I have to get this code finished.”.
He kissed her forehead. “I know.”.
“It’s important and needs to be done today.”.
He kissed her other cheek. “I know.”.
“So…”.
Lance peppered her cheeks with light kisses. “It can wait five minutes.”.
“Just five minutes?”.
“Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,” He kissed the tip of her nose, “However many minutes you want.”. He continued to kiss every inch of her face.
Pidge’s smile widened. “I’m getting the feeling that you’re trying to distract me.”.
Lance stopped momentarily to bat his eyelashes at her. “Is it working?”.
She reached up and cupped his cheek. “Yup.” She said before kissing him on the lips.