Hey so I saw this post on Pinterest (it’s really from tumblr but I couldn’t find it here) and I was like “this would be perfect klance tbh” and I thought I should request also you give very good dating advice and I’d like to make sure you’re hydrated 👍
Ok that’s it bye
Hehehe, I've been waiting for this
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Keith tied his hair back, taking a deep breath as Lance parked the car. It was that time of the month; time for shopping. They went twice a month and each trip took over an hour.
In reality, it shouldn’t take them that long, they had a list of everything they needed. But they were Keith and Lance, they never did anything easy.
“Ready baby?” Lance asked with a smile.
Keith nodded, opening the passenger door. Lance grabbed their bags from the backseat. “You have the list?”
Lance nodded, pulling out a piece of paper from his green jacket. “Right here.”
Keith grabbed the list, waiting for his boyfriend to find a cart that rolled okay and didn't squeak every two feet. “Got us a winner!” He placed the bags in the cart, “let’s start.”
They headed to pets first, they needed cat litter and cat food. That’s it, two items should be easy enough.
“Oh my god, we have to get Red and Blue this toy!” Lance lifted up a pack of catnip toys that were shaped like metal lions.
“They have enough toys dear.”
Lance frowned, looking down at the toys. “Not metal lion toys.”
Keith rolled his eyes, “fine.”
They moved to cosmetics next, needing some face wash and a sleeping mask. Lance grabbed Keith's wrist, immediately swabbing some dark red lipstick on him. "Ugh, this color is so not you."
Keith stared down at it, "you picked it."
"Let's try this one!"
They eventually left the area, with their needed items in their cart and Keith with a line of makeup up his arm.
"Ohmygod baby we need these!" Lance held up a plastic yellow bag.
Keith fought back a sigh, "Lance. We don't need animal crackers."
Lance pouty, like a five-year-old. His eyes filled with tears. "But....they're the frosted ones."
"..put them in the cart."
Lance grinned and borderline slammed dunked the item into the cart. "Thanks, baby!"
Keith found himself moving down the aisles, marking off the list as he did. But it was quiet. Too quiet. He turned around, his boyfriend was nowhere in sight. "God damn it." He said under his breath.
He gripped the cart handles tighter and went to the main aisle, where did he go? He parked the cart out of the way, beginning to look down each aisle. He passed one, nearly tripping with how fast he turned.
"What are you doing?!"
Lance turned to look at him, holding two bags of ground coffee. “Smelling coffee.”
Keith smacked his own forehead and groaned. “We don’t even drink coffee.”
Lance scoffed, “what if I wanted to start?”
All Keith wanted to do was fall to the floor and disappear. “Lance-”
His boyfriend took a couple of steps, closing the distance, “smelllllll.”
He reluctantly did. “Okay...it doesn’t smell that bad.”
“See?!” Lance wiggled his eyebrows.
“Fine...how much is it?”
Lance turned, his eyes scanning the shelf. “Ew like $9.”
“Yeah, no. We’re broke.”
Lance nodded, placing the bags back on the shelf. For once not arguing with Keith. They made their way back to the cart, Keith’s eyes immediately falling on a box he defiantly did not put in there. “Orange Crush flavored Poptarts?”
Lance nodded, “yup a classic.”
Keith was less concerned about the sticker that said “NEW FLAVOR” and more about when it go in the cart. “How did- when did you put this in the cart? I was with you the entire time?!”
Lance waved him off, “what’s next on the list?”
Keith rubbed his eyes, he wanted to be home.
The refrigerated section was fine. Everything was fine. Until they reached the frozen section. “FOUR CHEESE PIZZA!!!!” Lance bolted to the pizza door, his breath fogging the glass.
Keith found himself offering an ‘I’m so sorry about him’ nod to everyone that passed them. “Pizza is not on our list.”
“Buttttt babyyyyyyyyyy it’s four cheese. Our favorite.” Lance presented his pouty eyes again.
“Correction, it's your favorite. I’m lactose intolerant. Remember?”
Lance rolled his eyes. “Stop being allergic to dairy, you’re no fun!”
“When you figure out a cure, just let me know.”
They ended up getting more than what was on their list. As usual for them. It didn’t matter until they were staring at the multiple nags in the trunk of their car.
Keith began to grab bag after bag, not noticing Lance not even reaching for one. “Dude, we can take two trips.”
“No.”
“Alright, but I wanted to hold hands.”
Keith looked down at his hands. Both held at least seven bags. He added the bags his right hand was holding to his left and grabbed Lance’s hand. “Just get the door.”
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I hope you liked it!!!!!
Thank you <33333
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