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smellslikebeefinhere · 8 months

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klance oneshot, teen and up audiences

prompt: i could never hate you

Honestly, Lance hadn’t even been planning on stopping by the training room.

Really, he was only innocently making his way to the kitchens (with no intention of stealing Hunk’s dessert whatsoever…) and just… happened to hear a particularly pained groan coming from the door to the training room. Naturally, being a very caring and kind person by nature, Lance opened the door only to check, and just… ended up staying.

Completely normal. Nothing homosexual or weird going on at all.

Okay, who was he kidding, he was totally just here to ogle Keith.

But who could blame him! Sure, the paladin of the Red Lion could be pretty mopey, and broody, and Lance wasn’t even gonna start on the obvious anger issues. But in the training room, he almost seemed to let go, in a strange way.

It was like fighting came naturally to him. Like he was made for it. Keith brought his sword down on the drones like it was an art form, and Lance couldnt help but admire the fluidity and grace. The way his hair formed dark waves in the air, his movements almost like water. And yeah, he would admit, it was kind of creepy.

But his crush on the red paladin had been going on for a while, and while Lance had accepted it was never going to happen, it couldn’t hurt to indulge just a little, right?

(Boy, was he wrong.)

Lance was suddenly snapped out of waxing poetic about Keiths raven-dark hair when a loud voice echoed through the room.

«Training sequence over.»

Lance barely had time to think shit before Keith Kogane himself turned around and caught his eyes.

Lance could feel the blush creeping up his neck as the boy stared at him. He didn’t think he’d ever seen Keith look this caught off-guard (and that was saying something. Lance had seen him look completely unfazed after just having been shot at from what looked like a space-giraffe.)

The silence continued on for a short while, but for Lance it might as well have lasted a year. He couldnt’ imagine how dumb he must look, in his sweatpants and a blue shirt that was a little too tight around the shoulders, just standing in the doorway. Probably red as a tomato, too. Dios mio.

«Can i-« Keiths voice came out a little rough, so he cleared his throat. «can i help you? With anything?» The question seemed completely genuine, with no hint of sarcasm. Lance was still trying to come up with an excuse.

«Oh, pshh, no i was just on my way to art, and then i just heard- well, no, on my way to the kitchen, i mean you looked like art-« Keith was just staring at him, slack-faced. «Not like, like art in a pretty way, in a… totally horrible way, like a Picasso or something, ANYWAY-« Lance’s horribly failing explanation was interrupted by the softest question he had ever heard uttered from Keiths mouth, so quiet he wasn’t even sure he heard it.

«You were watching me?»

The question sounded so unsure Lance couldnt help but soften a bit himself.

«Yeah.»

Oh, wow, the floor here was really interesting. Lance had never noticed the way it was made up of hexagons before.

«Yeah, I was.»

Now it was Keith’s time to flush. And Lance was not prepared for the red tinge dusting across his cheekbones and painting the tips of his ears. Art.

«I’m, uh, I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable or anything. It was just, I…» Lance could feel his own heart beating, and wow, was that normal? Maybe he should take a trip to the healing pods after dying of embarrassment later.

«It was just nice to see you doing something that wasnt yelling at me, for once.» The words came out with a laugh, but really Lance couldnt feel less happy. Because it really had been.

Sometimes it felt like the only thing they did was fight. And it was fun, sure, but Lance wanted… other stuff, too.

He wanted Keith to laugh with him, the way he did with Hunk. Wanted to nerd over things like astrophysics or piloting together. Wanted to talk to him, really talk to him. Wanted to be able to look at Keith without feeling like he didn’t matter.

And suddenly there were tears pricking at his eyes. Mierde, how mortifying. Lance started walking out of the room trying to choke back that awful feeling in his throat.

«Sorry, I’m sorry, Keith, hahah,»

«Don’t say that.»

Lance stopped dead in his tracks.

«I- don’t say that.»

Keiths voice was quiet but decided. He sounded almost… angry. But not for the reasons he should be.

«Lance, i didn’t know you…» Keith looked at a loss for words. «I didnt realize you looked at me as anything other than your stupid rival, or whatever.» Keith looked almost bashful as he studies his shoes.

«I dont really hate you. I just… it seemed like you really hated me. And i was just playing along with it. So stupid…» Lance’s heart breaks a little, he thinks. How could he ever think- ever- that Lance had even the smallest bit of hate for this boy in his heart? Jealousy, sure. Irritation, hell yeah. But hate? If Keith only knew…

«I dont hate you, Keith. I could never hate you.»

Lance’s voice is softer than he intended it to be, and he winces at the implications of his words.

«No?» Keith breathes, and Lance feels it on his skin. When did they get so close? And when did Lances hand end up on Keiths shoulder?

«How could you even think that i- if you had any idea what i really-« Lances words fail him. If this boy thought even for a second that Lance hated him, he would just have to prove him wrong in the most foolproof way he knew how.

Keith gasped as their lips connected. His lips were warm, and lightly chapped, and it only lasted for a second, but it was easily the best kiss Lance had ever had. Because it was him.

It was Keith- arrogant, loyal, jealous, strong, scarred, brave, beautiful Keith. His Keith. Who he had just kissed.

Oh my god, Lance had just kissed Keith.

He immediately backed away, failing to notice the shocked blush on Keiths face. «Oh my- Dios mio, I am so sorry, lo siento rojo, I know you dont- I’m so sorry,»

Keiths hands fist in his sweater and Lance is sure he’s about to get sucker punched before-

«Will you stop saying that,» and Keith drags him down by his shirt and crushes their lips together.

It’s like fireworks. And theyre both inexperienced and the angle is slightly awkward, but Lance tilts his head just so and he sees stars. Keith kisses like he does everything else, white-hot and burning, and so full of passion its almost too much.

But not really. Never too much, as Lance’s hands find their way into that stupid mullet, as Keith gasps into his mouth and he presses his tongue to the seam of Lances mouth, and Lance is sure that if he opened his eyes right now everything would be on fire.

But unfortunately, humans do need oxygen to live, and Lance reluctantly breaks the kiss and lets his forehead fall to Keith’s.

«You don’t hate me,» Keith, red-lipped and pupils blown, almost whispers against his cheek.

«No,» Lance says as he look down at the boy he loves, «I really, really don’t.»

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