Ok but wait
Lance would totally put clips in Keith's hair.
And not even normal clips, but random obnoxious clips that come in way too vibrant colors. The kind you would see a mother forcing her 2 year old child to wear.
Lance's favorite is a neon pink butterfly that rests on a bedazzled clip that he made painstakingly by hand. Keith will never admit it, but he kind of adores it purely because Lance's face melts with adoration any time he puts it on.
Keith's own favorite is a lavender hippo with huge buck teeth, though he pretends to like the skull clip more. There's no lying to Lance, however, because he knows all of Keith's quirks. If you want Keith, then you have to accept that he comes with hippos. No questions.
Anyway, it's really cute. But don't tell anyone that Lance said that! What? Nope! He would never have a crush on Keith! Ugh! Ew! Nonono.
(But he can't deny his fondness for Keith anymore because whenever he does the other boy makes the saddest little kicked-puppy face that could melt a planet faster than you can say global warming. And don't even get him started on the pout.)
Lance turns bright red at the sight of Keith wearing hairclips made for children waaay too often.
Back to the topic, Keith usually ends up with his hair styled in whatever hairdo Lance wants to try out that day.
When Lance finds out about alien social media, he makes an account specifically to post pretty pictures of Keith.
No, Keith does not know about that because he'd flay Lance alive for it. Excuse Lance for wanting to live.
The best one is where they found an entire room full of hair extensions and made Keith's hair 20 feet long. The team then had a hardcore Rapunzel moment and sang 'I've got a dream' while braiding flowers into the very ticked-off red paladin.
They bribed him with extra training hours and free team hugs (though the second part is all Lance) if you were wondering.
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“Oh, please,” Lance scoffs, not even looking up from the stitch he’s making. “You’re so full of bullshit. Keith is the biggest baby in the world.”
“I am not,” Keith protests.
“Are too.”
Keith pouts. “Am not. You’re just mean to me.”
Lance finally looks up for the first time in a while, for the sole reason of raising an eyebrow at Keith.
“Is that so, Mr. I Cried During High School Musical 2?”
Keith flushes from his forehead to his neck. “The break-up scene is really emotional, okay? It’s moving!”
Lance laughs. “Please, it’s hilarious —”
“It is not! They’re both breaking each other’s hearts!”
“Keith, you dweeb, they’re so dramatic and ridiculous —”
“Heartbreak, Lance, heartbreak!”
“Time out,” Pidge calls, holding her hands up in a T. “Time fucking out. Lance, you’ve seen Keith cry?”
“Uh, no shit,” Lance says, with no small amount of attitude. “He is literally the loudest crier in the world. How could I not?”
Keith rolls his eyes, kicking Lance in the ribs. “I am not.”
Lance gapes at him. “Who do you think you are, you gangrenous shitdick? Come back here —”
Lance makes a valiant attempt to drag Keith over to him for revenge, but since Keith is a literal, actual ninja, he fails. (Also, Keith runs and hides behind his brother like a fucking coward, so there’s not much Lance can do.)
“I feel like we kind of brushed over the fact that you’ve seen Keith cry, Lance. Like, with your actual eyes.”
Once again, Lance gives everyone a weird look. “Uh, yeah,” he says, like everyone is a total dumbass. “Like I said. He’s a baby. He cries all the time.”
Keith sticks out his tongue over Shiro’s shoulder, then throwing himself backwards with a shriek as Lance lunges forward. Shiro is too stunned to move, not even flinching when Lance’s pointy elbow accidentally clips him in the ear.
“Does he really?” Shiro asks. He’s almost breathless, staring at Lance in wide-eyed shock.
“Yes,” Lance repeats as emphatically as he can while Keith has him in a chokehold. He wraps his fingers around Keith’s forearms and jerks his torso forward, flipping Keith right over. He hits the floor with a loud groan. “I honestly don’t know why you guys are so shocked. Does he not cry around you? Really?”
“I have never, not once in our time in space, heard Keith cry,” Hunk says solemnly. Pidge nods in agreement.
“Well, that’s weird,” Lance says, darting forward to sit on Keith’s chest before he recovers from being bodyslammed. He sits criss-cross-applesauce once he situates himself, looking serene. Occasionally Keith makes a half-hearted attempt to throw Lance off, but he looks to have mostly given up and accepted his fate.
Suddenly, the sound of a sniffle fills the room. Everyone whips around to look at Shiro, who is visibly weeping.
“Jesus, Shiro, what’s wrong?”
“I’m just so happy that Keith trusts someone enough to let his guard down fully,” he sobs.
Keith goes red. Again.
“Fuck off! It’s not like that!”
Lance gasps delightedly, shifting so he’s no longer sitting on Keith’s chest but straddling it, hands on either side of Keith’s head and leaning in close.
“Keithy-kat! No way! Is that true? You love me the most?”
“No,” Keith says, but it’s a little weak. The blush on his face has not lessened at all.
If anything, really, it’s worse.
“Aw, come on. Tell me the truth.”
“No.”
“You love me. You think I’m the best person on Earth,” Lance teases.
“We’re not even on Earth,” Keith complains, but notably stops denying anything.
“Aw, Keith!” Lance exclaims, and finally leans down to press a kiss to Keith’s forehead with a loud ‘mwah!’ noise.
Shiro sobs again. Someone hands him a tissue.
“Ew,” Keith complains again. “Germy.”
Lance rolls his eyes. “You had no problems with my germs earlier this morning.”
“You were less annoying this morning.”
“I really wasn’t.”
“True. You’re always annoying.”
“Mhm. You love me though.”
“I guess so,” Keith grumbles, but a smile pulls up the corner of his lips.
“Hold the motherfucking phone,” Pidge says, with the air of someone who has just discovered that Santa isn’t real. “Are you two dating?”
“How many stupid things are you going to ask us today?” Lance asks, squinting at her. “We’ve been together for months!”
“No the fuck you haven’t!” Hunk squeaks. “I would have known!”
It’s Keith who looks confused, now. “I tell you how much I want to marry Lance like, every day, dude.”
“I thought you were just pining!”
“Who the hell pines that badly without doing anything?!”
“I dunno! You!”
“No way! That would be humiliating!”
“You’re humiliating!”
“That family is a mess,” Lance says with great fondness. “I love it here.”
“I love all of you so much,” Shiro wails, blowing his nose. “I’m so proud of you.”
Keith sighs, reaching over blindly to pat Shiro on the leg. “There, there, you big baby.”
“I heard Shiro sobbing and came as quickly as I could,” comes a new voice. Allura pokes her head into the room, hair half-braided and sticking up everywhere (but somehow still looking more elegant than anyone else in the room). She blinks as she takes in the room at large. Then she sighs, stepping into the room fully to give them all her patented Oldest Sibling Look Of Judgement, pinching the bridge of her nose and everything. “Why is it that whenever I leave you humans alone for more than one hour, I come back to chaos? And, Lance, I swear on the entropy of the universe that every time I see you, you are inches away from another man’s face. Usually Keith’s. Why are you like this?”
Hunk answers for the human population. “Human’s natural inclination for drama and conflict?”
Lance answers for himself. “Whore tendencies?”
Pidge, still incredulous, does not answer at all. “Did you know Keith and Lance are dating?”
To her credit, Allura accepts the subject change with grace. For all her grumbling, she has learnt to handle humans very well. “Obviously. They can’t take their hands off each other.”
“Maybe I’m secretly a dumbass,” Pidge says to no one, bewildered.
“Quite possibly,” Lance agrees, because there’s a fair amount of distance between him and Pidge and he’s closer to the door, so he can’t get mauled. Plus, she’s distracted, and if things get messy he can always sacrifice Keith.
“Shiro, darling, pull yourself together.” Allura has a gentle hand on his back, looking at him in concern. “You are going to dehydrate yourself.”
“I’m trying,” Shiro says, still a little teary, “but Keith’s growing up. I’m emotional.”
Allura does her best to hide a smile. “I see.”
“I’m twenty goddamn years old,” Keith grumbles. “Stop being surprised that I’m grown up.”
“Let him be,” Allura scolds. “I’m sure when you and Lance have a child you will be much worse than Shiro.”
At the mention of his and Lance’s hypothetical future child, Keith begins sniffle.
“No way,” Hunk says. He and Pidge stare at Keith with wide eyes.
Keith’s face crumples, and then he’s crying just as much as Shiro (who started up again when Keith teared up). “It’s just — you and me — one day we’re gonna —”
“Aw, babe,” Lance coos, grinning. “It’s okay. Let it out.”
Keith does, getting much louder than Shiro, as Lance hugs him tightly and rubs gentle hands on his back.
“We’re gonna be family,” Keith wails.
Lance kisses his temple. “We already are, sweetheart.”
Keith cries harder.
“Damn,” Pidge mutters. “He really is the loudest crier in the world.”
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