Keith stared into his empty fridge, his stomach growling profusely. He shut it with a disheartened sigh.
He was broke, hadn't had a decent meal in a while, with college and his rent, he couldn't afford to buy anything much more than rice and ramen.
This is why he was looking at the registration for , a website that matches Sugar babies to their daddies, the thought made Keith's skin crawl à bit, but he was desperate.
Where had he found this site? His own brother of course! Shiro had himself à sugar mama by the name of Allura Altea, CEO of the biggest tech company Voltron Enterprise, though Keith wasn't supposed to know about her.
Keith sighed and got to filling out the basic information "Name.." he sighed and filled out the information slowly. He grumbled when they asked for a picture.
He used his webcam to take a picture of him giving a small, shy, and totally fake picture of himself looking up through his lashes at the camera in his 'Let's Cuddle & Listen To Metal' shirt. Cringing at the photo he uploaded it and finished off his profile with a username.
He looked up from his computer to see the old plush lion he got from Shiro the day he came into the family. ".. Red Lion.." he stated typing it in and grinned when that name had surprisingly not been taken.
Keith sat his computer down and went across his studio apartment and started making ramen when a 'ping!' sounded. What really shocked him was when six more followed that.
He walked over to his computer seeing several messages that had photos attached, he knew they had to be dick pics. The last one however, really surprised him.
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): You're gorgeous, would love to see what a real smile would look like on you!
Keith was shocked, was he that obvious?
Red_Lion (Sugar Baby): Who says it isn't real?
Keith hadn't suspected an immediate response from the man.
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): My line of work requires me to know if someone is faking or not.
Keith frowned and went to look at the man's profile. What greeted him was a picture of Carmel skin, chocolate brown locks, a white, dazzling and cocksure grin and the deepest blue eyes Keith had ever seen in his life.
Bringing himself back to reality, he browsed the man's profile. The guy was 21, had withheld his name from the profile, was the owner of thirty different clubs, which were not listed, and had a love for garlic knots and guns. He hummed, how could a club owner have to know if someone was faking or not?
Realization hit him, fake ID's. he went back to the chat screen
Red_Lion (Sugar Baby): Maybe I am..
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): I'd like to see a real smile on your face, mind entertaining me to dinner say tomorrow night?
Red_Lion (Sugar Baby): What's in it for me?
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): Playing hard to get? I like it! How about $1,000?
Keith blanched, a thousand dollars just to meet him?! Was this guy for real? He frowned thinking. A thousand dollars was good money, it would pay his rent and get him some decent food to last a month. He gulped and answered
Red_Lion (Sugar Baby): On one condition..
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): I'm listening?
Red_Lion (Sugar Baby): Tell me your name..
The chat went dead for a few moments, and keith thought for a second that he lost the man when it pinged again.
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): The name's Lance.
Keith blinked slowly and tested the name on his tongue "Lance… sounds nice…"
Red_Lion (Sugar Baby): Where at and what time, Lancelot?
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): Pfft, Lancelot?
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): I like that.
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): 23rd and may, 4:00, Fetogia.
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): Do you need transportation?
Red_Lion (Sugar Baby): Nah, I'm good. See you then.
Azul_Sharpshooter (Sugar Daddy): Night sweet cheeks!
Keith huffed at the name but shut off his computer. His heart was pounding. He yelped as he realized he had no idea where and what Fetogia was. He opened his computer again and Google searched it
Fetogia, A five star restaurant in downtown Arus, one of five other restaurants owned by Hunk Garrett.
Keith bit his nails and looked at his meek closet, he had nothing worth over $15 in his closet. His gaze landed on the box he never opened.
He wondered if it still fit? He got up walking over and popping the lock lid of the storage container and pulled out the red button up shirt he wore for prom.
Taking off his long shirt then slipping his arms threw the holes, and buttoning it up, it was just tight enough to look like it was meant to be but not tight enough to be restricting.
He nodded and walked over to his closet pulling out his only pair of jeans that didn't have holes in them and slipped them on.
He had two sets of shoes, his red Vans and his black dress shoes he wore for graduation. He slipped them on. He looked himself over and nodded. He reached for his phone and sent a text to Shiro.
Me: Hey, can you loan me some make-up?
I 3 Hello Kitty: Yeah, sure. Why? Got a hot date?
Me: Yes, tomorrow.
I 3 Hello Kitty: Oh.. this is a 911 then! Be over in a few!
Me: Door's unlocked
Shiro arrived within twenty minutes "I'm here!". Keith raised a brow "Took you long enough, where were you? Matt's?" he asked though he knew exactly where he was, Allura's.
Shiro smiled "yeah sorry.. So! Who's the guy? I know him?" he asked to which he was disappointed with a shake of the head from keith.
Keith watched Shiro set a ton of make-up down "Where is he taking you?" he asked noticing the outfit Keith was currently wearing. Keith bit the inside of his cheek "No where special, I just" there was a meekness in Keith's actions "I don't know, I guess I l wanted to impress him a bit?"
Shiro blinked looking at his younger brother and smiled softly "oh.. I see.." he said.
Keith blushed à bit and looked away "don't judge me.." Keith whined.
They sat talking until they hit the sack, tired and excited for tomorrow.