Hi! It's been quite a while since I've written any fanfiction. A lot of it has to do with some personal stuff going on in my life that I'm dealing with. But now I'm currently a freshman in college studying Computer Science and Digital Design! It's really weird to think about how I started writing this kind of stuff in my freshman year in high school more than four years ago because I had extra time in my study hall (I ended up writing in there more than I did work…oops!). I've recently been obsessed with VLD and I decided it would be good for me to start writing again! This will only be short one-offs to start off, but I might write a more fleshed out story in the future! If any of you have any suggestions for situations and settings that would make for a good short story let me know! And always no ship hate here please! If you don't like or don't agree with a ship that I write about that's okay! Just please don't be toxic because honestly those people ruin so much of the fandom for everyone. Now that that's out of the way… let's go! (P.S. I'm literally listening to a romance pop track right now, so you know I'M SERIOUS!)

Klance (Lance x Keith)

(Sorry I'm starting out with a pretty common ship if you don't like it, I'll get to the less common ones later! 3)

"PALADINS HURRY WE'RE UNDER ATTACK! WE CAN'T LAST MUCH LONGER!"

Keith was suddenly thrust from the heavy black bliss of sleep by the shrieks of Allura over the castle comms. Without a single thought, his body jerked from the comfort of his bed and started to frantically change from his sleeping attire to his battle uniform. He mindlessly fumbled with the suit as the last tendrils of peace and quiet left him. The teen took quite a bit longer to change than expected since his eyes still carried blurriness from his deep and dreamless slumber.

"QUICK PALADINS THE CASTLE DEFENSES ARE ABOUT TO GIVE OUT!"

Sprinting out of his room after finally getting his uniform on correctly, Keith rubbed the sleep from his eyes and made a beeline to the castle's main control center to get to his lion. His breath was quick but not panicked, all his training had prepared him for scenarios like this; he was ready.

"WE NEED VOLTRON!"

The doors opened, and Keith exploded into the control room. He was met with Allura…wait…it was just Allura. No explosions, no danger, nothing to warrant the princess to so loudly wake everyone up so early, at least what felt like early without a sun to judge time from. Keith noticed that he was actually the first one to get there, which surprised him since he expected Shiro to beat him. Allura twirled around and faced him with a stunned look.

"Wow Keith! I didn't expect you to get here so quickly! Good job now we know that in the event of a real attack, we can count on you to be on it!" Allura clapped her hands together. The boy's face dropped into a tired frown.

"Real attack? So, this was a drill?" he let his shoulders drop as an exasperated sigh escaped him.

"Precisely!" Allura responded, man she was way too chipper in the morning. The door opened once again, and the other four paladins of Voltron tumbled out. Shiro was first and dressed in his armor fully unlike the other three, who were at different stages of being "battle ready". Hunk's outfit consisted of the upper part of his armor and his yellow plaid pajama bottoms. Pidge was in the process of putting on her shoes, but the bags under her eyes suggested she didn't sleep much last night. And last of all, Lance sauntered in with his full blue robe and slippers with a pair of headphones hanging from his neck.

"As for the rest of you, you really need to work on your preparedness training. It leaves much to be desired" scolded the princess. Shiro, as expected, was the first-and only one- to apologize.

"I'm sorry we weren't ready princess. We aren't used to sudden attacks like this, but we'll continue to improve on it, right team?" he turned to look to the others.

Lance, Hunk, and Pidge all gave a sarcastic, monotone "yaaaaay", all of them obviously liked being woken up in this manner as little as Keith. Lance's tired eyes landed on Keith and he gave an unexpected snicker.

"What are YOU laughing?!" Keith snarled, clearly not in the mood to deal with Lance's shit this early.

"Oh nothing, just that you've got some pretty bad bedhead, mullet" he continued to giggle through his hand held over his mouth. The rest of the team grew different degrees of smirks and avoided making eye contact with the red paladin.

Blushing ever-so-slightly from embarrassment, Keith ruffled and smoothed his locks as well as good as he could with his fingers.

"Well unlike you I care more about saving the castle more than what I look like!" the black-haired boy retorted, taking a step toward Lance.

"You're just mad cause I'm better looking than you in the morning!" The blue paladin countered, pointing at Keith. Shiro, being the dad he was, decided it was time to step in before the fight escalated more.

"Hey both of you quit it! It's too early to get into this. We need to start training for the day." The feuding teens sighed but continued to eye each other down while Allura informed them on the training regimen for the day.

"So today I want to try something different in training." Allura began, Shiro, Hunk, and Pidge perked up with curiosity while Keith and Lance continued to shoot daggers with their eyes.

"In training today instead of having you work alone or all together, I'll be having you work in teams of two or three. In the heat of battle, you won't be able to pick who you fight with. So you need to be able to work with whoever you're with. So to begin with the group of three will be Shiro, Hunk, and Pidge. And the group of two will be… Lance and Keith." The last sentence was spoken with hesitation as the princess knew well enough how much trouble this would be. But she knew those two would have to learn how to work together sooner or later. Better here and now than in a battle to the death with the Galra. At hearing his name being mentioned, Lance interrupted his and Keith's glaring match.

"What about me? Sorry I wasn't listening." Allura sighed, clearly annoyed.

"You and Keith are going to be training together today." Now it was Keith's turn to speak up.

"What?! You expect me to work with HIM? He's impossible!" he groaned.

"Well how do you think I feel?! You're SO-" Shiro once again had to break the paladins up.

"You two do nothing but fight! You have to learn how to work with each other, we're a team so both of you start acting like it" Shiro said sternly. Keith and Lance looked back at each other without saying a word. This was not going to go well at all.

So far, the training was going horribly as expected. Through their constant bickering, Lance and Keith managed to completely fail every exercise they attempted. Drenched in sweat and gasping to catch their breath, the two collapsed to the ground to rest. They stared at the ceiling of the training room while they gathered themselves in silence. Lance was the first to break the deafening quiet.

"Why do you hate me?" The question sliced through the air and Keith felt a hitch in his chest. He sat up and cast his gaze on the blue paladin. To his disbelief, Lance's face didn't portray anger or annoyance. It was solemn, and maybe even a bit sad. Keith was taken about by these new emotions emanating from Lance, he wasn't good with dealing with the emotions of others to begin with, let alone Lance's emotions.

"I-I don't hate you." It was all that Keith could think to say. In all honesty he didn't hate Lance, he just got on his nerves a lot. Keith knew that Lance was a valuable member of Voltron and had his own unique skills and talents, he just didn't convey those thoughts because expressing himself was always an extremely arduous task. That and the fact that the Cuban boy would piss him off before he got the chance to ever say it.

Lance sat up but stayed silent. He stared at the floor, avoiding eye contact with the other teen. Keith decided to swallow his pride and placed one hand hesitantly on Lance's shoulder. He tensed up ever so slightly from the other boy's touch.

"Lance, I don't hate you. You're…you're just as important on this team as I am. We may fight more than the others, but we're still teammates. Through thick and thin." He tried his best to comfort him with words of encouragement. He wasn't nearly as good at this as Shiro was. Then, Lance smiled. It was the most sincere and soft smile Keith had ever seen from Lance.

"Thanks, Keith. I know I can get annoying sometimes. I really needed that" the boy turned his gaze from the floor to Keith's. That combined with the kind smile Lance wore was enough to make Keith's heart pound. Wait why did that make him nervous? His friend was just smiling at him why the hell was his face getting hot? They've been resting for a while he shouldn't still be exhausted. Apparently, Lance noticed the change as well. His eyes widened

"Dude are you okay? Your face is-"

"I'm fine just still tired from training we should go rest for a bit." Keith retracted his hand from the other teen's shoulder. He made sure to hide his crimson face quickly. Pulling himself off the floor he began to speed walk to the training room door.

"Keith wait!" Lance shouted. Keith continued until right before reaching the door, he felt a hand clasp his own. Frozen and too nervous to turn around, he attempted to pull his hand away.

"Let me go Lance!" Without warning, he felt himself be shoved into the wall to the right of the door. Keith opened his eyes to see the taller boy standing over him, well within his personal space. The hand that once held his now gripped his wrist against the wall while the other one was planted to the wall next to Keith, keeping him trapped.

"Lance, what are you doing?" Eyes wide, Keith stared in shock but made no move to free himself. Wait, did he like this? Did he like being pinned like this by his friend? Did he…like…Lance? Keith noticed that they were so close, he could feel the other boy's breath on his skin. Lance's eyes were impossible to read at this point. All Keith knew was that they had the most intense look he's ever seen so close.

Ever so slowly, Lance began to move himself closer. Neither said a word as their bodies inched towards each other. Keith's eyes then flicked to Lance's lips then back up to his eyes. Their hot breaths growing deeper and warmer the closer Lance got until their noses were touching. The blue paladin stopped as their lips were literally an inch or so away from each other. A couple moments passed as the two stood, waiting for the other to act. Keith scrunched his eyes closed and pushed his lips to Lance's. They were so soft and felt so delicate, like they could break any second. Lance's warmth seeped into his own and Keith's face softened.

Both were still until Lance leaned first more into the kiss and Keith followed. Before long, Keith was pushed into the wall harder by the intense kiss. This took him by surprise since Lance was never one to be so assertive and he couldn't help but let out a moan. They pulled apart briefly to catch their breath, but Keith quickly smashed his lips back onto Lance's. They continued for another minute or two before finally pulling apart. Lance smiled warmly.

"I bet the others didn't have this in mind when they wanted us to work together" Keith chuckled and threw his arms around Lance.

"Shut up and let's get back to the team they probably think we killed each other by now." Keith smiled back at Lance. And without another word, the two made their way out of the training room, still with their hands clasped tightly together.