(A/n: so there are uses of alcohol and what not in this chapter... so yeah nothing really bad happens)
"Come on let's go!" Lance loomed over Hunk who was preoccupied with his laptop watching game plays. Hunk groaned and slumped deeper into his bean bag chair, pulling his laptop closer to his face.
"Why can't we, y'know take a chill night? Order takeout, marathon some movies, or bash each other on smash-bros?" He pleaded, his face still hidden behind his laptop screen.
"Nope!" Lance chirped as he attempted to drag the bigger one off the cushioned seat, failing miserably. Falling in front of the seat, hurting his tailbone.
"Try all you want bean-pole, you don't have a chance on making me go to that dumb party." Hunk hummed as he clicked on another video, snuggling deeper into the chair. Lance rubbed his butt and he stood up, pouting at the figure in front of him.
"You're no fun...Fine I'll ask Pidge to be my new best friend" He huffed as he whipped out his phone.
Lancelot (6:34): YO Pidge my dude would you do the honors of accompanying me tonight to the club party near the observatory.
Pidgey(6:36): I've been here with Matt and Shiro... Someone's got to watch them...is Hunk on his throne again?
Lancelot(6:37): UNFORTUNATELY I'm pretty sure he's stuck in the bean bag chair :/
Pidgey(6:40): Welp tell him that Shay is here, I'm p sure I saw her with Allura.
Pidgey(6:40): oops well matt n Shiro are about to do doubles on beer pong. Can't miss thisss. See you soon?
Lancelot(6:42): definitely )
Lance slid his phone into his pocket as he looked up at Hunk, unmoved. Lance smirked as he walked towards the door leaving the room.
"Well I guess I'll be going, talk to hot girls, talk to hot guys, hang out with Shay..."Lance rambled on as he watched hunk from the corner of his eye, Hunk immediately perked up to the name of Shay, almost dropping his laptop.
"S-Shay's there?" The bigger man blushed staring at the other.
" I'm pretty sure she's there, I mean Pidge just informed me that she was conversing with a lot of people...mostly guys" Lance stretched the truth as he watched his friend jump up from the chair tossing his laptop to the side.
"WELL I-I'M COMING TOO!" He announced as he grabbed his jacket and shoes. Lance laughed as he slung his arm around hunk's shoulders in victory.
"Atta boy! Now let's have some real fun!" Lance howled as they trotted out of their apartment.
Keith leaned against the wall as he watched his brother down a cup of beer as Matt cheered him on. Keith took a sip of his soda, reluctant to touch any of the liquor. His eyes followed the ping pong ball that bounced into the opponent's cups, Shiro and Matt howling in victory.
Pidge shuffled next to the figure against the wall with their face stuck to their phone.
"Are you having fun?" The smaller one hummed nudging the other as they looked up from their phone.
"It's nice watching my brother is a completely different human being." Keith hummed taking another sip from his drink." What about you? Got enough black mail for Matt?"
Pidge snickered as they showed the various ugly pictures of Matt ridiculously drunk. But surprisingly, regardless of the liquor, Shiro seemed to appear normal whilst doing ridiculous things.
"Ah I love being underage, my brother makes sure that I don't drink so I can drag his drunk ass home." Pidge huffed watching the older two down 2 more cups." But the black mail is great." They smirked while pushing up their glasses holding up their phone to take more pictures.
Keith hummed as he knew he'd never black mail his brother, he's done nothing wrong. Keith casted his eyes around the club room: various college students were talking to one another, couples making out publicly, downstairs where the dance floor and bar resided; a blob of people rubbing bodies together jumping along with the music while drinks were being spilled. The room was a humid hot mess; even though they were in the upper level where the air conditioner blasted the heat radiated from the pit was unbearable.
Keith huffed as he pulled at the collar of his shirt. "Hey I'm gonna take a breather outside, care to join me?" He offered as he headed towards the balcony. The other nodded as they trotted along avoiding the other students that were too intoxicated to keep balance.
They stepped through the glass door into the cool air outside, the crisp breeze rolling over their warm skin. Pidge shivered at the sudden temperature change as they walked to the ledge next to the older one. There were a few other people conversing and smoking outside, the muffled music continuing inside the building. Pidge crossed their arms at the edge of the wall and sighed at the sight of the observatory with the bedazzled sky glowing behind it.
"Do you miss going here?" The smaller one asked looking up at Keith who was sipping his soda.
"Nope" he instantly replied with the audible pop. "Dude I was only here for like 2 months"
"Hey now, I was just curious." Pidge defended while raising their hands.
"Plus I hear enough stuff from you three" Keith softly smiled nudging the shorter one receiving a smirk in return.
"THANK GOD WERE HERE" Lance praised as they walked through the front, greeted by loud music and hot moist air combined with tobacco and liquor. Hunk groaned as his shoulders scrunched up with the sudden temperature change.
"I'm gonna take my jacket to the coat room, you want me to take yours?" Hunk offered as he pulled his yellow jacket." I'll try and find shay after." he mumbled
"Yeah thanks man!" The other chirped as he began stripping off his jacket. "Don't get to wild without me." he winked as he tossed his jacket towards him. Hunk rolled his eyes as he headed towards the coat room, greeting classmates along the way.
"Now it's time to get some sweet numbers." Lance hummed to himself as he maneuvered through the sea of people to the bar, spotting a cute blonde sitting alone against the bar. "Score."
Lance coolly slid next to the girl as ridiculously as possible, grabbing her attention. "Hey gorgeous! I've just finished studying the book of numbers. But I noticed I don't have yours." The girl giggled as she rested her hand under her chin.
"That was pretty clever." she complimented, "Instead of numbers why don't we start with names? I'm-."
"WAIT. Don't tell me your real name; I'll just call you Goldie locks... to keep it fun okay? Call me blue. "He smirked as he turned to ask for a beer." So I just had to talk with you...Sweetness is my weakness" he hummed as she giggled again.
"You're too kind blue" she chuckled.
"You look familiar; didn't we take a class together? I could've sworn we had chemistry." Lance added. It took a while for her to understand what he meant before laughing.
"Do you memorize these or do they just come to you?" she chuckled.
"I'm a natural with these so, yes, they just come to me" he finished with a smirk. She smiled in return before seeing something that caught her attention.
"Oh! There's my boyfriend, It was nice chatting with you!" she waved as she trailed off, heading towards a guy with white hair.
Lance's lips pursed into a line, "Of course..." He sighed defeated as he headed towards the stairs, hearing rumbles of howls above. As he reached to the top of the stair case, he spotted a built figure chugging a cup while the other slimmer figure cheered him on. Lance strode towards the ping pong table to indulge himself with the game, watching the good looking man slamming the empty cup onto the table. The slimmer one had the ball ready to toss as the other directed him what cup to dunk it in, in the end they landed in a cup and the two laughed in victory clasping their hands together. The slimmer figure looked familiar to him till he saw Pidge trot inside from the balcony.
"Yo Pidge!" Lance waved trying to get their attention. The smaller one turned their head towards lance and smiled.
"Hey dude you made it!" Pidge chirped as they confronted the taller one." I actually didn't think you'd be here... where's lover boy? Off to find Shay I'm guessing?"
"You know it. I'm pretty sure he's still downstairs."
"Well anyways I was off to the bathroom. I'll catch ya later!" Pidge waved as they descended down the stairs. Watching the tiny floof of hair to disappear into the sea of people Lance turned around to look at his workspace. There were multiple people lounging on the couches, some sitting on other people that were on the couches, some just making out on the couches. Lance huffed as everyone seemed to be preoccupied, walking around the ping pong table.
The built man had his arm slung around the smaller one rambling about their next tactic. Lance stared a bit at the bigger one, he was insanely attractive, regardless to the fact he was ridiculously drunk. Lance envied the guy who was embraced by the attractive man; they were both rocking back and forth laughing.
Lance casted his eyes around the room once again to find out that there were some people outside on the balcony. Feeling a warm spark in his chest he headed towards the glass door.
Lance escaped the room to the outside where he spotted a slender figure leaning against the balcony. Smirking as he pulled out his phone.
"Crap. Something is wrong with my cell phone." Lance put on a fake frown as he leaned against the balcony next to the other
"Oh Really? What is that?" Keith replied looking at his phone.
Lance huffed " It's just that...your numbers not in it." He smirked as he looked at the other. He almost choked; he didn't expect the guy to look bemused and cute. He responded by tilting his head with furrowed brows.
"Are... you... trying to get my number?" he slowly asked, confused with the whole situation.
Lance's face reddened as he chuckled nervously. "Y-yeah"
"Oh" the other replied flustered." don't you at least want to, now my name?" he asked
Lance thought before answering. "Hey to keep this fun why don't we hide our names? Y'know, to play it safe. My name is blue." he greeted sticking his hand out for a shake. "And what will your name be darling?" he coolly questioned.
"Uh...Red?" He replied bashfully shaking his hand awkwardly." Do you really want my number?"
"I mean if you want to, I'm not forcing you to." Lance chuckled as he sipped his beer.
"Oh...well to be honest I don't text as much..." Keith confessed as he fiddled with his cup." I don't have a lot of people to text to"
Lance raised his eyebrows." Really? Well I can change that." he smirked" But first let's get to know each other with 21 questions." The taller one offered." Let's start with' how you got here?' Like were you invited by a friend, wanted to mingle?"
Keith shrugged" I was dragged along; I'm not that much of a party person like those two inside." Lance nodded listening intently." What about you? Why are you here? "
"Obviously I'm here to converse with cuties like you and get their numbers." He winked confidentiality, making the other blush.
"O-oh" he replied looking away, shuffling in his spot.
"Why soda?" The taller one asked looking at Keith's cup, receiving a shrug in reply.
"I never had the likings for liquor; I tried it once and had a bad time." He huffed.
"Ah you couldn't hold your liquor? "Lance sighed as he took a swig of his beer.
"N-no" he murmured, "anyways it's my turn to ask a question." He huffed. "Why the code names?"
"Well first because it's cool, and second, it's to keep it safe, y'know because I'm going to a complete good looking stranger." The taller one answered resting his bottle on the ledge.
"I guess that makes sense" Keith nodded as he blushed, taking the compliment.
"So...Would you really give me your number?" The taller one asked, a bit hopeful.
Keith hesitated before answering. "Only if you promise me that you'd text me first." He compromised pulling out his phone. Lance smiled as he nodded handing Keith his phone.
"You put your number in my phone and mine in yours." He replied grasping Keith's phone. "I'll put myself as blue... to keep this going on... okay? "Keith nodded as they exchanged numbers, fumbling to put his number in, since he's never done this before.
"Also code names would hurt less if anything happens...y'know?" Lance answered. "Plus, isn't it kinda fun? It's like a masquerade...also that question didn't count. "Keith nodded slightly, but before he could say anything Lance's phone started to vibrate, catching his attention. He looked down to his phone to find multiple texts from pidge talking about hunk. The taller one stifled a laugh to himself.
"Ah sorry dear red, my friend is unfortunately in a messy situation." He stated as he tilted his head toward the other. "Will I still find you here?" He added smiling coolly with a genuine smile. Feeling a bit sad Keith nodded." Farewell dear red may we meet again." He kissed his phone and winked before abandoning the shorter one.
Keith blushed deeply and gripped his phone, staring at the contact "Blue". He took a shaky breath in and pushed it all out.
'Who would want to text me' he thought. 'he'll probably won't even text me first, he probably got a lot of numbers from other better looking people.' He huffed loosening his grip on his phone, feeling a small tug on his chest.
Sudden his phone vibrated, he jumped and nearly dropped his phone. When he looked at his device the small tug melted away into a warm spark.
Blue(7:34): ;) see? I texted first
Keith couldn't help but smile, feeling the warmth spread throughout his body.
