February Prompt – Day Two: Falling in Love
Date: February 03, 2017
Pairing: Klance suggested by thatartcorner
Title: Denial and Acceptance
Word Count: 375
Rated: K+
Summary: Falling in love is done in different ways. Accepted and denied; comforted and nerve-wrecked. This how they handle falling in love.
'This can't be happening,' he thought. "Lance… Lance! Lance is insufferable! A flirt, a nerd!"
A cute one, Keith's mind murmured.
"No… No, no, no, no…"
Keith pulled at his hair, eyes blown in horror and jaw set in a worried snarl.
As of late, the Cuban paladin has continuously lingered in Keith's memories. His slick smirk, combed back hair and that odd little finger gun he did. At times, Keith would imagine the boy winking or even notice a mild bit of extra gloss glistening his plump lips.
The blue paladin would pout and Keith would find himself wanting to wipe it away. Lance would yell his anger and Keith would only want to hold him until the sorrow washed away. And when Lance smiled, Keith would find his eyes simmering.
Keith would do anything to support, care for and be with Lance.
That… That was not how it should have been…
Wasn't it Lance who told Keith about them being neck and neck? Lance who's biggest frustration was Keith himself?
So why does Keith not feel the same? Why does Lance not feel the same?
To Lance, Keith was only ever a nuisance.
"Keith…" Lance whispered, padding at the others discarded coat.
It amused Lance that Keith would leave the living space in such a hurry, even forgetting the red cloth he was so accustomed to wearing. As Lance rubbed the fabric between his thumb and forefinger, cherishing it with a light-hearted smile, he had to wonder when it was that he started falling in love.
Keith was unlike any of his past crushes. Male, masculine, moody, sometimes, even clueless. Lance chuckled at the mention, remembering each conversation they had where the boy couldn't quite comprehend what Lance meant.
He then began to relish in their time spent with each other. Their competitions, arguments, teamwork. Memories swam through his thoughts with new fantasies.
To be laying chest to chest wrapped in warm comforters, the need for each other's embrace. To be able to lace his hands with Keith's, head leaning on broad shoulders. Perhaps, with just a little stretch of the neck they could kiss...
Lance pushed that image away, heat eliciting at his cheeks.
"I wonder if Keith feels the same way..?"