Lance's Pov.

"Aullra has shot me down so many times. I mean it's not like I actually want to date her but am I really so un-dateable that no one on this team will date me not even an alien!?"

After Aullra shot me down for the millionth time I came to the common room looking for Hunk, my absolute best friend. I sat down facing him with my back to the door. He looks at me questioningly almost like he doesn't believe I even have to ask this, then his focus suddenly shifts to something behind me and says-

"I know one person that would date you."

I turn around. All I hear is footsteps fading away. The only evidence left for who it could possibly be is, his signature jacket. Hunk must be kidding right. He couldn't possibly be suggesting that Keith, Keith the guy I got in a fight with just an hour ago, actually likes me. I face him once again and he looks one hundred percent serious.

I walk over to the jacket and pick it up. It's soft and light, the leather is cool against my fingertips. I slowly walk towards his room. After all this time of me chasing after Allura, to afraid to tell Keith how I really felt, could he actually like me? Could he possibly feel the same way i do? Could i finally be with the person i have loved since the Garrison?

I finally reach his room after what feels like an eternity and gently knock on the door. It takes him a minute before he opens the door, almost like he is preparing himself for rejection. Once the door does open it revels a mostly empty room save for a dart bored full of knives and daggers on one wall and a bed with a trunk at the foot of it, and there's Keith sitting on his bed sharpening a dagger, the dagger looks old and has a badge wrapped around the hilt. I step in and to the left and the door closes.

"What do you want Lance? Did you just come here to tell me I'm insane? To rub it in that you hate me or to tell me hate me even more now?!"

He sounds angry but even more so he sounds defensive. Is he really that afraid of me rejecting him or is he just afraid of rejection as a whole?

"No no, none of that. I-I j-just came to give you, your jacket back and tell you t-that I l-like you too. And I don't mean like you like a friend I mean I Like Like you."

He suddenly stands up and throws the dagger in his hand at me. It lands next to my head and I flinch away suddenly a little scared of what he might do. He might flat out deny that he has any feelings for me, or he could say that he was just look for a make-out buddy, or a million more things each worse than the last. And then suddenly he is close. Really Really close. He is just a breath away and I am pinned to the spot, he is so close that he could kiss me.

"Do you think this is funny Lance? Let's make fun of Keith and his emotions, oh wait I forgot Keith doesn't have emotions! Are my feelings just a giant jo -"

Before he can even finish his sentence I crash my lips onto his. I don't want him to finish because I don't want to find out just how much he truly doubts himself, how much I have already hurt him. He goes stiff and I'm about to pull away, thinking maybe just maybe I went a little to far and that maybe I crossed a line ,but then he kisses me back. It's a clash of teeth and a fight for dominance. I'm pinned against the wall, his hands on my hips and my hands in his hair. Its absolute bliss, i never want the moment to end. The feeling of his lips against mine and how sure he is, how his lips fit perfectly against mine and how even though he is shorter how dominant he is.

He pulls away and I whine slightly at the loss of contact. He presses his forehead against mine and says, with a voice full on disbelief and uncertainty - "Do you really like me? Like your not playing me and your not just looking for a make-out buddy?"

"I don't just like you, I love you. You and your stupid out of style mullet that you refuse to cut. You and your stubborn blind anger that gets you into trouble. You and your kind, un-trusting, heart that you hide away for fear someone will break it. I love every single thing about you and your beautiful emo ass."

"Yo tambien te amo idiota." (I love you too, you idiot.)

My eyes go wide. He knows Spanish! Oh my word my mom would love him just for the fact that he knows Spanish! Wait where did he learn Spanish?

"You know Spanish?"

"Well I mostly know swear words but I also happen to know some useful phrases."

"So does this mean I can call you my novio?" (Boyfriend )

By this point we are both laughing and damn his laughter is beautiful, I make a mental note to try and get him to laugh more often.

"Well that's one way to ask me out, but yeah you can call me your boyfriend."

I smile and in this one moment everything is perfect. I have everything I could ever need or want right here in my arms and i am actually glad that Allura shot me down because now i have Keith.

"Eres la luz de mi vida." (You are the light of my life.)

He looks at me confused and he looks so adorable that it makes me smile slightly.

"Don't worry about it right now Keefy I will tell you another time."

He smiles and pecks me on the lips before dragging us towards his bed laughing. He is my everything and i will protect him for as long as I live. He is my great love, the adventure I have been waiting for forever.