Yeah um I wrote a thing. Um ooc overprotective Space Dad and baby Pidgey are here too.
Disclaimer: I do not own Voltron, nor Star Wars.
Lance and Keith were sitting on a couch in the lounge room, half asleep. It had been a long day of training, and they were obviously tired. Lance laid his head on Keith's lap, not really thinking about it. They'd been together for a few months now, and after long days of training it was almost customary. Keith was even too tired to push his boyfriend off, and he just ended up running his fingers through Lance's hair. Lance closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling. He started to doze off, and soon he had fallen asleep.
Keith had fallen asleep soon after Lance did. About thirty minutes later, Keith opened his eyes. He'd always been a light sleeper. The raven haired boy looked at the one on his lap and sighed. Lance was a drooler ; and he'd drooled on Keith's pants. Keith rolled his eyes and shook Lance hard enough to wake him up, but gently enough that it wouldn't hurt. Once he'd woken up, Keith sighed and rolled Lance over so he could look him in the eye.
"Lance," He said. He received a hum from said paladin. "I hate you." Keith told him. Lance seemed confused, and raised an eyebrow at Keith.
"Um..why?" He asked his boyfriend. Keith rolled his eyes and gestured to the drool on his knee.
"This is why." He explained in an annoyed voice.
"So what? It's a bit of drool." Lance said, sitting up and stretching his arms. He clearly didn't see why Keith was so annoyed. "You can just go change your pants."
"Um, all my pants are currently being washed." The red paladin told the blue one. "Or they're being dried."
"Meh. Just wear some of mine." Lance told Keith. Keith decided not to comment on the fact that Lance's pants were too tall for him. Why was he so damn tall?
"I still hate you for this." Keith told his boyfriend with a sigh.
"Shut up." Lance said, his voice having the slightest bit of seriousness. "You can't just say that you hate me a few hours after you say you love me." Keith was slightly surprised at Lance's response.
"I was just kidding, calm down." He said. Lance shook his head.
"Whatever.." Lance muttered, sighing and standing up. Keith looked up at the Cuban boy with a raised eyebrow. Lance took a few steps out away from the couch, and Keith reached up, grabbing Lance's hand gently.
"Wait." Lance turned around and looked down at his boyfriend, raising an eyebrow. Keith stood up, standing in front of Lance and holding both his hands. "I love you." He told him.
Lance smiled. "I know." Came the response. Keith shook his head with a smile.
"You and your stupid Star Wars.." He muttered. Lance smiled and pulled Keith closer, crashing his lips onto his. Keith's eyes widened slightly in shock, but he soon melted into the kiss. When they pulled apart, Keith smiled.
"WHOA WHOA WHOA!" The couple turned, seeing Shiro covering Pidge's eyes with his human hand. "No public displays of affection in front of the child." Shiro told them. Pidge pushed Shiro's hand away.
"I'm not a child." She deadpanned. The she walked away, muttering things about being a teenager and that she should be treated as such.