Matt had been working on his second coffee when he heard Keith laughing. At first he wasn't sure, but then Keith's laughs got so loud there was no mistaking it. He darts over to Shiro, who had been sitting and watching something on tv. To make sure Shiro can hear Keith, Matt just unplugs the tv before pointing toward the laugh and grabbing Shiro. "Oh my god!" He squeals quietly. "Do you hear that?! Our grumpy Keith is laughing! Like...really laughing." He starts shaking Shiro then. "I can't believe this." He stops and pulls out his phone. "I have to put this in my calendar!"
Shiro freezes and tries to remember when was the last time he has heard Keith laugh like this. Middle school? God... It's been so long. His eyes start to water a bit. Maybe Lance will be good for Keith.
Pidge is sitting in their room in front of their custom made desktop. They smirk and adjust their glasses. Nothing can escape Pidge in their own home.
"Lance! Stop!" Keith yells between laughs. He is leaning against the wall, his legs on the verge of giving out on him.
Lance stops for a second, watching Keith with a smile. He gives him a second to breathe then just smiles deviously as he starts to tickle again, smile on his lips only growing more. "But I like your laugh!" He says before starting to laugh along with Keith.
Keith couldn't stand anymore. His legs give out and he falls down, somehow taking Lance down with him. Lance was already struggling to stay standing before Keith fell. So the instant Keith falls, Lance can't stay standing. However, Lance can't help but be a bit worried when Keith falls over. He stops tickling and brushes Keith's hair from his eyes. "You ok?"
Keith is panting as he nods. "Yeah," he says weakly. Since he was tickled so much, he still feels like he is being tickled. He wiggles around a bit with a smile.
Lance watches him with a warm smile before gently putting a palm on his cheek and moving in to nuzzle the other side with a hum. "I love my Keith's laugh. It's my new favorite sound." He says while nuzzling.
Keith giggles and nuzzles back. "That's a horrible sound to be as your favorite."
"No. A horrible sound is the biotwang whale." Lance corrects before leaning in and rubbing his nose against Keith's nose before putting his hand on the back of Keith's neck, just barely grazing his hairline with his fingers. "Your laugh makes me happier than I've been in a really long time."
"I feel weak," Keith mumbles. "I've never laughed that hard before."
Lance smiles brilliantly. "Then I make you happy too." He manages to knock Keith over the rest of the way over as he tackles him in a huge hug. "I am so glad!" His voice is squealy as he hugs Keith.
Keith giggles again as he hugs Lance back. He still feels the need to laugh. This doesn't feel real, this feels too good to be real.
Lance's smile grows again, so he moves in and kisses Keith's cheek before sitting up and watching him. The look on his face is so soft and loving it's honestly hard to believe that yesterday he was snarling at people.
Keith looks up at Lance lovingly. He doesn't say anything as he cups Lance's cheek and rubs his thumb in a circular motion.
Lance closes his eyes and moves closer to the feeling, His eyes stay closed for a bit, lost in Keith's touch before he just lays down beside Keith and takes a deep breath. "So, do you like being my Keith even while I'm a stupid human?" As soon as the words exit his lips, Lance jumps up. "I mean, I am...not all humans are!" He hopes he hasn't offended.
Keith smiles. "I know what you mean. I will still be your Keith no matter what you turned into." He rolls onto his side and cuddles.
Lance 's whole body seems happy with him saying that. "Don't tell Allura that. She will test you." He says before cuddling back into Keith. Laying his head on the ground, Lance runs his palm over Keith's side, yet again as if it is to memorize all of Keith's muscles by touch. "I will be your Lance for as long as you want me to be." His words are meant to be happy, though it almost sounds depressing to hear 'as long as you want me to be' rather than 'forever' or 'no matter what'
Keith moves closer and nuzzles into Lance's neck. "That will be a very long time, I hope you're ready for that."
"I hope you're ready for that." Lance smiles and is certain his heart stopped for longer than it should have. "Do you...do you think Shiro still hates me?" He hadn't wanted to admit it, but Lance has seen how humans bond. If one doesn't approve, it can cause many issues. Just thinking about Keith leaving him alone against causes his chest to hurt.
"I don't think he still hates you, just cautious." Keith cups Lance's face with both hands. "He'll change his mind eventually. He'll see that you're good."
Lance lightly nuzzles into Keith's hands and smiles a little. "You seem so sure." He sings with eyes closed. "I suppose that works for me then." Sighing, Lance reaches over to the bed and pulls off the only blanket he could reach to wrap himself up. "Being human must mean being cold." He grumbles before laying down again.
Keith chuckles. "Would you like to put on a shirt? It covers your chest and stomach," he says as he points to the body parts on himself.
"I would like to not be cold." Lance replies in a somehow cute grumble. It might have something to do with the fact that the blanket is wrapped around him like a cocoon.
Keith mentally burns this image into his brain. Lance is so cute. He gets up and quickly grabs two shirts. He places one in front of Lance and uses the other one to show Lance how to put it on, at least his way of putting it on.
Lance starts to unravel from the blankets as he watches Keith. He follows suit...he thought...but manages to get messed up anyway through. Somehow he's managed to get the shirt twisted up so he just grumbles and takes the shirt back off before looking at Keith with a pout. "I really suck at everything now." He whines.
"No you don't. This is just new to you." Keith takes the shirt. "Here, hold your arms up." One Lance does so, he slips the shirt on Lance and pats his chest. "There."
Lance is still pouting once the shirt is on but he has to admit, he is warmer. "But now I'm all useless. Who wants a useless human?" He hugs himself and sighs.
Keith scoots closer and hugs Lance. "I do."
Lance whines at that but melts into the hug and feels his heart flutter. "Keith. You make my heart very happy." He says. "Even if I am just a useless human, at least I am your useless human." lance kisses Keith's cheek and hums.
Keith hums back. "You're not useless. All humans have to learn these things too. We aren't born already knowing how to do all this."
"You aren't?" Lance blinks a bit, unable to hide the smile that shows when Keith hums for him. "Humans sure are strange." He mutters quietly then stretches. "Did you want to show me the quiet spots of your town or should we just stay like this?" Lance nuzzles Keith.
"That's all up to you," Keith nuzzles back. "If you want to go out, you gotta put on the shorts." He remembered that Lance hadn't actually put it on earlier.
Lance looks at them and sighs. "I want to learn." He says unconfidently before walking back to the bed and sitting down. Looking over to see how Keith was wearing his pants, Lance turns them the right way and starts to get dressed. It takes longer than most but he gets them in place. Though getting the button in place is not happening. The more he tries, the more red Lance becomes but he really doesn't want to ask Keith for more help.
Keith sees Lance struggling and steps up to the bed. He can tell that Lance doesn't want help so he cups Lance's cheek and asks, "Do you want shorts without a button?" He has a few gym shorts.
Lance pouts. "I just want to figure out how to do this." He grumbles a bit, still trying to get the button into place despite Keith's hands on his cheeks. When he finally lets himself look up, Lance's anger seems to vanish. He moves his hands to Keith's hair and sighs happily. "You are my Keith." He says quietly while staring into Keith's eyes.
"Yeah," Keith says quietly as his hand travels into Lance's hair. He leans his head closer, their foreheads only an inch away from touching.
Lance half closes his eyes before moving in and nuzzling Keith again. "I love my Keith." He sings before wrapping his arms around Keith and burying his face in Keith's hair.
Keith blushes and his heart skips a beat. He wraps his arms around Lance's neck. He wants to purr for Lance, he feels so happy. Not being able to contain in, he purrs like he did yesterday. "I love you too."
Lance wiggles happily, his smile probably big enough to be felt against Keith's hair. "I'm thankful." He says before kissing Keith's neck a bit before nuzzling into it again.
Keith purrs again and nuzzles his cheek against Lance's hair. He is unbelievably happy.
With a huff, Lance pulls away and starts to work on the button again. He nearly get a it on the second try, making him go from an ecstatic face to a grumpy one in a heartbeat. Starting to almost growl, Lance finally gets the button in place then looks at Keith with a proud smile. "Now we can go see the human things outside!"
It's a bit fun watching Lance struggle, the change of expression is amusing. Once Lance look at him, he smiles. "On our way out, we'll put on shoes to protect your feet." He grabs Lance's hand and helps him up.
"Humans sure need a lot of protecting." He sounds almost annoyed by this but when Keith grabs his hand, it all washes away. His smile returns and he happily sighs. "As long as I'm with my Keith, I will be happy."
"You're so cheesy," Keith mumbles as he nuzzles into Lance's neck.
Lance looks at Keith with an odd expression. "No I'm not." He says with his nose scrunched up.
Keith chuckles. "It's an expression. It means... You say a lot of things that couples in movies say." Keith doesn't know the actual definition but that's how he interprets it. He'll probably need to explain movies but he waits for Lance's reaction.
"Movies are the moving pictures you talked about right?" He questions with his head significantly tilted. "Is it a good thing?" Lance can't help but pout a bit as he worries that he's doing something bad.
Keith nuzzles Lance again. "Yeah, It's a good thing." Lance is pretty smart, he didn't think Lance would connect the two. Most stories about a merperson turning human has them completely dumb. He slowly starts leading Lance to the living room.
Lance smiles and nods but as Keith leads him toward where the sounds of other humans are, Lance's body tenses up. He's an odd mix of mad, scared and worried about what they will say so he wraps himself around Keith's arm and almost whines.
Keith does his best to nuzzle into Lance as they move. "It's okay. They won't hurt you," he says as they near the entrance to the living room.
Lance looks to Keith and tries to be more confident. Matt and Shiro are sitting on the couch watching some cheesy alien flick Matt had been dying to watch when Lance and Keith walked through. Something between rage and fear fires toward the two when Lance meets their gaze.
"How is his glare still so intimidating?!" Matt whispers dramatically before reaching toward the table to grab Shiro's wallet. As he grabs money, Matt talks. "If you're going out, treat your fi- Lance to some clothes of his own."
When Matt has stood to hand Keith the money, Lance's eyes managed to get somehow angrier and his grip on Keith tightened.
Keith looks to Lance. He nuzzles into Lance's neck and hums, hoping it would ease Lance. He then reached forward and took the money quickly, so that Lance wouldn't tense up again. Keith spots his phone sitting on the table next to them so he also grabs that. He wonders if Pidge did anything else to his phone.
Lance stays remarkably quiet through the exchange and seems to closely watch every move Keith makes. Once they reach where the shoes are, Lance watches Keith put his on before sitting beside him and cuddling in close. "I-" he starts then takes a deep breath. "I'm really sorry if I get annoying with all the questions." He apologizes while curling his head down, afraid to see the look of sure-to-be annoyance on Keith's face.
Keith cups Lance's face and makes him look up. "Everything is new to you, I get it. Don't be scared to ask, okay?" he asks as he nuzzles his cheek against Lance's.
Lance pouts while his face is cupped. "But it wasn't supposed to be like this." He says sadly ask he hums and nuzzles back. "I was suppose to take care of you and do everything for you. Now I can't do anything right." His pouty face is out of control at this point and his arms are grumpily crossed over his chest. "It isn't fair."
Keith doesn't like not being able to do anything either. He probably would feel something similar to what Lance is feeling now if they stayed in the water cave. "Treat this as... My turn to do everything for you." Keith pulls away so that Lance could see the smile on his face. "Once we figure everything out, it will be your turn to treat me, okay?"
Lance looks at Keith with puppy eyes. "You're sure you don't mind?" He looks at Keith's smile and mocks it a bit before nodding. "I guess that's ok." Pointing to the shoes, Lance looks to his feet. "I have to wear those?"
Keith looks back at the collection of shoes. He pulls a pair of flip flops without the weird tie separating piece closer. "You have to wear something. It hurts to walk bare feet."
Lance nods and lets Keith put on one then awkwardly put a the other one on and wiggled his toes. He laughs a bit as he watches them. "So weird." He says quietly before standing up, getting more steady one his feet each time he stands. "Take me somewhere you like." Lance says once Keith is standing and he has wrapped himself around Keith's arm again.
Keith chuckles. Lance is so clingy, not that he minded though. He pushes the door open and makes sure Lance walks out okay. He watches Lance as they walk across the stepping stones.
Lance looks around in awe the second they are outside. His footing is unsteady, especially with these shoes that don't stay still, so his grip on Keith is even tighter. But he follows Keith and looks around. A million questions go through his mind but he doesn't want to ask them. Even if Keith had told him not was ok. "These rock formations are strange." Lance says referring to the sidewalk. "They're so angular. And flat. What kind of stone are they?"
"It's called cement. It's made of tiny rocks stuck together. It's so people don't have to walk on the grass," Keith says. He stops walking and bends down. He brushes his fingertips across the sidewalk, hoping Lance would do the same. "This is one reason why we need shoes."
Lance does the same, making a slight grimace at the feeling then runs his hands long the grass. "Why not just have grass? It's much softer. Wouldn't it feel nice on your feet?" He looks back to Keith and smiles. It's almost like he can't -not- smile when he looks at Keith.
"Some people still walk on the grass but when it rains, it gets muddy and dirties your shoes." Keith helps Lance stand up again. "There is also a lot of bugs that live in the grass." He leads Lance towards a small tree. Since it was on the other side of the sidewalk, it didn't really belong to anyone and it looks like the fruit is about ripe.
Lance follows behind Keith. "So...its bad to get dirty. Can't you just clean up after?" Lance touches the tree trunk then the leaf and smiles "There are probably more bugs here than by me hm." Lance moves in close as if trying to see if he can find any of the bugs in the tree.
"Most people don't like getting dirty and they would have to walk through the house to get to the bathroom." He watches Lance with a smile. "Humans are weird."
Lance smiles at Keith. "Maybe it's just different for me since I was always in the water anyway." He seems so adorably fascinated by the tree as he finally reaches out to touch the fruit. "These are green. Are they maybe the land equivalent of kelp and sea ferns?" He turns back to Keith again and nuzzles him.
Keith chuckles and nuzzles back. "I guess you can see it that way." He doesn't know much about sea ferns but he knows that seaweed can grow to make like a underwater forest. Or at least that is common in movies. "Do you want to try the fruit? We could also go to the store and buy a whole bunch." He doesn't want to admit that he is a bit worried about a bug living in the naturally grown fruit.
"This part?" Lance grabs the fruit, having noted the time Keith questioned it then pulls it off the tree. "You can eat this?" He brings it up to his face. "It smells sweet." He then tilts his head. "I've heard a human mention a store before. What is it?"
"It's where you buy things. Trade for the things Matt handed to me. We can buy more food and get you clothes." Keith tugs Lance lightly to get them moving again. He looks back to make sure Lance still has the fruit in his hand. "You bite the fruit like this." Keith pretends to have one in his own hand and bites the air.
Lance realizes Keith wants to keep walking so he follows beside him, wrapping one arm around his before watching Keith and mocking the motions. He takes a rather large bite and seems surprised by the texture inside. After remembering to chew this, Lance nuzzles into Keith. "Stores sound convenient. No hunting for everything." He takes another bite then his eyes go wide and he offers it to Keith while still chewing.
Keith leans closer to take a bite. He pulls away as he licks his lips. "Do you like it? It's called an apple. They are very common so it won't be hard to get more."
Lance nods. "I do like it. Though I wasn't expecting it to look so different inside." Seeing Keith lick his lips, Lance leans in and does the same before smiling. "So what kind of place are you taking me?" He asks while turning to look at everything again. Placing the apple in his mouth to have a free hand - because god forbid he unwraps from Keith - Lance touches a sign as they walk by.
Keith's entire face becomes red. His lips feel tingly as he replays what just happened in his head. "We-we're taking the long way to the store," he stutters as he looks down at the sidewalk. He is unable to look at Lance without heating up more. The path they will take to the shopping area goes through a small cluster of trees. They are taking the least walked hiking trail.
Lance sees Keith blush and smiles brilliantly. "Want me to get better at walking?" He bends down and licks Keith again, then hums when he sees his red face. "I'm doing my job well." He sings.
Keith uses his other hand to cover his face. He can't handle this. Why did he tell Lance to make him blush?! That was a horrible idea. His head feels a bit light. The blood is all probably in his face. He is so glad no one is around to see this.
Lance laughs a bit then nuzzles Keith's cheek then kisses his neck. "I like your blushing face. So cute." He sings before wrapping himself around Keith's arm more. "I caught the best human."
Keith peaks at Lance from between his fingers. "There are way better humans than me." He slides his hand so that Lance could see half his face. "And you are so much cuter than I could ever be."
"But you are my human so the other ones don't matter." He smiles brilliantly when he sees Keith's still red face. "Plus I haven't seen them so you could be making it up." He nuzzles Keith then kisses the hand still hiding his face. "Matter of opinion." He grins. "But my opinion is the right one."
Keith's hand tingles were Lance's lips touched. Lance might as well have some sort of paralyzing powder on his lips or something. "Shut up," Keith mumbles softly, feeling too flustered to talk properly. He nuzzles into Lance's shoulder, still hiding his face with his hand.
Lance pouts but stops talking and puts his hand in Keith's hair. Had he done something wrong? Should he have said Keith was right? His eyebrows are furrowed as he tries to figure out what he did wrong but he was told to shut up so that's what he was going to do...but really...what did he do?
Keith realizes that Lance doesn't understand that humans don't always mean what they say. "I didn't actually mean for you to be quiet. When someone is blushing and they tell someone to shut up, it's so that the someone will stop making them blush." He lifts his head and lowers his hand, showing Lance his still red face. "People who blush don't like to blush but it is a good thing."
Lance still looks guilty. If he was still a siren his ears would be drooping for sure. "So, so..." He's slightly confused now. "So it's good to blush but you don't like it?" His face scrunches up and he pouts. "Do I...should I not make you blush then? I don't want to make you not like me." He still looks like a kicked puppy.
Keith never realized before how complicated humans are. "I won't dislike you for making me blush a lot. Some people like to blush but I'm only okay if it's you." He cups Lance's cheek and rubs it gently.
Lance closes his eyes and hums into Keith's touch. "You promise?" He asks, still not convinced as he nuzzles into the feeling of Keith's hand. Its blatantly apparent how much Lance adores Keith's touch. He doesn't try to hide it in the slightest.
Keith softly smiles at Lance. "I promise."
"I'll remember that." Lance says almost hauntingly as he wraps in close to Keith and nuzzles into his neck, planting a few gentle kisses where his lips can reach. "I like you blushing almost as much as I like you laughing." He says with a devious tone.
Keith blushes more and tenses, trying to block off the way to his ticklish spots. Being tickled outside is even worse than being tickled in front of Matt and Pidge.
Lance laughs when he notices Keith tense up but he tries to trail his fingers to some of the ticklish spots anyway. "Awww don't hide!" He laughs a bit and looks around, oddly upset there isn't a good place to pin Keith this time.
Keith wiggles, trying to avoid Lance's fingers while still not moving away. He pouts childishly and hopes Lance would give up.
Seeing Keith pout, Lance stops and laughs before wrapping both arms around one of Keith's again. "Ok. On to the store then!" Lance smiles then nearly trips over his feet, using Keith to stay standing.
Keith smiles and continues to walk towards the cluster of trees. "Do you know what colors you like?" Keith asks, trying to imagine Lance in other colors than blue and white.
"I haven't really found a color I don't like." Lance admits. "Though I've always been biased toward blue." He smiles at Keith. "Especially...the blue...well, the color of my tail when we met since you liked it." He doesn't mean to pout but he can't help it when he thinks about his tail. "How about you?" He chirps, lifting his spirits back up
"I like dark colors. Though I do love how light colors look on you." He remembers how much Matt gave him and how much he has already. "If you want, you can pick out an outfit for me," Keith offered. All he brought was his usual clothes, none of the cool looking ones.
Lance looks at Keith and smiles. "I like you best with no clothes." He shrugs. "I don't know much about human clothes stuff." He cuddles close. "But you can pick things for me and I can...try to find things?"
Keith blushes and looks away, remembering the minute or two he was naked in front of Lance. "There is a changing room in clothes stores for you to try on the clothes," he says as they finally enter the mini woods.
Lance nods to show that he is listening but is a bit distracted by everything he sees. Everything looks so much bigger outside of the water. And there are so many colors here compared to his lake. When he sees a patch of flowers, lance drags Keith over to them and carefully kneels down to look them over. "These are even prettier than water lilies." He smiles back at Keith as he runs his fingers along them. "The human world is already incredible." He laughs a bit.
His eyes go wide when Lance starts tugging him to the side. When he notices the patch of flowers, he chuckles. He personally loves water lilies so he can't agree with Lance there. Keith picks a flower and gently places it behind Lance's ear. "I don't know how to make a flower crown so this is the best I can do."
Lance watches Keith then giggles a little when he feels the flower tickle behind his ear. "It's been a long time since I tried making a crown." Lance says before he grabs Keith and kisses his nose. "But a lot of the merfolk use to make them for human friends. So a long time ago one taught me. I could try to teach you?" Motioning to the flower, Lance smiles. "Does it look good?"
Keith is surprised that merpeople know how to make flower crowns. He thought it was just a human thing. "It looks great but uh... We don't have to make the flower crowns now. They will probably fall off while we are in the store." He just doesn't want to mess one up. He isn't the best when it comes to crafts that require a gentle touch.
"Oh. Maybe after the store then." Lance smiles and leans in to kiss Keith. Truth be told, he may have some issues keeping his hands and lips to himself. Putting one hand in Keith's hair, lance uses one arm to stay propped up as he kisses Keith, waiting for him to pull away again.
Keith melts into the kiss. He only pulls away when he can feel his heartbeat pounding against hid rib cage. Lance is too intoxicating. "Should... Should we get going?" he asks softly. He is a bit worried they will lose track of time if they stay here kissing.
Lance hums and smiles. "If you want to." He says before running his hand along the grass. "Though I'm not opposed to staying here with you either." He looks around and grins. "It's not so quiet here and the birds are singing. I like it." Moving in to nuzzle Keith again, Lance adds. "And I'm with you. So I'm happy."
Keith melts and nuzzles back. "This could be our special spot. It's not too far away from the house so we could come here all the time."
"I would like that." Lance hums then puts his hand in Keith's hair again, looking into the eyes he has obviously become addicted to, and kisses Keith's jaw before trying like he'll to stand up on his own. Its shaky, but he does it. Trying to do as Keith has more than once for him, Lance holds a hand out and smiles. "I have a special spot with my Keith." Lance sings a little.
Keith huffs as he smiles. He takes Lance hand and stand up, not wanting to pull Lance down. "Yeah. Our special spot." Keith nuzzles into Lance one more time before walking the rest of the way to the shopping area. Luckily for them, it wasn't that busy today and one of the first few stores is a clothing store.
Lance looks around and is absolutely astounded by the wide array of lights and colors. He wants to dart from one thing to the next but his legs won't let him so he just excitedly squeezes Keith's arm. "This is so cool!" He says while following Keith inside. He runs his hands along a couple of fabrics once inside but doesn't pull away from Keith at all.
"Anything that catches your eyes?" He asks as he continues to slowly walk around.
Lance looks around, each thing he touches is some sort of flowing fabric. One is a pair of shimmering mermaid leggings that he admires longer than he should. Finally, he hands Keith a couple items. None of them from the "men's section" and all of them some shade of light blue, save for the multi colored mermaid leggings. "I like blue." He says with a shrug.
When Keith looks down at the bundle of clothes in his hands, the things he is questioning is what section they came from, not the color. None of the clothes are too girly so there is no worries about people mistaking Lance as a female. "Let's go to the changing room," Keith says as he leads the way. Does he need to go into the stall with Lance to help him? Probably. They enter a free stall and Keith hangs all the clothes on the hook.
Lance steps in and jumps a little when he sees the mirror. Stepping forward, Lance touches it then touches himself. He runs his fingers over the reflection then matches it with himself. Staring in the mirror for a second, Lance gets lots before turning to Keith. "Is that really what I look like now?"
Keith turns to see Lance playing with the mirror. "Yes?" Does Lance not know about mirrors or is he just surprised about his looks? Probably the latter.
He looks himself over and sighs before turning back to Keith. "A-at least I have pretty human eyes?" Trying like hell not to sound sad, Lance comments on the positive he saw then look to the clothes. "Maybe those will help?"
Keith sighs and steps closer to Lance. He cups Lance's face and gets really close. "You are very pretty overall. It's not just your eyes." He kisses Lance softly. "Your skin is smooth and clear. You're tall and handsome. A little on the skinny side. If we were to go out in a crowd, all the lady's eyes would be on you."
Lance hums into the kiss and wraps his arms around Keith. He smiles warmly before kissing Keith once he's done talking. "I don't care about anyone's eyes but yours." He says quietly then traces his fingertips along Keith's eyebrows. "My personal night sky eyes." He says with a small laugh.
Keith hums softly. "Then don't worry about how you look. Your personal night sky is always watching you."
Lance hums happily at this before kissing Keith once more and attempting to undress. "Help?" He asks as he can't figure out the best way to take the shirt off
Keith chuckles and just takes it off for him. He can show Lance how to take it off properly later. He won't admit there are times he gets somewhat stuck in his shirts too. He twists around to grab the first thing on the hook and hand it to Lance. "This feels really soft."
"Its part of why I picked it out!" Lance says playfully then takes it and looks it over before looking Keith over and trying to put it on himself. Managing it, Lance lets out a small laugh. "I did it." He giggles. "What goes best with this?" He runs his hands along the fabric, happy with its texture
Keith has no sense of fashion when it comes to these types of clothes. Lance had only grabbed two or three articles of clothing for his lower half. He carefully gets them all and holds them for Lance to see.
He looks them over, grabbing the mermaid leggings and a pair of shredded, dark blue shorts. "Two leg ones right?" He asks before looking back at Keith with a smile. "Will you like them?" He looks at him with big, hopeful eyes
Keith mentally kicks himself. Lance still doesn't understand underwear. "Two leg ones is because of your underwear. These are the ones that go over them," Keith tried to explain. "But either one would look amazing on you."
Lance nods then puts the shorts down. He leans against the wall,trying to push the button away from his old pants and snarling a but as he remembers how much he hates the stupid thing. "Can't these be easier to put on if humans insist on wearing them?!" He growls a bit.
"No because humans hate themselves," Keith mumbles. "Do you want help this time?"
"Humans should stop that." Lance says grumpily. He looks at Keith, pouting angrily. "No." Then he huffs. "Maybe. I don't know." He looks off and grumbles. "I hate pants."
Keith chuckles and helps Lance. He is a bit hesitant since he knows where his hands will be compared to Lance. He unbuttons the shorts as quickly as he can.
Lance shivers, oddly excited by Keith being close like that. He furrowed his eyebrows and shakes his head then grabs Keith's chin and pulls him close. The feeling in his stomach is almost electric...why? He feels...odd but kissing Keith like this feels really good.
Keith kisses back. He is trying to keep in mind the time they spend in here but Lance makes him forget everything. His head starts to spin so he pulls away.
More desperate than usual, Lance follows Keith when he pulls away and kisses him again, humming into the kiss this hand finds Keith's hair and the other finds the wall, using it to balance his unsteady feet. He feels his heart racing and his breaths feel short. Is this normal?
Keith hums back. He knows they they shouldn't be doing this here but he can't seem to push Lance away. His legs are becoming weak as he grips onto Lance's shoulder.
Lance gasps as he feels his body doing...odd things. He finally stops kissing Keith long enough to speak. "I feel...very strange right now." He says then pushes his body closer to Keith's and nuzzles into his neck before kissing it. In this closeness, Keith can probably feel part of what Lance means.
Keith's eyes widen. "No!" He pushes Lance away. His heart is pounding and all he wants to do is curl up in the corner. His breathing is quick and shallow. He forces himself not to get lost in his thoughts. Lance doesn't understand, everything is okay. "Just... Just hold the shorts up and see how it looks." He is leaning against the wall as he tries to regulate his breathing.
Lance's eyes go wide and he steps back, giving Keith the room he needs. He holds his chest, wanting to help but being a bit afraid to come near him again. "O-ok." Lance puts on the leggings, watching Keith with worried eyes then decides to put the shorts on too as the leggings had an odd bulge in them. Carefully, he kneels beside Keith, so worried He's almost in tears. "Wh-what did I do? I didn't mean to." He nervously puts a hand on Keith's arm and pout. "I'm really sorry."
He doesn't push Lance's hand away despite his instincts telling him to do so. "It's..." Keith is still trying to catch his breath. "It's fine. You won't get it." He leans a little bit towards Lance, fear still clenching at his guts. "It's not your fault. Just finish looking through the clothes."
"I don't care about that anymore." Lance says honestly. He sits in front of Keith with a sad look on his face. "I want to help. Would, would it be better if we went back outside? You were ok there." Lance bows his head. "I'm really sorry Keith. I didn't mean to." He doesn't move to close the space between them, somehow able to sense Keith just needs the room but he wants to. "I won't do...I won't do whatever I did again."
"You... You didn't do anything. It wasn't you," He mumbles to himself, calming himself down," You didn't rape me." He hugs Lance tight and pushes down his fear. Lance is a merperson, he probably doesn't understand rape. He has yet to do anything against Keith's will. He even keeps quiet when told to. "Let's... Let's go pay for these." Keith doesn't want to stay in here any longer. With the state he is in, the cashier probably won't bother questioning them. Keith grabs Lance's clothes and with wobbly legs, start walking to the desk.
Lance looks painfully concerned. Without hesitation, he hugs back, rubbing Keith's head with one hand. He hadn't heard that word before. But he wants to know what it is so he can help. However, thinking of asking Keith while he looks like this seems like an awful idea. Lance does his best to help Keith walk, but being awkward on his own feet too, the best he can do is lead him.
Lance swallows hard as they exit the store. He doesn't know what to do. "I'm still sorry. Can I help?" He asks quietly.
"Let's just... Go home, okay?" Keith wants to curl up in a bed. "We'll come back out tomorrow." He tries to smile at Lance. He feels bad for cutting their little adventure short.
"Whatever you need, Keith." Lance is far too worried to care about anything else they might have planned that day. All he wants it for Keith to stop looking like that. He leads Keith home.
