A/N: Helloooooo! So sorry for the delay but hopefully this chapter makes up for it and also for the news I'm about to break to you...

So depression hit again yaaaaaayyyyy and I just started my final year of uni so even more yaaaaaayyyyy! Anyhoo I don't know how much uni will affect me but I'm gonna guess A LOT and that sucks and I'm sorry!So I'm thinking I still want to upload weekly because I will help me de-stress and while I can't guarantee it being a full chapter I will upload either some filler chapters like text conversations between Lance's bitches etc or I can upload a drawing I've done for this ficVOTE IN THE COMMENTS WHICH YOU WOULD RATHER!


They left the coffee shop late afternoon and the weather had taken a turn for the worst. No longer was the sun shining; instead, dark heavy clouds had spread across the sky eliminating all signs of blue. The wind had picked up and was slowly pushing the leaves and debris along the street; Lance pulled his coat closer around him feeling the chill in his chest already, even Keith, who rarely got cold, could feel the goose bumps slowly rinsing up on his legs (but to be fair no-body claimed that under shorts were adequate for this kind of weather).

"Looks like it's gonna rain" Lance said, glaring up at the clouds suspiciously, as they walked down the street.

"I'm not too worried" Keith said with a shrug, "It was like this at one point yesterday and it turned out to be a nice evening" A really nice evening, he thought glancing up at Lance.

"I hope you're right" Lance said, smiling fondly back at him.

As soon as the words left his mouth the heavens opened. The rain battered down, hard and relentless; there was no warning, no light sprinkle just an absolute downpour. They stood still for a split second in shock before running down the street pulling their jackets over their heads.

"You were wrong!" Lance called over to Keith laughing. He grabbed Keith's hand and led him down a street before shoving them both under an archway door.

"Do me a favour, don't become a meteorologist" Lance chuckled as he bent over breathing heavily.

The sudden sound of Keith's laugh had Lance standing upright in an instant; Lance stared as Keith clutched his sides, his body shaking as the sound of unabashed joy escaped his lips, the movement caused droplets of water to fly from his hair and some to roll down his face, his cheeks were flushed pink and his shirt was soaked through and clinging onto his body. In that moment only one word was on Lance's mind; perfect.

Keith's laughter died down to a chuckle and he grinned up at Lance; his eyes crinkled at the edges and Lance smiled warmly before taking a step towards him. He reached out a hand and gently moved the hair out of Keith's eyes before moving his hand to cup the side of his face, thumb gently stroking his cheek.

Keith was entranced, unable to look away from the deep blue of Lance's eyes; he felt Lance place his other hand on his waist, pulling him closer and he clutched the bottom of Lance's shirt as his chin was tilted up. Lance's eyes flickered down to his lips and Keith licked them in nervous anticipation; Lance smiled before he closed his eyes and slowly leant in.

His lips were cold and wet from the rain but they were soft and chased away the chill as Keith felt his whole body heat up. The noise of the rain faded away and the wind never seemed to touch them; they were swept up into their own world where the only sound was their breathing and the only thing they could feel was the warmth of each other.

Keith didn't want the moment to end. Slowly he trailed his hands up Lance's chest, marvelling at the feel, and hooked his arms around his neck; pulling lance closer and deepening the kiss. Lance responded instantly; his lips moving eagerly over Keith's. Lance shifted his hand on Keith's waist to his lower back, the movement caused Keith's cold wet top to press against his back. Keith pulled back with a gasp and shivered violently at the sudden ice touch on his heated skin. They were instantly snapped back into reality; the rain was deafening and the wind cut straight through them.

"Oh shit, Keith! You must be freezing!" Lance said, his voice raspy, he pulled Keith into a hug and rubbed his arms in an attempt to warm him up.

"I'm fine" Keith mumbled, a small smile played on his lips. Lance stuck his head out from under the arch and looked down the street; calculating.

"I don't live too far from here" Lance said lift Keith's head up to look into his eyes, "You okay to run in the rain again?"

Keith nodded, not trusting his voice; Lance smiled and kissed him on the forehead before stepping away and grabbing hold of Keith's hand. They counted down from three and then they were running down the street once more; Lance leading the way with Keith in tow. Their boots hit the pavement hard, flicking up water and splashing in puddles as they made their way down one street and then another.

They passed a few people who had braved the weather with their umbrellas and received many quizzical looks as they flew by. The tuts and looks they left it their wake caused them to burst out into laughter as they hurled themselves down the final few streets; even more people were openly gawking at the loud couple but that only fuelled them more.

When they finally got to Lance's building he hastily unlocked the main door and pulled Keith into the warm lobby. Keith tripped over his feet as he hurried in they both laughed and joked as they ran up the stairs to the apartment, Keith made sure to shake his soaking hair and spray Lance with flying droplets. They stopped in front of the door and Lance led them in; taking off his jacket and hanging it up by the door, kicking off his shoes in the process.

Keith followed him in and looked around in awe. He walked into a large open space; to the left of the door there was an old mahogany desk littered with letters and papers and on the wall above it hung a large vintage world map covered in red and green pins. The far left wall had two large bay windows; one by the desk and the other further along the room, the second one had been converted into a window seat and sat as part of the living room. Two sofas were positioned both perpendicular and parallel to the window creating a cosy semi enclosed space; there was a tv mounted on the wall with a unit underneath that housed a multitude of gaming devices. From where he stood Keith could see the kitchen island and the edge of the kitchen just around the corner.

Lance leant against the wall and watched as Keith pulled his boots off and hung his jacket; water dripped off his hair and face and splashed onto the hardwood floor. Lance smiled as Keith's eyes wander around the room before he pushed himself off the wall and indicated that Keith should follow him around the corner.

"C'mon, let's get you out of your clothes" Lance said.

"I...What?" Keith said his steps faltering as he stared at Lance in shock. Lance turned around at looked at Keith confused.

"Well we can't have you dripping everywhere, you're soaked you'll get a cold. I've got some sweats you can borrow and you can use the shower" Lance watched Keith let out a sigh of relief and relax and suddenly it clicked.

"Oh my god! I just realised what that sounded like!" Lance's face exploded with colour and he buried his head in his hands. Keith laughed at Lance's discomfort; Lance just groaned loudly, turned and walked towards his room with Keith following.

Lance's room was surprisingly tidy, immaculate compared to Keith's (he hadn't put all the clothes he had pulled out for date back yet). The walls were a pale cream with a feature wall coloured a deep teal; up against that wall was a large double bed with white sheets and a large grey knitted throw placed along the foot of it. Two dark wooden bedside tables were positioned on either side; covered in an assortment of picture frames and books. A laundry basket sat over flowing and a large floor to ceiling wardrobe stretched across the entire wall opposite to the bed; the doors were rolled open and Keith caught a glance of Lance's extensive collection of clothes.

Lance couldn't bring himself to look at Keith as he pulled some clothes out of the closet and handed it to him.

"The bathroom is just opposite; feel free to use anything in there." Lance said with an awkward cough. Keith took the clothes and turned towards the bathroom; he looked back at Lance and winked before closing the door.

Oh my lord he's going to be the death of me! Lance thought as he buried his head in his hand. He wandered back into his room and stripped out of his soaked clothes, he pulled on a fresh pair of boxers before he flopped back onto the bed. He heard the shower turn on and sighed heavily as he stared up at the ceiling.

He couldn't believe he kissed Keith! And Keith kissed him back! It took everything in his power not to squeal excitedly at the thought (he would never hear the end of it) but he did hug himself tightly and kick his legs about it glee. He took a deep breath to steady himself; he tried not to think about the man in his shower or how he managed to embarrass himself in front of said man and concentrated on getting changed.

He padded out of his bedroom in his blue lion slippers, black sweats and a large 'Best Bi' sweatshirt and made his way to the kitchen. He put some water on to boil and went about making him and his guest some hot chocolate; he added powder and mini marshmallows into each mug before stirring in some milk to get rid of any clumps, he then topped it with the hot water, squirted whipped cream and added more marshmallows.

He heard the bathroom door open and turned when the footsteps stopped near him. Keith was in a white long sleeve top and a pair of grey sweat pants that were too long and pooled around his feet; he had the towel he used over his head but his fringe was still dripping. Keith thanked Lance as he was offered one of the beverages and followed him into the living room. He took a seat on the sofa perpendicular to the window and Lance sat down on the window seat; his back against the edge and stared out to the rain.

"I don't think this rain is gonna let up anytime soon" Lance said, turning his head to look at Keith. Keith shrugged and rested his mug on his knee.

"It's alright, rain never killed me" He said nonchalantly. Lance looked aghast and Keith tried hard not to laugh at his expression.

"Sorry but I cannot allow you to walk home in the rain!" Lance said still shocked that Keith would even think to suggest that.

"It's no big deal" Keith said drinking from his mug and licking off the cream that clung to his lips.

"A gentleman must never let his date go out in such unfavourable weather" Lance said in a mock royal voice; Keith snorted and Lance pursed his lips in thought.

"A taxi will cost you an arm and a leg because they think you'd pay rather than walk in the rain" Lance said and Keith couldn't argue with that because he knew it was more than true. "So you can just stay the night!"

"What?" Keith said, eyeing Lance up like he was crazy.

"Yeah! That sofa pulls out into a bed and in here-" He tapped the bench he was sitting on, "I have spare duvets and sheets"

"Are you sure?" Keith asked sceptically.

"Positive, we can walk to work together in the morning" Lance said with a large a grin.

"Alright, I'll stay" Keith said smiling back.

"Awesome! Now let's order some dinner because I'm starved!" Lance said as he jumped up from his seat and held out a hand for Keith, "Chinese okay?"

"Perfect" Keith said taking Lance's hand in his.


"I have a question" Lance said.

Keith turned his head to look at Lance. They were both sat on the floor of the living with empty takeaway boxes littered around them; Lance was reaching out to grab another spring roll when he spoke. Keith lifted some more noodles to his mouth but nodded for Lance to continue.

"You're like, super pale" Lance started to say when Keith snorted and swallowed the mouthful he had.

"A solid observation" He said chuckling.

"But you also have a slight southern twang" Lance said ignoring Keith's snark but sticking his tongue out at him anyway. "You also said y'all at one point and it was adorable; like hearing a Canadian say eh"

Keith rolled his eyes and smirked, "And your question is?"

"Right so my question is: what's up with that?" Lance said stuffing the roll into his mouth and Keith laughed at his bluntness.

"I know that we haven't really spoken about your family, except for Shiro, so feel free to tell me to fuck off if you don't want to talk about it" Lance said with a smile.

"Nah it's fine" Keith said with his own reassuring smile, "Well I am from the South, though my mother was Korean hence the pale skin I guess and I lived there until the age of six so the accent was pretty engrained in me" He explained.

"Why did you move?" Lance asked.

"My mother passed away when I was four and I guess it got too much for my father to bear after a while, so we moved here" Keith said with sad eyes, Lance smiled apologetically at Keith.

"Is that when your dad met Shiro's mum?" Lance asked softly.

"Yeah, though they only had a year together before he was deployed and unfortunately lost his life. She took me in even though she didn't have to and I loved her to bits" Keith smiled softly at the memories he was recalling and Lance sat there silently allowing Keith to tell his story.

"Life has a cruel sense of humour however and she passed away from cancer a few years later" Keith's smiled soured but he kept talking. "Fortunately Shiro was twenty-one when she passed and so he took me in and we stuck together ever since"

"I owe Shiro so much; he never once gave up on me even when I became a rebellious brat and constantly got into trouble, he always seemed to believe in me." Keith spoke lovingly about his brother and stared off into the distance. Lance sat there desperately tiring not to cry but he couldn't help it and sniffed loudly; the sound caused Keith to snap back to reality and he stared at Lance in alarm.

"Lance? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Keith said concerned, his hand fluttered in the air as he looked around unsure how to help.

"It's fine...I'm fine!" Lance squeaked; he cringed then coughed loudly and put on a deep voice as he tried to speak again "It's just what happened to you was so unfair and you spoke so beautifully about Shiro and..."

Lance's voice cracked again and he fanned his eyes furiously trying to dry the tears that threatened to spill. Keith stared at Lance in shock; he hadn't told that story to many people before but when he has he's never received a reaction as strong as Lance's. Watching Lance made his heart swell and it was an unfamiliar feeling, very few people have cared about him and right now it felt like Lance cared; really cared and he didn't know how to handle it.

Keith slowly got up, not really knowing what he was going to do and made his way towards Lance. He sat down next to him and tentatively placed his head on Lance's shoulder, we wasn't sure how to comfort Lance and he wasn't sure what he wanted but he wanted something. Lance gasped slightly when he felt Keith's head and hesitated for a second before he shifted slightly and put his arm around Keith to pull him closer.

They sat there for a while in comfortable silence; relishing each other's company. The minute Keith felt Lance's arm wrap around him it felt like a massive check box had been ticked; this, this is the thing he didn't know he wanted. He felt comfortable and weirdly he felt safe; it was nice. He felt Lance shift under him and looked up to see Lance looking rather nervous.

"Hey Keith?" Lance said softly. Keith sat up and turned to look at Lance curiously.

"Yeah?"

"Would you..? Er...do you...?" Lance rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly; he closed his eyes and tried again. "Do you want to go out?" He blurted out.

Keith cocked his head to the side in confusion. "Aren't we going out on Tuesday?"

"No I mean like" Lance took a deep breath "Do you want to be in a relationship? Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

Keith's eyebrows shot up into his hair line and Lance held his breath as he waited for Keith to speak. The seconds felt like hours and Lance started to panic; What if it's too soon? What if Keith isn't interested? Did he just put his foot in it? He just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. His fear must have been showing because Keith suddenly shook his head slightly as if he was snapping himself out of his internal thoughts and grinned brightly.

"Yes" Keith answered.

"Yes?" Lance asked tentatively

"Yes" Keith confirmed.

"Ohmygosh" Lance gushed happily "Ohmygosh"

He launched himself at Keith and hugged him tightly; Keith struggled not to fall over and laughed happily at Lance's reaction and because of the sudden excitement and joy he felt running through his veins. Lance pulled himself away slightly and chuckled before grinning beautifully at Keith; Keith grinned back and felt giddy as he kissed Lance once again.


KH freak 813: Oh yeah she wasn't even mad that she lost twenty lol

Resa: He's a trickster

Chrysmcar: That's my favourite line as well lol I was very proud of it

Snakebun: Thank you!