"Lance? Have you seen my tie? ...Lance?" Keith poked his head up, lifting it out of the dresser drawers. "Lance?"
"Huh?" Lance appeared from the bathroom, a tie dangling around his neck.
Keith blinked. "Babe. That's my tie."
Lance looked down at himself. "What? No it's not."
"Yes it is. Allura said that's the one I'm supposed to wear."
"I don't think I remember that." Lance fidgeted with his suit jacket.
Keith leaned forward and plucked another tie off the bed. "This is yours." He held it up.
"Oh yeah." Lance frowned.
Keith chuckled. He extended his free hand. "C'mere."
Lance took his hand, letting Keith pull him closer.
Keith removed almost all of the space between them. With Lance's body nearly pressed to his, he unknotted the tie Lance had on. "You didn't do this right," he said with a grin.
Lance rolled his eyes.
Keith slipped the tie over his arm and let it hang. He wrapped the other tie around Lance's neck. His fingers brushed against Lance's skin in multiple places.
"I still can't believe we don't get to pick what we wear to this stupid party," Lance grumbled. "It's a party to thank us for saving the universe! Shouldn't we be wearing our paladin uniforms?"
"You heard Allura."
"Yeah, yeah. Something about looking diplomatic or whatever."
Keith finished with the tie. This time, it was right.
He put a hand on each of Lance's shoulders and spun their conjoined bodies towards the mirror. Lance stood in front.
Keith tucked his chin onto Lance's shoulder. He nuzzled a kiss above the jacket collar while Lance studied his reflection.
"Well, I think you look great," Keith murmured.
Lance smiled. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
Lance's smile turned mischievous. "How long do you think we have before we gotta leave?"
"I dunno. Probably not long."
"Then let's make this quick."
Lance grabbed Keith by the collar, crushed their lips together, and pulled him onto the bed.