Dance music blasted through the speakers in Lance's room as the two got ready for their date. A remix of a song that had sounded depressing before, but the upbeat of the remix made it more fun, Lance had told her when she questioned why he liked the remix better.

"Kiss me hard before you go!" Keith was shouting the lyrics into a hairbrush as Rosalina passed. She paused to watch the scene as the two jumped and danced, flinging their arms around and shouting lyrics to the chorus into their hairbrushes.

For Keith not liking Lance's "pop shit," they sure were having a great time.

And then Keith was dancing sensually, hands running up and down their body, drawing their red skirt up as their hips swayed slowly. Lance crowed in approval—he'd obviously been teaching Keith how to dance.

Honey I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothin' scares me anymore

Rosalina smiled at the feeling Keith threw behind the lyrics before returning to jumping and waving their arms with Lance. The two were giggling as the chorus repeated again, barely pausing for breath as the song started again. Keith returned to dancing slowly and sensually again, biting their lip and making adjustments as Lance called them out.

Keith only had half their makeup on, one eye covered with grey eyeshadow and their favorite bright red lipstick to match, looking spectacularly ridiculous. The red dress was new, something they'd gotten during their Christmas shopping trip with Lance. It stopped at their knees, but black leggings covered their legs to protect them from the cold February air. Their favorite black heels were by the door and their nails were painted bright red to match everything else.

Rosalina had a feeling Keith would grab their black coat she'd bought them last year. Lance would probably squawk and complain that it ruined the outfit. Keith wouldn't care and would strut it about anyway.

Lance looked good, too. He was wearing his new pastel pink jeans with a loose fitting light grey t-shirt he had tucked into the front. His white converse were next to Keith's high heels. He wasn't wearing makeup, but his hair only look half-tamed.

Rosalina knocked on the door, grinning with both teenagers screamed in alarm. Keith dove for the stereo to turn it down, flush bright on their cheeks.

"Mom!"

"Payback!" She laughed at his indignant look. "Just letting you know that you're going to be late if you continue your impromptu concert."

The two scrambled to finish getting ready. They rushed out the door, Lance flashing the keys with a cheeky grin at Keith who pouted but pulled on their black coat. Lance, of course, squawked and protested. Keith smirked and strutted out the door to Lance's protests. Lance grabbed his own white coat and bid her goodbye, slamming the door on his way.

It took a minute for the garage door to shut again.

Ah. Peace and quiet at last.

"So, how was the date?" Rosalina asked as the two came tumbling in. She looked up from her spot cuddled next to Marcus to see the two shucking off their coats and shoes.

"Good," said Lance, collapsing onto the couch. Keith collapsed next to him. "We went bowling."

"Oh yeah? Who won?"

"The girls," Lance grumbled, shoving a foot at Keith.

"Hey." Keith shoved a foot back at Lance, smacking at his ankle. "Just because you suck—"

Marcus interrupted before they could continue. "Boys verses girls? How...? But I thought...?"

"Hunk and Shay joined us, too." Lance grunted when Keith got a good jab into his side. "And Keith joined the girls."

"I—ow, Lance!—I came out to them. Okay, stop." Keith glared at Lance who whistled and looked away innocently. "So I offered to be on the girl's team. They took it pretty well."

"And Ryan?" asked Rosalina.

"Yeah, he was fine with it." Keith smirked. "He was a little weirded out that Hunk was there because we used to date, but he didn't really say anything. And we won, so that was good."

Lance grumped from his side of the couch. "You cheated, is what you did. You and your—your—your womanly wiles!"

Keith shrugged. "Not our fault you were distracted by us."

Rosalina laughed at Lance's protests. Keith didn't look shaken at all, and Lance didn't look truly angry. And there was no mention of Ryan being transphobic or anything. Maybe they'd have another date, but Rosalina was too content to listen to her kids tease each other to bring it up.