chappy cinco: Some friends, eh?
Keith found out it was very easy to smile around Shiro.
And he couldn't not smile when Shiro commented on his hair like Lance always did before they got together.
" So... Keith." Shiro cleared his throat, sitting on the couch. The three had eaten breakfast, talked a long while, and now it was around 4:30pm.
" Mm?" Keith looked up from his phone.
" Why, um, why the mullet, if i may ask?" Shiro's smile was to the side, but still soft.
Keith tried to fight it, but damn, there was his smile. " Well, i just, never found the need to cut it."
Shiro nodded, seeming to understand. " That makes sense. It,.. it fits you. It's cute."
" uh, puh, um, u-uh," Keith felt his face heat up and was sorta freaking out.
" I m-mean, like, only some people can pull it off. Like, Lance couldn't." Shiro gestured to the lanky Latino just walking in on the conversation.
" Hey! Lance can't do what, ey, Mullido?" Lance squinted.
Shiro chuckled lightly, which made Keith's poor little heart flutter. Two boys he loved in one room... was this a dream? Wait, he needed to listen. " -llet, i was saying Keith could, though. Like,-"
Keith intervened. " Ah ah ah, he said, and i quote, It fits you. It's cute."
Shiro put his face in his hands, groaning. But that didn't stop Keith could see that Shiro's face was as red as Keith's shirt. Lance smirked at Keith, and mouthed, ' he so likes you.'
Keith mouthed angrily at him back. ' That doesn't help! I love you too, you know!'
The Latino rolled his eyes. " Chica, i know. But still. Look at the poor Mullido, he's dying from heat stroke! Well, i guess that's his own fault, eh? Hittin' on my Chica, Ripp?"
Shiro groaned again in response, rolling to face away from Lance and Keith, making the mullet giggle.
" M'nooooootttttt!" Shiro fell on his back, sighing. " I hate you, Lance."
Lance pouted. " C'mon, you looove meeeee! You know it!"
" Oh god you sound like Pidge." Shiro laughed.
Keith blinked. " Wait, why does my boyfriend" way to rub in the fact, Keith. "sound like that mouse?"
" That's right, you don't know. Now i have to tell you." Shiro sat up. " Okay, so i wake up to Allura screaming, right?"
" Lance, what are you doing. The butter does not go on a bagel." Shiro deadpanned, snatching away the butter-smeared-bagel from Lance, who whined in protest. " My bagel! KEITH! He's stealing my food, and you're gonna let him?"
Keith barely looked away from his phone, shrugging. " Shiro, give Blue his food back."
" No."
" Okay." and the mullet turned back to his electronic device.
Lance squinted suspiciously. " Are you two teaming up against me...?"
Shiro turned his head to Keith and they shared a smirk and devious look. Lance nodded in confirmation. " You are, you little bitches."
" Ah ah ah, I'm not a female dog." Keith pointed a accusing finger at Lance.
Shiro looked at the weird bagel, shrugged, and took a bite.
" NOOOO YOU-" Lance jumped onto Shiro's back, in attempt to attack. " YOU SHITHEAD FUCKEEEEEER! DAMMIT, GIVE ME MY BAGEL!"
Shiro smiled, the light weight of Lance on his back, scrambling to stay on. " No."
" Fuck you, man." Lance spat.
" Rather you not." Shiro shrugged.
" Oh shit, Lance, you just got rejected," Keith laughed.
Shiro could hear Lance cursing at himself, and in Shiro's opinion, it was pretty funny. " Now get off my back."
" Now gimme my bagel." Lance sneered.
The bigger man sighed. He took another bite of the surprisingly good combination, causing Lance to flip him off in his face.
Shiro saw Keith take a picture, but didn't think much of it.
What he did think much of, however, is how Lance just completely stole the bagel from Shiro's hands and started eating it.
" Lance!" He frowned at the Latino on his back.
" Shiro!" they mocked, shoving the last of the food in their mouth.
Shiro jumped and Lance fell off his back, hitting the floor on his ass. " Agh, you dumbass! I could've broken something!"
" No you couldn't. You're just a big baby." Keith commented.
Shiro looked at the kitchen stove's clock. " Guys, we got, like, half an hour before the Castle opens..."
" Shit! Where's my keys...?" Keith looked around.
" Right 'ere." Shiro tossed Keith his keys.
Lance arched an eyebrow. " You comin' or nah, Mullido?"
" Yeah, yeah."
Pidge just had to annoy Shiro as soon as he got to work.
" Got sone friends, do we?" She had teased.
Shiro rolled his eyes and spoke as soon as Lance and Keith were out of earshot. " Yeah, friends."
" I don't know how happy they would be to hear that." Pidge crossed her arms, leaning against the bartable, where Shiro was setting up for work.
" What are you saying...?" He arched an eyebrow.
Pidge walked away after that. Nothing more to say, and Shiro obviously dadn't get it.
Well, time to get to work, he guesses.
" So, we were wondering... like, man to man. To man." Lance chuckled, pointing o Keith too.
" Yeah?" Shiro said, Cleaning the bartable once more.
" Do you like, have a girlfriend...?" Lance blurted out.
Shiro simply shook his head. In all honesty, he could'nt remember the last time he did. Or a boyfriend for that matter.
" Really? You seem like you would." Keith frowned.
" Why is that so?" Shiro inquired.
" Just does. So, you comin' over tomorrow or what, Mullido?" Lance smiled.
Shiro nodded. " Sure. If you want, i mean."
Keith's frown slowly turned into a smile. " Cool."
" Well, we're heading out, i've gotta sleep. See ya, Ripp." Lance saluted, and the couple walked out of the bar.
" Come on, Shiro." Allura dragged Shiro out of the bar. " Pidge and Matt wanna talk to you when we get home."
Shiro didn't know why, though. " What for?"
" Dunno."
