lance took a seat at the bleachers, this time behind shiros station, "hi lance," shiro greeted him, to which lance replied with a small wave and a nervous smile, he reloaded his bow and aiming for a couple seconds before letting go, the arrow landing a few inches off from the middle. most of the arrows were close to the middle, he was really skilled at this. he sighed a bit looking over at keiths station which was right by shiros, glancing at his board, and essentially doing a double take after noticing nearly all of keiths arrows were right in the middle of his board. luckily keith hadn't noticed him yet. "so," shiro began, "what brings you over to my station?" he asked whilst reloading.

"well, hunk said he wanted to practice, without distractions," lance replied simply, twiddling his thumbs. it was a little awkward, just sitting here with noth-

"oh, what're you doing here?" keith asked looking over at the tanner boy.

"do you wanna go?!" lance jumped up from his seat, and to conclusions.

"go? on a date?" keith asked in an obviously faux innocent voice.

"huh?" lances cheeks heated up, he furrowed his eyebrows, "what're you talking about?!" he yelped.

"i'm sorry lance, i'm kind of.. interested in someone else at the moment," he said furrowing his brows as well with a small smirk as he gestured towards shiro who wasn't really paying attention, "thanks anyways," he said, reloading his bow and aiming at his board. he shot it, the arrow landing nearly directly in the center next to the small mass of other arrows.

"good shot, keith," shiro said looking over at the ravenet.

"oh, thank you~" keith replied with a small smile, and a glance at the third boy.

"alright, be right back, i think i forgot my bottle near the water fountain," shiro informed the two, walking off to grab his bottle.

"keith, you are such a cheater!" lance exclaimed.

"what?! how am i cheating?!" keith proclaimed crossing his arms over his chest.

"moving him over next to your station?!"

"that's completely fair," he replied, reloading his bow and turning to face the board.

"i don't have any classes with him," lance whined.

"neither do i, dumb ass," keith mumbled, aiming and shooting his last arrow.

"huh? what was that? i couldn't hear you, because you're mumbling again!" lance proclaimed.

"you don't have to hear everything i say, lance!" keith yelled turning back to face lance.

"well, obviously i'm assuming you're talking to m-"

"woah, woah, woah," shiro said coming back, "what's up with you guys?" he asked taking a sip from his water bottle.

"lance is being an asswipe!" keith proclaimed pointing at the other boy.

"am not!" lance protested, swatting his hand away.

"okay, what's this about?" shiro asked, placing his hands on his hips. damnit. lance thought, looking over at keith who was looking at him.

"uhh," keith began.

"keith said you weren't attractive, and i disagreed with him, and then we got into a fight about who's taste in men is better," lance lied.

shiro was silent for a moment, looking back and forth between the two, a look of confusion on his face, "listen, this is getting a little out of hand," he said, "you two fighting all the time, so just kiss and makeup or something,"

"what?! what do you mean kiss?!" keith asked his eyes widening a bit.

"it's an expression, dipshit," lance mumbled.

"what? huh? i couldn't hear you because you were mumbling," keith said in a high pitched voice mocking the tanner boys previous comments.

"mira, pendejo, haz una broma como eso una vez más vas a ver cuando beso esa pinche sonrisa de tu cara," lance spat in spanish, meaning look, idiot, make another joke like that one more time and you'll see, when i kiss that fucking smile off of your face.

"woah," keith said softly a blush spreading across his cheeks,

oh fuck, does he know spanish? lance thought. that wasn't the reaction i was expecting.

"uh," keith said quietly, "i don't know what you just said, but i really enjoy the sound of foreign languages," he said in a light tone not making eye contact with the other boy. "that sounded really pretty," he said.

did i really just tell him off in spanish and get this reaction? lance thought rhetorically, his cheeks heating up as well, lance knew it was noticeable because shiro awkwardly looked away from the two. "i- uh.. i called you an asshole and kinda threatened to fight you," lance lied rubbing the back of his neck a bit with a small laugh.

"well," keith began his tone lifting itself back to its normal state, "best way i've been asked to fight, like ever," he joked.

"seeee, now you're making uuup," shiro said with an awkward chuckle, patting the two boys on the back.

"hm," keith hummed simply, walking off to grab his arrows from the board.

"no, i mean, i still don't like him, i just-"

"didn't expect that reaction?" shiro asked with a laugh.

"yeah!" lance agreed looking over at shiro.

"neither did i, i mean, you could tell you were saying some rude stuff because of your tone and he just, started-.. yeah," the white and black haired male said with a couple more air filling laughs, crossing his arms over his chest. "keith sure is an interesting character," he said shaking his head a bit as he picked up his bow.

"yeah.. he is," lance said, mostly to himself. a smirk spreading across his face.