lance placed a towel on top of his head so that water wouldnt drip down his back, the second towel around his waist. he opened the door heading across the hall into hunks room where he was going to get dressed, when he opened the door of the room he spotted keith. "what're you doing up here?" he asked the ravenette who turned to face lance, his eyes widening a noticeable amount.

"i- uh, sorry," he began, "hunk just asked me to grab him a bag or something," he said his voice lower and softer than usual.

"what bag?" lance asked taking a step forward,

"no no," keith said quickly when lance took the step, "just, stay right there," he said gesturing for lance to stay put, when lance looked over from around the room up to keiths eyes he noticed how red keiths face was.

"are you blushing?" lance asked furrowing his eyebrows a little, a smirk spreading across his face.

"you just look really pretty," he mumbled inaudibly once again.

"huh?"

"i said you look really shitty," keith said averting his eyes from lances, "i can't find the bag, could you just help me out?" he asked with a huff.

"i mean, sure but, are you talking to me or the floor?" lance teased, he knew keith was flustered because he was naked and it pleased lance very much.

"i'm talking to you, obviously!" he stated, watching as keith messed with the hair ties around his wrist. the way he was acting was priceless.

"well, look at me when you talk to me, keith," lance said in a sarcastically upset tone.

"why?!" he protested, "just help me find the bag, you idiot," he said, his voice softening once again, furrowing his brows as if trying to cover up his current state.

lance glanced at the bag that was set on the bed, underneath a blanket, behind keith, "you're talking to me right? see it's really hard to define who you're talking to if you don't look at me," he said looking back from the bag to keith.

"oh my fucking god," keith said lowly then raised his eyes from the floor up to lance, his face growing redder.

"you are so totally blushing," lance commented.

keith groaned, rolling his eyes and furrowing his brows, "forget it, i'll just tell him i couldn't find it," he said making his way past lance and out of the door.

"aww, keith," lance cooed, "come back, pretty boy! i was joking!" he called out, leaning on the doorway, to the ravenette who solely flipped him off quickly before leaving down the stair case. lance smirked to himself, he's kind of cute. he thought as he closed the door, walking over to hunks dresser, not cuter than shiro though. he thought to himself, he's getting there, wait what no he's not, he's stupid though and has a mullet, no way. the internal struggle. his thoughts just kept coming, he shook his head a bit. the thing was, he didn't really like anyone, he was simply interested in shiro because of his looks and maybe they were right, maybe i should get to know him. he thought changing into a mustard yellow tshirt that was a couple sizes too large on him, the color complimented his skin perfectly and he thought about why he didn't wear yellow a lot. he shrugged, changing into a pair of hunks pajama shorts, that were also too large, so he just tied them tightly at the waist band. he never brought extra clothes after practice like allura and pidge. they were girls after all, that doesn't make a difference. ah, shut up, i'm obviously trying to think of a way to make myself not sound dumb and that seemed like the only solution. you did it anyways, you sound dumb. he thought to himself, who the hell are you talking to? shut the fuck up lance. no, you, shut the fuck up lance. he continued thinking as he put on a pair of socks and dried off his hair a bit, grabbing the bag off the bed and heading downstairs.

as he got to the base of the staircase allura groaned, "finally, what took so long," she said.

"do you think beauty like this is just natural? because if so, you have another thing coming," he said as she past him up on the stair case, she stopped.

"oh and, did you see keith up there or something, when he came down he was all red and talking about how you were really stupid or something," she said with a small laugh.

"damn right i saw him," lance said.

"oh god, what did you guys do?" allura asked with a gasp.

"no, not like that, allura!" he stated, "such a dirty mind," he said shaking his head a bit.

she laughed a bit, "well," she simply said with a shrug then headed upstairs.

lance made his way into the living room where everyone was, "that was the longest shower ever," hunk commented as lance took a seat next to him on the couch.

"aw, cmon teddy bear, you're picking on me too?" he asked with a pout, "you know i have to exfoliate, then use my acne prone skin cream, then my oil treatment wash, then my final cleanser to get everything out," he informed the boy sitting next to him.

"yeah, yeah, and then when you get out you have like a billion creams," hunk replied.

"not a billion, just a toner, renewer, moisturizer, oil control and chapstick, gosh," he said rolling his eyes a bit, "a billion creams," he repeated sarcastically using air quotes as he did.

"that's a lot of stuff, i usually just wash my face once with a normal face wash," shiro commented.

"that's not even all of it, it's just his face routine," hunk said with a laugh, "right lance?" he asked looking over from shiro to me.

"hey, my hair needs love too," lance said in a sarcastically defensive voice with a slight smirk.

"all that trouble, and look at the outcome," keith commented.

"i swear to god, one more word and i will kiss you," lance threatened the boy who was currently sitting two away from him. keith simply crossed his arms over his chest, his cheeks noticeably red, as he furrowed his brows.

"hmph," was all keith said.

"woah, i feel the tension," shiro said with a laugh.

"is that the only thing you want to feel? because i can suggest a few more things," lance mused with a smirk looking over at him, a light pink dusted over his cheeks but more of an embarrassed blush than others. lance had never gotten so many good reactions in one day.

"so he flirts with everyone," shiro said to hunk with a few soft laughs. both lance and keith watched as the laughs fell from shiros lips, they both smiled a little at him.

"pretty much," hunk said picking up the remote and switching the channel.

"wow, first off, hunk, way to be a wingman, and second i was not flirting with keith, that was a very real threat," the brunet said. "oh, and here," lance said standing and grabbing the bag from the floor, giving it to hunk.

"oh thanks," hunk said as he took it and unzipped it.

"what're you wearing?" keith asked as lance walked over to sit down but he paused looking over at keith.

"pajamas," he said simply, narrowing his eyes at the boy.

"yeah, leave him alone keith, he looks cute," hunk said shaking his head, "come 'ere, lance," he said gesturing for lance to come over to him. lance sat down next to hunk, hugging him.

"i'm not saying he doesn't but-"

"he's bullying me," lance interrupted with a fake sniff.

"i know, i know," hunk replied patting lance on the back, "here have some juice," he said pulling it out of the bag.

"is that why you wanted that bag?" lance asked pulling away.

"yes," he replied simply.

"i saw lance naked, so you could have juice?" keith asked.

"hey, what you do in your spare time is not my fault or business," hunk scolded the other boy.

"wha-"

"i wasn't even naked, i had a towel," lance said.

"woah, why do i walk in and that's the first thing i hear?" pidge asked walking into the living room, allura following behind her.

*

everyone had settled in either on the couch or on the floor, watching a movie. the sky was dark and most of them planned on sleeping over.

"i'm thirsty," lance whined.

"then go get something to drink, you know where everything is," hunk said not bothering to remove his eyes from the tv screen.

"do i have to do everything myself?" he asked with a small sigh, getting up and walking into the kitchen. he opened up the fridge and poured himself a cup of juice.

"hey," he heard a voice call from behind him causing him to jump.

"damnit, keith!" he yelped turning to face the ravenette.

"oops," he said simply then continued, "can i ask you something?" he asked, his voice not angry, or happy just a plain neutral as he placed his hand on top of the counter.

"sure?" lance answered reluctantly.

"you like shiro, right?" he asked.

"i mean, he's hot," the tanner boy replied, taking a sip from his juice.

"and so do i," keith informed him, "so could you like, maybe, not be a dumb idiot," he said, "and just lay off of him," he said raising one brow slightly.

lance furrowed his brows a bit, "i will lay on him all i want," he said taking another sip, "how about this, since you hate me already, make me your rival," he said placing the juice on the counter a small smirk playing at his lips.

"what do you mean?" he asked.

"well, we'll basically just compete for shiro," he said.

"weren't we already doing that?" he asked.

"a little, but now it'll be official," he said, "whoever gets him first, wins," lance said confidently.

"and loser?"

"doesn't get his hot body, i'd say that's punishment enough, wouldn't you?" he said with a small laugh picking the cup back up. "so, yeah?" he asked.

"it's dumb but, yeah, i guess," he said shaking his head twice.

"alright, may the games begin," lance said with a smirk walking out of the kitchen.

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a/n: this might suck bc im tired, sorry