"I didn't know what to get you so…" Lance threw multiple bags at Keith and it felt like chocolate heaven. He picked up the bag closest to him, reading chocolate buttons. The next bag was peanut M&Ms, the one after that caramel nibbles and the final was Maltesers. 

"Did you buy everything they had or something?" Keith forced a smile in an attempt to ignore the emptiness in his chest. He hadn't felt much since he walked in on his dad on the bathroom floor: something about that would numb someone. 

"Kinda. I just wanted to cheer you up and get you your favourite chocolate."

"I told you I didn't mind what you got."

"Well now you have infinite chocolate. Even I know that's what you need to help you through a traumatic incident."

"True," Keith ripped open the chocolate buttons and picked a couple out before offering Lance. He took a handful. "As a note for next time, I hate peanuts."

Lance snorted before clasping a hand over his mouth. "You're going to like my nuts." He attempted to say between laughs but it was almost impossible to understand.

"Anyway…"

"Yes, anyway… did you want to finish Love Victor?"

"I don't have Disney Plus…"

"That's fine. Where's your room then?" Lance shot off down the hall, not paying any mind to the pile of dirty dishes on the table.

Once they had found their way to Keith's room, they both collapsed onto the bed. "Sorry, I don't have a TV."

"It's fine. Just give me your laptop." Instead of waiting for Keith to get the device, Lance leaned over him to get it himself. Time seemed to stand still as they stared into each other's eyes, both getting lost in the colours. Without realising, they started to lean forward until their lips touched. The moment seemed to last forever as sparks exploded from their mouths… until Keith jolted back. 

"I…" Keith started, with no idea how to finish his sentence. His mind was running a million miles an hour, full of questions and thoughts revolving around his first kiss. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please-" 

"Leave."

Lance opened his mouth to argue but quickly shut it again, darting out of the room without Keith to let him out.