They had pulled apart, both breathing heavily, but so close they were practically breathing the same oxygen. With dorky smiles that made them look like drunken idiots, but couldn't care less. "we...we really suck at babysitting" Kiara pointed out, laughing but it sounded husky from lack of breath and the saliva in her mouth that didn't belong to her.

Lance smiled and laughed lightly as he laid his head down in Kiara's lap. "So what? All that matters is our love for each other right now." He walked his fingers around her face, letting them dance around, before using Kiara's head to pul himself back into a sitting position and leaning his head on her shoulder.

Kiara looked up to the ceiling, and the glow in the dark stars. Smiling, she looked down against. allowing Lance to take her hand, and rub her thumb on Lance's hand, a dark purple nail polish that was almost black.

Lance played with her nails for a little while before he abruptly pulled her up and dragged her out of the room, to the twins' room. Both were crying and shaking in their sleep and so Lance and Kiara each picked one up and started rocking them back and forth slowly.

"not again.." Kiara mumbled as she held one of them(not really sure which) close to her chest
"pretty normal.." Lance mumbled "a lot of the times you just find them cuddle up together its adorable but heart breaking"

"Aww"  Kiara cooed as the little kid in her arms slowly started waking up and calming down, but then the room was filled with noise again. "AHHHHHHHHHH! FIRE! WE'RE GONNA DIE!" Came the shouts from the boy who'd just entered the room. Lance sighed, "Jacob, is there actually a fire?" He asked calmly. "Of course! Mr. And Mrs. Mason are trying to get out right now!" Was the response from the five year old as he held out his two toys in his hands. Lance chuckled lightly, "Jakey Buddy, next time, how about we don't scream over fake fires." Jacob looked up at Lance, "oh no, the fire's not fake."

"The fire is real! I promise you, the house it's-it's burning! There will be no survivors! We're all going to dye, and you're acting like nothing's happening! You will see! You will all see, when you feel the wrath of Jacob!"

"uh..what?" Kiara said slowly "holy shit-!" she shouted. Whereas Lance only looked midly annoyed as he walked calmly, grabbing a fire exstingusher, and put out the pint sized fire Kiara fell panicked, whereas Lance glared at Jacob sternly "what did mama say?""no more lighting things on fire.." he mumbled softly"yeah...so you knew not to..but you still did?""I'm sorry" Jacob replied again in a small voice.

Lance's expression softened, still holding Jacob in his arms "its okay buddy.." he said and smoothed his dirty blonde hair, sat him down to go back to his toys, hopefully he'd learned to stop setting things on fire..temporarily at least.

Kiara smiled at the two and Jacob giggled a little, then, looking up at Lance, he asked, "Are you two together?" Both Lance and Kiara went bright red in the cheeks, but nobody answered his Jake's question.

"why-don't you-er go play with the others" Lance said, recovering first. "yeah" Kiara added real smart like

Jacob looked between the two and gasped, "You ARE! Awww you're so cute together, I ship it." Kiara tilted her head at the small child, while Lance just chuckles a little, "You've been hanging out with Reign again, haven't you?"

Jacob smiled proudly and ran off, giggling something about 'Klance' "what was that about?" Kiara asked, smiling slightly"who knows, its a weird family""oh yes, nothing like you" she said sarcastically"Oh I know rrrright?" he sarcastically, beginning to laugh.

They walked together through the complete chaos. "at least we don't have to do this much longer..." Kiara said slowly. "You don't even have to be here..." Lance said as he looked at Kiara "Honestly, why are you? It's a literal night of hell. Like babysitting demons." 

Kiara blushed lightly, "Honestly, Lance, I don't mind the children, I don't mind the chaos, it's better than the silence I'm used to. And sometimes silence can be dangerous. Plus, I get to be with you and that's what matters most. You make everything so amazing, Lance, you're like an angel sent to make me happy or something."

Lance's blush was much more intense compared to Kiara's. he didn't like compliments, sure he loved giving them, just not receiving them. in his mind he didn't deserve them, unfortunately, Kiara went on. "my life was so gloomy hard....and if I'm honest-scary. but...now I'm not so alone...thanks to you" Kiara kissed Lance softly on his cheek.

Lance was entirely speechless as Kiara went on, "Lance, you're my one and only, you're my angel from heaven, and I want to be yours. Lance I love you so damn much, like I kinda just wanna lay you right now, but I'm too scared to and I have self control." She pulled him into a tight hug. "But I just want to thank you for being here and pulling me out of my dark memories. Now, will you let me pull you out of yours?"

He was frowning. he hated to trust his problems in others. but it was a bit obvious that well-Kiara wasn't going to leave him alone.

Lance lifted his gaze and his eyes met Kiara's. He could see the genuity in her eyes at what she'd said, he could feel she really wanted to help him. But, to Lance, it felt like there was no way she could help him, it felt like he'd been trapped in a darkness known as depression and there was no way to ever escape it. He felt there was no end to the pain he felt, though he really wished there was. Don't get him wrong, he wanted Kiara's help, he just couldn't actually ask her to do this for him. He saw no good reason to drag her into his darkness, when there'd be nothing she could do. He just wanted to protect her, he didn't want her to get hurt. So he blinked and shook his head sadly, looking down. "I'm sorry, Kiara, I really am. I want your help, but there's just-there's no way you could possibly help me. I'm way too far past gone, for anyone to save me now. I know how that sounds, and I'm sorry, but I just can't let you get hurt. I can't hurt you, when all I want in life is for you to be safe and happy." And with that, Lance turned away, wiped the tears out of his eyes and sprinted back to his bedroom, locking the door behind him.