"Alright we got ice cream?" Lance looked through the freezer as Keith sat on the counter sipping on the water bottle.

"Can't," Keith pursed his lips shrugging.

"I'm lactose," he said softly and Rachel burst out laughing walking in.

"Oh you poor pale bunny, you can't eat anything can you?" She smirked at Keith as he pouted.

"Mom made cookies, I don't think she used milk," Lance offered and Keith smiled taking one from a plate Lance handed to him.

"Wow," Keiths eyes widen as they seemed to sparkle looking at the cookie. "These are amazing,"

"Mama always puts something special in the cookies to make them the best, won't tell us what until we have kids so only Marco and Jess know," Lance smirked sitting on the counter with him and ate one of his own.

"You two going to be okay?" Rachel asked softly.

"Yea, thanks rach, see ya in the morning," Lance smiled at his twin and she nodded walking away to go to her room.

"I'm really sorry about my dad still," Lance sighed looking down.

"I knew it wouldn't be sunshine and rainbows, don't worry, cookie washes the chicken taste," Keith smirked taking another bite.

"Thanks for everything, you've done a lot more out of the deal than I have," Lance bit his lip as Keith looked at him confused.

"What do you mean? You've done a lot," Keith snorted at him.

"Yea how? Doesn't feel like a lot when you've done most," Lance looked at him with guilt.

"Shiro hasn't talked to me, you've been a good friend actually, I haven't even felt alone after Shiro and i broke up, that night I was devastated," Keith shrugged as he drank some more water.

"Glad I'm not completely useless," Lance smiled at him and Keith grinned back.

Lance kept his smile as Keith grabbed another cookie happily as he was still hungry after throwing up dinner.

"So do you want me to drive you home?" Lance coughed awkwardly into his hand and Keith raised an eye brow.

"I mean your guardian or whoever your with is probably getting worried, it's almost ten," Lance said quickly after blushing a little.

"Um no, I live alone, but I don't live far, I'll walk, thanks for dinner though," Keith got down and Lance did as well but stumbled on his foot but grabbed Keith quickly for support. They stayed like that for a moment awkwardly but Lance burst out laughing a little as Keith laughed lightly at him shaking his head.

"Heh sorry man," Lance stood up rubbing the back of his neck and looked at Keiths indigo eyes.

"Whoa... I never really noticed how your eyes are purple," Lance breathed and Keith blushed softly.

"Yea my dad said I have my moms eyes..." Keith gulped looking away.

"They're nice," Lance grinned and Keith laughed half heartily not looking at him.

"I better go, don't need your dad walking in on us like this," Keith gulped but Lance pulled him back before he walked away.

"You don't have to be scared of him," Lance smiled and Keith crossed his arms.

"Like you?" Keith shot back but immediately wished he didn't.

"Yea, I guess," lances smile fell a little but not completely.

"But your a lot braver and stronger than me, so I know you don't have to be scared of him," he sighed taking a step back.

"Why are you so scared of your dad?" Keith pursed his lips.

"My dads more old school, he use to hurt Marco and Luis and I when we disobey or poor grades, my brothers tried to protect me since he never would touch the girls," Lance sighed confessing as he looked up not looking back at Keith.

"Not punching or that but he'd take off his belt to use it or roughly grab us," his voice started to shake a little.

"And just the car crash I guess, I missed a part of my life because I was in the hospital," he gulped and Keith frowned as he felt his heart race, either in rage to go beat John to a pulp or to take Lance away from here.

"Didn't you ever try to fight back?" Keith breathed as his voice cracked a little.

"I was to little to actually do damage, but first time I tried to was when he hurt my mom when he was drunk and angry, he pushed her back and I hit his back but he pushed me to the ground, Marco came up and punched him across the face," Lance smirked back and Keith nodded feeling a little relief that someone did something.

"Sorry-sorry, I shouldn't have told you all that, it was stupid, I didn't mean to burden you with all that and-" "Lance," Keith cut him off immediately.

"I'm not judging you for it, you said I was brave, your brave for getting through it," he smiled gently and Lance looked at him with wide eyes.

"Thanks I guess but I mean I don't know with him being back here I just don't feel like myself ever since-" Lance was cut off once again when Keith pressed his lips against his as he gripped his shoulders. Lance relaxed a little as he kissed back closing his eyes as his breathing evened out pulling Keith close by the waist.

Keith pulled back looking up at him innocently as Lance was awe struck at the boy while he kept Keith close.

"You talk to much," Keith whispered close to his lips and Lance filled the gap between them, desperate for Keiths lips once again, the taste, the feeling, maybe their relationship status wasn't exactly true but the way he's starting to feel for the boy, he knew that was real.

"Really? In the kitchen?" Veronica walked past them grabbing a beer bottle from the fridge and Luis was behind her.

"It's like ten, why are you drinking?!" Lance blushed brightly as Keith covered his face leaning against lances chest.

"Cause it's my big kid juice and I can't drink at garrisons," Veronica said flatly and Luis smirked.

"Sorry little brother, were we interrupting something?" Luis chuckled as Lance glared at him and grabbed Keiths butt with both hands staring his brother in the eyes as Veronica choked on her drink laughing at them.

"Aye, knock that off," Keith swatted his hand away and Lance laughed softly as they pulled away from each other but they all heard someone clearing their throat at the door way.

"What do you want John?" Veronica asked sipping on her drink with a glare. Mocking their father for how he couldn't drink.

"We have a cross in our home for a reason boy," John scoffed walking over as Lance pushed Keith behind him a little.

"I know? I respect God," Lance shot back.

"You dare speak his name as my own son lays with another man?" John snarled but Luis pushed his back a little.

"Watch it John," Luis said in a low tone.

"You have five kids John, you have grandkids, spare one kid to be who he wants," Veronica glared setting down her bottle.

"Not my son," John shot back.

"I'm not your son, your not my dad, fathers don't hurt their children," Lance pursed his lips.

"You should've died in that car crash like God wanted for you sinners," John snarled at him and Lance stopped. Veronica walked up to him and slapped him across the face with a glare.

"This isn't your home, so shut your mouth and leave us alone," Veronica grabbed his shirt tightly and shoved him back. John glared stumbling back but caught his footing.

"Come on Lance," Keith whispered as Lance had no emotion in his eyes but followed along when Keith pulled him away.

"Can I come with you?" Lance asked barely above a whisper as they went outside.

"Where?" Keith asked concerned. He sounded so small.

"Your place? I don't really want to go back in there," Lance gulped and Keith nodded. He grabbed lances keys from his hand and went to his car to drive as Lance didn't seem like he could at the moment.

Lance sat in passenger and stayed silent to whole time as Keith drove home. Only ten minutes later, felt like forever, he pulled up to his apartments and turned off the car.

"You wanna talk about it?" Keith asked as he pulled he keys out.

"I rather just go inside," Lance sighed and got out.

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Keith opened the door and they walked into his apartment and Lance looked around curiously at the cream walls with dark grey furniture as there was red pillows on the sides and a red blanket across the top. The floor boards where a dark oak as it switched to tile when Keith walked into the open kitchen as he made coffee for the next day.

"Tomorrow's Saturday so you can stay as long as you need too," Keith said softly as Lance had his hands in his pocket.

"Thanks..." Lance mumbled and Keith sighed turning away not knowing what to do. He was horrible at comforting people.

Suddenly he felt arms around him from behind and lances nose buried in the back of his hair and hot breath on his neck.

"W-what are you doing?" Keith sputtered as Lance was against him.

"I just really need a hug," Lance mumbled against him and Keith relaxed with a soft look as he turned to Lance.

"Well I don't think that's how you hug people, try this," Keith wrapped his arms around lances shoulders and pulled him close as Lance sighed relieved by affection that he desperately desired.

"I think the mullets starting to grow on me," Lance tangled his fingers in Keiths hair as he hugged him close and eyes closed.

"Good cause I'm not cutting it," Keith smiled softly as they stood in the kitchen in each others arms.