Keith blushed. "Jeez, I haven't even proposed yet..."
Lance laughed and wiped his eyes with the heels of his hands. "When that happens, I'll be the happiest person in the UNIVERSE. "
Keith blushed darker when he realized they were saying 'when' and not 'if'. "Oh..."
Lance looked up at him with his hand on one eye, wiping it. "What's wrong? You seem upset. "
"I'm not! Promise."
Lance nodded and looked at his hands. "We're still in the shower. We should probably get out before my skin prunes up... " He reached up past Keith and turned off the water.
Keith chuckled softly and nodded. "Uhm...Want any help or...?"
Lance looked at him, then at his own body. He frowned. "I... Ill let you help me. T-thank you. "
Keith smiled and pulled Lance up, helping him balance.
Lance gripped Keith for support and balanced on his good leg.
Keith stepped out of the tub and lifted Lance up and out with a kiss to his cheek.
Lance smiled and started hopping to the bedroom, holding onto the wall.
Keith let him do it himself, walking behind him in case he fell.
Lance came around and sat on the bed next to his leg. He grabbed his pants and shirt and boxers from where they were. He then put on the boxers and started strapping the leg on very efficiently.
Keith grabbed his clothes and got dressed quickly, crawling onto the bed and sitting behind Lance, kissing the nape of his neck softly.
Lance smiled and reached back to ruffle Keiths hair. He went back to strapping the leg on. He grimace slightly when it was tightened, but kept it tight.
Keith kissed his shoulder. "I'll make that new leg for you as quickly as possible, love... "
Lance nodded and finished strapping it. He turned his head to look at Keith. He reached up to cup his cheek gently and leaned in for a chaste kiss on the lips. "Thank you, hun... "
Keith smiled. "Don't mention it." He kissed Lance again, slow and sweet.
Lance kissed back, his eyes closing briefly. Then he pulled back. "Let's get down to the Junk Shop or Shiro is gonna bust a nut. "
Keith laughed. "Fine, fine. Let's go."
Lance laughed with him and stood carefully on his two legs. He walked slowly around the room once to get used to the distribution of weight, then gave Keith a thumbs up. "All set. "
He had a slight limp like always, but it was a bit worse from the discomfort of the small leg.
Keith stood up. "Alright. You go ahead. I'm gonna make sure neither of us dropped anything and I'll be right there, okay?"
Lance nodded and limped to the door. "I'll go pay Matt for our drinks and tell him bye. See you downstairs. " He walked down the stairs slowly but steadily, closing the door behind him.
Keith smiled and looked around the room, checking the bathroom and turning off the lights before nodding and walking downstairs.
Lance had paid Matt for their drinks and apologized profusely for his actions. Matt and him were laughing a little about him flirting with him and then falling on his ass, as this was the first time  Lance had heard what had happened down here and Matt was a jokester like always.
Keith smiled and walked up behind Lance, wrapping his arms around his waist. "Hi~" He chuckled.
Lance smiled wide and hugged him as best he could. "Hey. Say hi, Matt. My boo's finally here. "
Keith chuckled and Matt raised an eyebrow. "Your boo, hunh? You guys already seem pretty close..." He chuckled softly.
Lance flushed and nodded. "Well, yeah. Being drunk together does things to the brain, amiright? "
Keith frowned. "I don't think any of the 'closeness' happened while we were drunk." He laughed and Matt started giggling behind his hand.
Lance huffed and turned to tweak Keiths nose. "Hungover, drunk, same difference, asshole. "
Keith laughed. "Those are not the same thing."
Lance huffed. "Whatever. Matt agrees with me, right, bestie? "
Matt shrugged. "They're technically not the same thing, Lance..."
Lance fell to his knees and gasped dramatically while clutching his chest. "I have been betrayed! How dare you, Matt! My buddy! My homie! My homedog!  My fren! "
Matt chuckled. "Sorry dude." Keith rolled his eyes, pulling Lance up. "Drama queen... "
Lance huffed again. "Youre just underdramatic, Keefy. Im normal. " He crossed his arms. "Bye, traitor. "
Keith laughed. "Bye Matt!" He started pulling Lance toward the door.
Matt waved. "Bye! Have fun, you two!"
Lance waved like a prom queen and let Keith drag him away. "We sure will. "