Keith opened his eyes quickly, blushing dark. "I-I-"
Lance smiled at him. "Hmm... Do you need time, hun? I can wait for you to say it~"
Keith bit his lip and nodded a little. "I-I'm sorry..."
Lance frowned then smiled again and said, "It's completely fine. Now I just have to try my hardest to make you fall in love with me!!"
Keith chuckled softly. "You're amazing..."
Lance smiled a little. "Is there a but?"
Keith shook his head. "No, I can't describe you any other way yet..."
Lances smile dropped a little. "Okay. Thats fine." He smirked at him. " Im glad you think I'm amazing!"
Keith looked down, feeling guilty.
Lance moved his chin so their lips were almost touching. "Don't feel bad. It's not your fault you don't love me yet. " He pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. "It's my fault I fell in love first~"
Keith giggled quietly, blushing. "That's so cheesy..."
Lance grinned. "Only for you~"
Keith laughed this time. "Shut up."
Lance hugged him and whispered in his ear, "No thank you~"
Keith hummed happily.
Lance pulled back and kissed his nose. He smiled thoughtfully. "I hope I can make you love me. Maybe I can make you fall hopelessly in love with me and you'll have to meet my mom and my dad-" Lance wrinkled his nose. "Wait, nevermind. My dad is weird as hell. He'd probably ask you what you had been smoking to date me."
Keith smiled, a soft blush on his cheeks. "I might fall quicker than you think..."
Lances eyes widened and he touched Keith's cheek. "I certainly hope so. I'm not patient at all~" He smiled crookedly.
Keith chuckled. "I can tell..."
Lance huffed dramatically and then pulled out of Keith slowly. He then rolled to the side and snuggled his head into Keiths shoulderblade.
Keith smiled. "You're adorable."
Lance flushed and snuggled in deeper. "Mmm..."
Keith chuckled again. "That kinda tickles..."
Lances eyes snapped open and he grinned fiendishly. "Ooooo~" He started moving his hands on Keiths sides, trying to tickle him.
Keith yelped, pushing his hands. "St-Stop!"
Lance giggled uncontrollably and tried again, this time under his arms.
Keith tried to contain his laughter, closing his eyes. "Please!"
Lance smiled and stopped,  giggling uncontrollably.  He fell back on the bed. "Hehe hehe! Why are ticklish people so funny? It's a good thing I'm not ticklish... "
Keith frowned slightly. "Shush..."
Lance smiled wide at him, unrestained and happy. "No. Don't wanna~"
Keith rolled his eyes dramatically.
Lance wiggled his ass a little and bared his teeth. "Grrr~" He growled and jumped on top of Keith, landing on his chest,  his legs straddling him.
Keith blushed and made a confused face. "W-What was that?"
Lance grinned. "I'm your dog~"
Keith blushed more. "Huh?"
Lance giggled. "Never mind.  You'll figure it out eventually. "
Keith made a confused face.
Lance waved a dismissive hand. "Never mind, alright. Im half crazy from after-sex hormones. "
Keith blinked and shrugged, sitting up and stretching.
Lance got off of him, laid back, and closed his eyes.
Keith hummed happily before gasping quietly. "Shit! What time is it?"
Lance peeked an eye open and frowned. "Morning? "
Keith rolled his eyes and looked at the clock on the bedside table. "Fuuuck-"
Lance looked up at him. "What? Is Shiro really that strict? "
"No, but now I have to do the laundry tonight. Ugh..." Keith flopped back onto the bed. "And dishes if he's feeling extra cruel..."
Lance giggled. "What about I come help cover the shift? Maybe he'll let you off easy. "
Keith huffed. "...Maybe..."
Lance smiled and hugged him. "Let me do it. I'll help you out, 'kay? "
Keith chuckled. "Alright..."
Lance hugged him tighter. "Let's get dressed and go. "
"Shouldn't we clean up first?" Keith asked.
Lance looked down at himself and flushed. "Yeah. I guess. "
Keith giggled quietly. "Your fault. I didn't intend on making a mess." He smirked with another soft giggle.
Lance huffed and nodded. "Then let's go shower. "
Keith raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Together~?"
Lance nodded. "How else~"
Keith chuckled and sat up and sighed dramatically. "If we must... "
Lance frowned. "Do you not want to?"
Keith looked at Lance and stood up. "I'm sure I can deal with it." He said sarcastically and laughed.
Lance snickered and sat there. Then he looked up at Keith with a half smile. "I'mma need a chair, hun. "
Keith nodded. "Oh, yeah. They keep some shower seats in the bathroom closet." He smiled. "That was my idea, actually." He chuckled.
Lance cocked his head. "And how'd you think that up? "
"A lot of people who come to this bar are basically falling apart. Or they're too hungover to stand. I just thought it'd be a nice touch." He smiled at him.
Lance looked at him like he was thinking. Then he nodded with a smile. "Considerate of you. They certainly don't have that anywhere else in this city. "
"Yeah well, most of the people who come to this bar are regulars, so Matt's family is always looking for a way to improve the environment... "
As Keith spoke, Lance scooted over to the wall and put a hand on it, balancing his body as he stood on his one leg. He looked at Keith. "That's really cool! I'm glad Matt takes his customers opinions into his plans. " He started hopping over to the door.
Keith stood up quickly and rushed to help Lance balance. "You know you're allowed to ask for help, right?"
Lance shrugged away. "I'm fine. I don't need help. I handle it well enough at home. "
Keith stared at him. "What if I want to help you?"
Lance huffed. He was starting to get upset. "I don't need it. I'm not broken. I can do it myself! "
Keith looked down and nodded, taking a step back. "Be careful."
Lance stared at him for a moment, then nodded. He said quietly, "Thank you... " and continued towards the bathroom.
Keith stood where he was until Lance got to the door and he followed him in.
Lance sat down on the edge of the tub and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry I snapped. I didn't mean to get upset. Im sorry. "
"It's fine, I understand." Keith smiled softly and opened the bathroom closet to get the shower chair.
Lance took a deep breath to control his building anxiety. He looked at the shower and then at Keith. "Are you sure you want to do this...? Get in together? "
Keith raised an eyebrow. "Yeah...Why?"
Lance looked at the white tiles on the floor. "Because this... This is something you do with a lover. Someone you.... Care about. And... " He looked up at Keith. "I think... I think I stole your first time. " He took a shaky breath. "If you didn't love me... Why did you have sex with me?" He stared at him.
"Why did you let me be your first? "