[Pt. 3 of klance baseball au]

"Why did you choose this place over the other coffee shop?" Lance asked Keith. It was a Saturday, the end of the week. Keith had replanned their date so that he would pick Lance up himself so that Lance had no way to get lost.

Now they were at Slauv's, sitting with two drinks between them. "I get discounts cause I work here." Keith said.

" Ohh. " Lance said. "That makes sense. My friend Hunk works at the other café so I think I automatically wanted to go there."

Keith chuckled. "That's okay." Then his smile turned into a frown. "And ya know, you don't have to do this if you don't want to."

" Do what? "

Keith shrugged, not meeting Lance's eyes. "Go on a date with me. You say you owe me for never texting me over summer but to be honest, it's worse for me if this is all for show. So if you wanna just leave, please just go. I understand."

Lance scanned Keith's face. His eyes were downcast and cold but his cheeks were pink and his hair looked soft. Sure, Lance had promised the date on a whim but he was definitely growing feelings for Keith. The entire week he had the boy on his mind, he had even been excited for the date.

Lance leaned back in his chair and smiled. "Nah, I think I'll stay." He smirked. At Keith's curious glance he couldn't help but wink.

Keith's cheeks turned redder. "O-okay. Great." He rubbed his sweaty palms on his jeans. " So tell me about yourself. "

Lance shrugged. "I'm bisexual, competitive, handsome, perfect, aka the man of your dreams." He winked.

Keith deadpanned. "Of course you are." He shook his head but was blushing inside. Technically, Lance was the man of his dreams. Nothing he could do about that.

"I'm joking." Lance chuckled, leaning forward. "I like space, the color blue, the beach, and garlic knots. I love sports too, and baseball is my favorite thing ever. I'm a proud Beyonce, Shakira, and Rihanna stan. I'm Cuban, bilingual, and I have a really large family. My dad doesn't accept me liking men but I don't really care. I love him anyways. And I guess to be honest you're starting to grow on me Keith."

Keith smiled at that last part. "Cute." He said. He blushed, the word had just slipped out.

Lance grinned. "I know right, I'm the cutest."

Keith deadpanned again. "You forgot cocky in your description."

Lance laughed. " What about you? "

"Ok. Uh, I like space too, and baseball. I like the colors red and black, and I really enjoy grilled cheese even though I'm lactose intolerant. I have a dog back home. I'm good at math and I really enjoy highways at night. I used to entertain the fact that I could be an arsonist when I was younger. My mom is asian, and my dad is a cowboy you could say. You remember Shiro right?"

"Yeah of course I do! I'm pretty sure I had the hots for him back in middle school. And now I'm considering dating his little bro. Isn't that funny?"

" Considering... " Keith frowned. "Yeah it's funny. Wanna play twenty questions?"

" Sure. I'll go first. Are you gay? "

Keith nodded. Lance laughed. "I figured."

" Why did you hate me so much in elementary and middle school? " Keith asked.

"Hah, man I didn't hate you. I think I envied you for a long time cause you were really cool. But I didn't hate you. I just had a weird feeling that I had to beat you in everything. Like I said I'm competitive. But to be honest, I never even knew you're name until I left for high school."

" Same. " Keith said. "But I always believed you hated me. That's why it felt so weird to see you at the game."

" Yeah, but it was cool too. "

"Yeah."

" My turn to ask now. Do you prefer the city or countryside? "

"Countryside." Keith said. "The city can be overwhelming sometimes."

"Yeah but the countryside is too quiet. I'd feel so alone." Lance said.

"I'd go with you." Keith said. Lance blinked at him and he sputtered. " I-i mean like so you don't feel so alone! "

Lance smiled. "Thanks. You're cute when you're flustered."

Keith frowned. "Drink your coffee, it's gonna get cold."

Lance sipped his drink, and laughed. "So will yours."

Keith raised an eyebrow. "I got iced coffee Lance. It's already cold."

Lance's blush made Keith laugh. Lance went silent, Keith's laugh was heart wrenching. It was cute. It bubbled out of him, and was high pitched, like a giggle. He held his stomach when he laughed and his smile was gorgeous. Lance's heart fluttered.

"But I'll drink it anyways." Keith said when he finally stopped laughing. The whipped cream dotted his nose. Lance smiled.

" Come here. " he said, leaning across the table. He took a napkin and wiped the whipped cream off Keith's nose. They were so close, and the heat and intimacy of the small action made both their hearts race. Lance sat back down.

"Whose turns is it now? For questions?" Keith asked, clearing his throat. 

" Yours. " Lance said, going back to drinking his coffee.

"Alright." Keith started. " Other than sports and stuff, what's you're favorite hobby? "

Lance laughed and blushed again. "Okay don't bully me...but I like to sing. With my guitar."

Keith's eyebrows shot up. "You sing? And play the guitar?"

" Yeah, man. My mama says I'm good but ya know, she's my mama. "

Keith smiled. God, Lance was perfect. "Can I hear?"

Lance scratched his neck. "Ehhh, I mean I'm kinda shy."

"I won't make fun of you I swear. I'd love to hear. "

Lance saw the genuine kindness and promise in Keith's eyes. Sure, the guy was sarcastic and dry most of the time, but he was actually really sweet. Lance's heart did the butterfly thing again. "Yeah. Yeah, okay. Come on, let's go to my dorm."

...

"This is nice." Keith said, entering Lance's dorm. The room was split, and it was small. The side he assumed was Lance's had pictures of Lance's multitude of friends, pictures of his family, anime posters, constellation posters, and maps. His glass desk had star wars merch, more pictures of his family, a laptop and homework. It was messy, with his clothes and food wrappers all over the place. His bed looked comfortable though. Keith sat down.

"Thanks." Lance said, quickly shoving clothes and trash under his bed. " I forgot to clean up, sorry. "

"It's alright." Keith said. As Lance looked around in the double doored closet he shared with his roommate for his guitar, Keith let the soft coffee and sea foam smell of Lance's sheets envelope him. God, he thought, Lance would be the death of him.

Finally, Lance returned with a plain guitar. Keith assumed he had had it for a while, but it looked brand new. Lance took good care of it.

"Alright." Lance said, sitting criss cross applesauce in front of Keith's feet. " I'm not sure what to sing, heh. " he said. He looked squeamish and shy. Keith smiled. Lance wasn't so confident now, was he?

"Just sing whatever." Keith said. " It doesn't matter to me. "

Lance smiled. " ' kay. " he said. "I'm gonna prob sing in Spanish then. That's what I always sang for mama and my siblings."

Keith's heart melted. Lance was so adorable and happy when he talked about his family. Keith wanted to meet them.

The first stroke of the guitar was soft and abrupt. Keith leaned forward. The tune started slow and sweet. Then Lance sang. His voice was smooth like water. It was sweet like caramel, like the caramel color of Lance's skin. Lance looked up at Keith as he played, singing. Keith was lost in those deep oceans Lance called eyes. Their faces were so close and Lance's freckles were so cute. He looked so sweet and innocent and happy when he was playing. And his voice was like an angel's. He was perfect.

The song came to an end and Keith exhaled. He realized he hadn't been breathing the entire time. He couldn't take his eyes off Lance. He was mesmerized.

"Sorry if I messed up." Lance said. " It's been a while. " he said sheepishly. "Mama always said I got too nervous when I sang and-"

"Stop." Keith said, his hands on Lance's cheeks. " You were perfect. You are perfect. Thank you. You're beautiful. "

Lance stared into Keith's eyes. "N-no one's ever told me that."

Keith frowned. "Well someone should've, cause it's true. You're so gorgeous and you sing like an angel."

Lance couldn't help it. Keith was so nice. And he was so handsome, with his hair in his eyes like that, and his breathe was so warm...

He leaned forward and kissed him. Keith was definitely surprised. He hesitated for a second before kissing back. His hands found themselves falling from Lance's cheeks, and his eyes closed. Lance's lips were soft, innocently meeting Keith's chapped ones. Lance's hands ran through Keith's hair, and Keith smiled into the kiss.

They pulled away at that. "I-" Keith started.

"Thank you." Lance said. " For everything. But I have a question now. "

Keith was still craving Lance's lips but he nodded. "What is it?"

" Will you be my boyfriend? " Lance asked. "I'd like to see where this could go."

Keith's grin was the most beautiful thing Lance had ever seen. His eyes squeezed shut and he started laughing. The adorable, bubbly, laugh. He nodded. "Yes."

Lance pulled Keith close, putting the smaller boy in his lap. "I'm sorry for making you wait so long."

Keith caressed Lance's cheek. "It was worth it." He kissed him again. " Just don't leave me alright? "

Lance's face turned soft. "I promise you mullet, I won't leave your side."

Keith smiled again. He fell into Lance's arms and exhaled heavily. "You have no idea how bad I've wanted to hear those words."

Lance kissed Keith's forehead. "You'll be hearing them a lot."

Keith smiled. "This is gonna sound cheesy ,but me and Shiro always did them..."

" Yeah? "

Keith held up his pinky, small compared to Lance's. "Pinky promise?"

Lance's heart melted. "Pinky promise." They locked hands.

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