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POP (klance)

^based off this comic^


Keith was watching Lance dance around the training room, singing off key to Beyoncé. He watched as the blue paladin basically flowed across the floor and felt his eyes dragged to Lance's hips. How did he do it? It had to some kind of magic that allowed him to move like that, right?

There was a faint 'pop' as Lance completed another perfect spin. Searching for the source of the noise, Keith noticed a little red heart bobbing just above his head. Snatching it out of the air, he began to examine it. The heart seemed to pulse slightly and let off a faint red light that reminded him of when cartoon characters would be shown blushing.

Deep in his examination of the heart, Keith didn't notice the music stop until Lance was right behind him.

"Hey buddy, I'm going to grab a milkshake. You want me to grab you one too?"

Shoving the heart into his jacket, Keith found himself staring into two pools of royal blue.

"Wot? No! Yes! Nothing..."

"Whatever you say man."

And with that Lance turned and headed towards the door, leaving Keith's eyes to follow him out, his hands clutched around the little red heart.

The red paladin felt a rare smile grace his face as he watched the hot-he added sharp shooter leave. And before he had time to react there was a soft 'plink' of another heart coming into existence.

Fuck. He was a gay disaster.

Over the next week, Keith found himself smuggling more and more of the little hearts back to his room and out of the other's sight as he fell further for the boy from Cuba street. This was getting to be ridiculous, that morning he had been walking around the castle by himself when Lance's dorky smile popped into his head. And just like that another red heart appeared and proceeded to bounce down the stairs he had just climbed up.

More often than not, Keith would find himself sneaking around the castle, arms full of the little red curses, looking for a safe time to sneak them into an airlock. He found himself constantly thinking of Lance, struggling with his work as a paladin and getting in all sorts of trouble with Shiro.

Keith was convinced Pidge knew what was up. They kept sending him looks whenever they passed each other or were paired up for missions. Out of everyone on the ship, Pidge would be the most likely to be spying on him, so he wouldn't be surprised if the green paladin already knew everything.

The hearts were everywhere: his room, his lion, under the table, behind his back, in his hair, or just generally around. He couldn't sleep at night because his bedroom ceiling was covered in the small glowing shapes, bathing his room in a soft pink. So he didn't bother. Instead he thought about Lance. Lance's smile, the way he laughed, the fact that he flirted with everyone, his messy hair, the way his jacket hung just right, and how his hips moved when he danced. Oh god, his hips. That's how he got into this mess, Keith reminds himself as he bats at one of the hearts that's just appeared by his head.

Finally Keith gives up. He give up halfway to moving the hearts collecting in his room to the airlock to be sucked away be the void of space. He gives up and flops over onto the small mountain of hearts, burrowing his head into their pulsing glow.

He's on the verge of sleep when he hears a faint cough from in front of him. Not caring, Keith looks up and once again finds himself swimming in blue eyes. Lance looks down at Keith with a soft look of confusion before carefully reaching inside his jacket to produce a small blue heart. It was pulsing erratically in time with what Keith assumed was Lance's heartbeat.

Quietly Lance offers the blue heart out to Keith, a smile gracing his face.

Keith gingerly accepts the heart, feeling a matching smile begin to grow on his face. Then, before he can open his mouth to question the boy in front of him Lance opens hi jacket and both of them watch as a shower of little blue hearts fall to the ground to form a softly glowing pile around the blue paladin's feet.

When the others locate them later, they are found curled together, fast asleep with smiles covering their faces. And surrounding them is a pile of gently glowing purple hearts. 



Hope you enjoyed

-AnnatheKitten

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