"I don't hate you. I could never hate you. That's the problem."

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Hi all!!! Hope everyone is doing well and just wanted to do a quick one shot! Have a wonderful week!

"I don't hate you. I could never hate you. That's the problem." Pidge states softly, eyes downcast.

Keith stares, he can't help it. Fuck! He knows he's being an asshole. He is angry and frustrated. Conversely he also knows he trusts Pidge with his very life. Translated, he knows he's been acting stupid all night. He sighs. "Fuck Katie, maybe you should."

He closing his eyes, he continues, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being a jerk and if I'm being honest it's because I'm tired-no I'm lying-wait!" He lunges, quickly closing his hand around her arm as she turns to leave.

He pulls her back, pulling her body into his. "Dammit Katie, stop." He hugs her from behind, and whispers in her ear, "I came home and you weren't there with the group because you were out. So I may have been...annoyed. And then we get here and you are dancing with that asshole!! His hand was on your...um, and you were smiling at him."

Pidge turns, trying frown and pull away she starts, "I was just dancing Keith. Dancing! That's it. I had these plans made long before you sent your message about visiting. I don't bail so I couldn't just cancel which is why I told the team to bring you here. Then you all get here and you have this attitude. Then you ignore me and talk to every one else but me! What the hell do you want from me!?!"

As she ends this statement her voice gets louder until she slams her open palm against his chest. "What the hell is going on?!?"

Keith looks at her, hair curled, face made up and in a outfit that showcases nicely how grown up she is. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Katie, I'm just...you were supposed..."

At this point Lance yells, "Pidgey!!! What he is trying to say is he-IS-JEALOUS!!!"

Both freeze at Lances words with Pidge's eyes snapping to Keith's. "Huh?"

Meanwhile Keith's heart is accelerating, his palms are sweaty and he thinks he might just die of embarrassment. Finally he yanks on her arm, pulling her close again and lands his lips on hers. He kisses her and when they finally come up for air, he presses his forehead against hers and says softly, "I'm not saying Lance is right...but he isn't wrong for once."

BTW today is my bday 🎉

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