Klance - One Shots

Unexpected

Rating: No warnings

Summary: Keith want Lance to take his stuff back. (Collage Au)

Word count: 1.521

Edited: 28th of June.

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"Lance! Open the fucking door I swear to god!"

Said Cuban boy shakes his head a little as he gets up to let his boyfriend into his apartment.

Why Keith didn't have a key yet is a mystery even to Lance himself.

He opens the door to see a very grumpy black haired beauty waiting on the other side.

He gives him a quick look over and takes mark of the boys outfit.

He's wearing a plain black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Nothing special but Lance doesn't really care, cuz he'll still find some way to compliment the man on his choice of clothes.

For example:

A casually dressed Keith is a very cute Keith.

But once he lays his eyes on the shorter mans face, his own drops when he sees the grumpy look.

"Hey babe. Wasn't expecting you so early. Not that I'm complaining." He says with a big smile and moves to let Keith enter the small apartment.

Keith does not, to Lances displeasure, return the jester and instead storms straight to the kitchen, swinging the bag he brought with him around like he's really annoyed with it.

Lance follows close behind, not liking the mood surrounding his boyfriend. He watches as Keith pops open the fridge, takes out a soda can and then jumps up on the counter next to the fridge.

Keith takes a big swing of the drink and gives away a loud sigh, setting the drink down next to him. "I'm so fucking tierd man."

"Yeah I would to if I had morning classes on a monday." Lance laughs as he walks closer to Keith. He settles between the boys legs and wraps his arms around his waist. Huging his tiny boyfriend.

"Can you stop shoving it in my face please?" He let's out a little chuckle as he lays his head down on his lovers shoulder. "I know I'm an idiot for picking early classes. Don't need to remind me."

"Well you are an idiot and I will just have to be the one who takes responsibility and remind you of it." He says with a big smile.

"Shut up please."

Lance laughs as he moves away to settle against the other side of the kitchen.

"What's up man? You look grumpy."

Keith scoffs and roles his eyes. "Wow. You should compliment me more often. Really sets the mood."

A hand runs through dark brown locks as Lance looks at the blue eyes infront of him. "Yeah yeah setting the mood isn't that big of a problem for me. We both know that." He gives a small wink after his words.

Blush covers those pale cheeks and Keith moves to comment but Lance beats him to it.

"Now are you gonna tell me what's wrong or am I gonna have to shake it out of you?"