• t r a p p e d • ~ klance fic ~

•trapped• part VI

"According to you it does."

"What are you talking about?"

"You said you, you know, like, loved me or something." His voice got so quiet at the end that I could barely hear the words, but I knew what he was talking about now.

"Look, I didn't mean it, I just said it in the moment."

"So you didn't mean it?"

"Of course not!" I lied, and I hated lying, especially to Keith. "Why would you think I loved you?"

He opened his mouth to speak then shut it immediately after and tried to collect his thoughts to no avail.

"See?" I said. "It's completely ridiculous."

"Yeah, you're right or whatever."

"So why did you kiss me?"

"Would you shut up now?"

"No way! That was my first kiss in space I wanna talk about it!"

"One, you're a dork. Two, forget it happened, it didn't mean anything I just did it 'in the moment' as you put it."

"Keith, come onnnnn, stop being such a drag."

"Stop being so embarrassing!" his face was painted a rich carmine as he turn his head away, his thick bangs bouncing as he did so.

"Fine, we can drop it."

A long, awkward pause hung in the air.

"Hey Keith, come here," I gestured to my lap, or in between my legs, but not like in a weird way.

He scoot over so his back was on my chest and my legs were on the outside edge of his. I ran my hands through his mullet. Oh quiznack, it was so soft I think it was made of angel feathers or something.

"What are you doing?" he looked up at me, annoying.

"You're so short," I said in-between snickers. "But hold still, you'll see."

I parted his hair into a few sections and began crossing them over each other. I didn't have a rubber band so I used a lock of his hair and wrapped it around to keep it in place.

"Tah-dahhh! It's done, look in the reflection of my helmet or something."

There was a pretty, French braid down the middle of his hair and because of this, his hair was our of his face and it looked a little longer than usual.

"L-Lance! This looks dumb!" he was most definitely blushing.

"Oh come on, it's so cute."

He reached for the back of his head to undo it.

"Wait no! Pleaseeeee, it's so cute."

"I'm not cute though, nor do I have any interest in being cute either."

Too bad, baby. You're just about as cute as they come.

"Please, just until the team gets to us again?"

"Fine, whatever, you better not tease me for it, though."

"Oh look, you actually have a forehead!"

"I just told you not to tease me!"

"I didn't make any promises!"

"So what now?"

"Wait, Keith! Do you have your phone from Earth?"

"What? I think I have it on me, but there's no service out here in space, why do you need it?"

"Photo gallery. Social media accounts. Music. Dude, let's trade phones and, like, find out more about each other!"