Klance fluff

The first touch part 2:

A/N: ok so I'm not gonna make this piece super long. Also, I'm extremely unhappy with how I planned this so I apologize because this is just really bad. I'm sorry.
Keiths POV
I walk up to lance's house and hesitate. I take a deep breath. Ok Keith. It's just lance. You can do this. Just keep the emotions hidden, it's not that hard. I tell myself. I take yet another breath, and knock on the door. His mom answers.
" hi honey, are you here to see lance?" She asks. "He's been expecting a couple people."
" uh, yes ma'am, I am." I say. She smiles.
" call me mrs Serrano. Lance is in his room, I'll call him down." She tells me.
" ok, thank you very much." I reply. I lean against the railing outside.
" oh my!" She says, I look up. " where are my manners? Come in, come in!" She ushers me inside.
" thank you." I say.
" LANCE! SOMEONE IS HERE TO SEE YOU!" She yells.
"COMING!" He yells back. Soon enough I hear footsteps coming from the stairs.
Lance's POV
I round the corner, and see Keith standing there. He's wearing tight black jeans and a black shirt that hugs his body. He had a black leather jacket on as well. He looks hot. How dare he show up at my house, my territory, look that good! I'm sure my face turns red. How could it not, when you have someone like Keith in front of you. Did I mention he looked hot? Because he does.
" hey." I say.
" hi. Is pidge here yet?" He asks. Of course. Pidge. Of course he wants her to be here. He hates me, he wouldn't want to be alone with me.
" uh no, not yet." I say, looking down.
" oh ok. That's fine. You wanna get started or wait for her?" He asks. I could show him around my room.
" no let's wait. I wanna show you my room." I say.

Keiths POV
I'm sitting with pidge and lance on lance's couch discussing the different types of approaches they could use for this project.
" I don't know, I think sophisticated and serious is best, lance." Pidge said.
" no, pidge. Just no. Look, if we wanna be noticeable you gotta go for the funny technique. Otherwise you blend in with all the other reports, and we don't want that to happen." Lance reasoned.
" can we just start working on it? I'm with pidge on this one, I don't think the teacher would appreciate us joking on a school project, lance." I say.
" of course you don't, mullet. You don't like me, why would you like my idea?" He asks. I scoff. "Whatever, lets start by getting the text together" lance adds.
" I've got that done already." Pidge notes.
" uh- the materials?" He asks.
" got em." I say.
" oh perfect." He adds.
" and you're going to organize the poster right?" Pidge says.
" oh yeah... about that" lance starts, rubbing the back of his neck.
" oh great, he can't organize can he?" I say, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms.
" it's not like you'd be any better mullet!" He says back.
" you wanna bet?" I get to work, organizing the cut-outs of text we have, and pictures and captions of important events that happened. By the time I'm done, the poster looks great. Lance scoffs and folds his arms.
" ok so you're pretty good at that. Doesn't mean I can't do it." And he, get this- he takes mine apart so he can try his method. He tries putting pictures on one side, captions and text on another.
" how do we know which caption goes with which picture?" Pidge asks. Lance grunts and restarts. This time, he tries putting pictures and captions together, but doesn't have enough room for the cut-outs. Pidge stifles a laugh.
" are you sure you can organize things, lance?" I ask, smirking. He jerks his head up to face me, and he looks pretty mad.
" you mister, are irritating me." He says.
" I know, I try." I reply.  He scoffs.
" You're so annoying! You know," he places his finger in the middle of my chest. " maybe if you just-" my eyes widen, not believing what I'm seeing. The dot, the dot, is blooming with color.
Lance Serrano is my soulmate?!

It's like- midnight right now and I'm tired and this sucks but- I'm sorry. I feel stressed to get this out to you guys, and I may change stuff( probably not). But anyway here it is. I apologize for the reallyyyy poor plot and stuff. Tbh my heart wasn't in this, and I think I was so stressed it became more of a chore to do so I think I'm going to take a break from this and come back to it, so I can really try and give you guys my best ( even though that's not much). I hope it kind of met your standards even though this is possibly the worst and shortest thing I've ever written. I'm going to try to find something else to write, and hopefully that'll be out soon... love ya, and thanks for supporting me guys. It means the world.
~ Mo ( love that nickname lol, thanks to CDrawwzz  for suggesting to do a favorite nickname!)