From Loss to Love

Who's the Boss?

James: And my new boss is making me work the help desk, so anyone who comes in is gonna see them

Keith❤: haha I like them

James: They're EVIL

Small, but EVIL

Like a gremlin

Keith❤: I'm sure they're not THAT bad

James: she is

Snapped at my boss for calling her Katie, said call her Pidge

Keith❤: idgjhffgk

James: Keith?  You good?

Keith❤: PIDGE? eihwfrf

James: Yeah

You good?

Keith❤: James stop texting your boyfriend we r trying to watch a movie

And Pidge is that tech genius friend

So Kinkade had stolen his phone

James: what

Keith❤: U r an idiot sometimes fub3rk

idk what Keith sees in u

He already put hearts next 2 your name

Keith, Lance, Hunk, Pidge, Shiro all 1 friends group ehwjhrhghfjhdgk

Pidge is the smart one who hacks

Hunk's a chef and super nice

U know the others

James: Ok, got it

Now give Keith his phone back

Keith❤: no 

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So him and Keith were fighting for the phone again

Keith❤: Got it

but yeah

That's our Pidge

ima tell her I did it

James: Keith plz no

I stared at the screen, silently willing it to show a new message

Keith❤: 2 late, already done

James: fuck u

Keith❤: not yet, I still want my date

"So, Keith?" Someone said behind me, and I nearly jumped, and almost dropped my phone. "Wh-what?" I stuttered, face heating up. "The hickeys. those are from Keith?" Pidge said, pointing to them. Fuck, he had really told her. "Uh, yeah. Is that a problem?" I said, raising an eyebrow. She shook her head. "Nope. About time he got back out there. So, was it a one-night stand or something serious?" "Um, we didn't fuck, if that's what you're asking." I said nervously. I knew that Keith's friends were really protective, and I didn't want her to get the wrong idea. Her phone buzzed and she sighed. "Well, look who's calling." And showed me the screen. It had a picture of Keith smiling, and the name "Gay Disaster 2". She answered the call. "Hello."

Pidge POV

So Keith and my new worker were fucking, Interesting. Time to find out what his intentions are. I'm about to ask another question when Keith decides to call. "Hello." I answer. "Pidge, don't try and grill James." "Why the fuck do you think I'd do that?" I could practically hear him rolling his eyes. "It's you Pidge." "Okay, so maybe I am. What's the problem with that? I'm just looking out for you." "But I don't need you too! James is really sweet, and he already knows you guys are super protective." I glanced at James, who was staring at his phone screen, where he kept getting messages.