~Third Person P.O.V~
The group had split up, Mr. Kogane, Shiro, Marco, and Luis going to go check out the different stores the pier had to offer. Krolia, Keith, and Lance all wanted to just walk along the boardwalk.
Lance was currently ahead of their small cluster, Keith admiring from behind, loving the way his hair tossed and turned in the breeze. Not that he would ever admit that.
Krolia, on the other hand, was taking mental notes on how everything was unfolding. The woman is a doctor, she's had all sorts of patients come in with hundreds of different diagnoses being handed out. She could tell now, by how close the two seemed- even after barely knowing each other...they were soulmates.
And she shipped them.
Maybe just a little too much.
"So," She started, catching Keith's attention. "When did the whole, 'You and Lance cuddling in bed' become a thing?" He nearly choked on air at her question.
It had seemed to slip his mind that she had somehow figured it out. And it scared him on what she was going to do with this piece of information.
"And before you try to deny or ask me how I know need I remind you- I'm your mother, Keith. I know everything, including when you're lying." She warned, putting her 'Mom' face on for emphasis.
"So, out with it. I want to know." Krolia demanded, keeping her voice light and trying her hardest not to fangirl.
Keith sighed, shaking his head. "I don't know after we both fell asleep in the car it just- happened again last night."
"It's the first time in a long time, that I actually got a decent night's rest," Keith explained, he was still a bit confused about why it was Lance who seemed to be the help- but he wouldn't question it...yet.
He turned his head, locking eye with his mother's understanding ones. She nodded, not needing to hear anymore- this only confirmed her hypothesis even more.
She was determined to make sure the two boys were together or at least close to it, by the end of this week.
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They were all currently sitting at Pier Market, a seafood restaurant right next to Fisherman's Wharf. (Actual place, I've been there and the food is 10/10 delicious!)
Krolia and Mr. Kogane had chosen a table outside on the second level, it was beginning to darken outside- but no one minded. It looked beautiful here, at this time of day. Everybody was scanning through the menu, the McClain's holding up a conversation about how pricey the food is in Spanish.
"¡Maldita sea! ¡Dieciocho dólares por unos malditos calamares!" Lance exclaimed this sudden outburst scared the Kogane's slightly. 'Holy crap! Eighteen dollars for some god damn calamari!'
His brother, on the other hand, was already flipping through the pages of their menu's, and sure enough, there it was: Calamari $18.95
"Damn who are they serving here? The fucking president- why is this shit so expensive?!" Luis joined in, at first he was just scanning through the options not really paying attention to prices until now.
Lance was about to continue when he noticed a shivering Keith next to him. "Keith you're freezing!" Lance observed, placing a warming hand on Keith's cheek.
"Y-Yeah no-no shit Sher- Sherlock." Keith shot back, his teeth creating light tapping sound as they quivered together.
Almost out of instinct, Lance lifted his hoodie over his head and slipping it onto Keith.
"Now you- you'll be cold Lance,"
Lance shook his head, waving him off. "Nah, I don't get cold like that. You though- you looked like someone trapped you in a fucking icebox." He laughed, tapping Keith's reddened nose.
This interaction caught the attention of everyone at the table, Keith's father silently choking on his soda, Luis and Marco staring at Lance wide-eyed like he's lost his mind, Shiro had a dumbfounded expression, and Krolia...she was having a slight nose bleed.
Before anyone could comment on it, their waiter came back, placing down more appetizers and giving re-fills.
Lance looked over to his left, the salty sea air filling his lungs while he gazed over at the water. Everyone had started a conversation, leaving him to just stare, think, relax, and breathe. It was- calming.
Then the melody began to play, bits and pieces of words slowly forming in his head. Subconsciously he started humming the said tune, it's comforting properties soothing him even more in a sense.
Unfortunately, Keith was too preoccupied with chatting it up with Marco and Luis to notice Lance's humming.
But, Krolia did.
See- now this could pass off to her as just mindless humming, but it didn't in her case, seeing as though it was the same tune Keith constantly hummed for most of the car ride when he wasn't talking to the Cuban boy.
This confirmed her suspicions to a tee. Now the plan can commence.
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They were currently on their way to Santa Cruz, seeing as though it was roughly about two hours away from San Fransisco. The plan was they crash at a hotel for the night, go to the beach in the morning, then head out L.A sometime around mid-day.
Marco, Luis, and Shiro were all asleep, even in unconsciousness they managed to keep a distance from one another. Krolia was too busy typing ideas on her phone on how to set the two boys up to sleep. And Lance had fallen asleep on Keith's shoulder, the ink-haired boy absentmindedly running his fingers through Lance's hair.
He was scrolling through his phone, trying to find Lance on any social media platform. Sure, they've gone to the same school since Kindergarten, but they never talked to each other until now.
Finally, he had some luck with Instagram. It was normal posts, friends, a few pictures of family members, some videos he took of Pidge and Allura singing the entire Frozen soundtrack, him throwing a football a Hunk's head.
Normal things.
He was totally Insta stalking Lance. Then he made the rookie mistake of liking a selfie he took...from 2017.
So let's just say he was having a massive panic attack from the situation. Going over different scenarios as to why and how he liked a photo from three years ago.
"Oh- you're still up Keith?" Krolia observes more than asks.
"Hm- oh yeah, can't- can't sleep." He mumbles, anxiety from the whole 'Photo liking' things rising in his chest.
"I see... you okay?"
As you can all see, Keith was totally 'Okay'.
He just nods, turning off his phone and inwardly groaning in frustration. He shifted his body to the side, so they were laying like they were the first time Lance fell asleep in the car. Sighing, he rubs his temples, 'How the hell am I gonna un-fuck myself out of this one?'
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It was early morning when the pair were woken to the sounds of pounding knocks.
Keith had gotten a few good hours of sleep, Lance had woken up after an hour of being asleep in their hotel room, sputtering and gasping for air. The raven-haired boy had managed to calm him after a while, coaxing him back to sleep an hour or so later.
Groaning, Keith gets up, flinging the door open to be met with his father's tired face.
"Oh- morning dad." He stutters, not expecting to see his father in a zombie-like state.
"Your mother wants everyone up and at 'em, she wants to be one of the first people at the beach, something about a- a breakfast picnic." He says, taking another sip from the coffee mug in his hand.
What they didn't know is that this was all apart of her plan... to set her son up with her employee's son.
What could go wrong?
Hey guys!!
Sooo, I guess I can like IDK- tell you guys that Klance will happen soon, not next chapter or anything, but soon. In order for the plot to move the way I intended, it has to happen!
Until we meet again!!!