His Rival

All is Fair in Love and War

Hello everyone, Jess here!  

I'm back with another extra long chapter(49.8 pages/17,015 words) and screen edit. This one threw me for quite the wringer, so please take breaks as needed.         

If you have any questions or comments about this chapter, let me know; I'd like to hear from you!             

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

    "Hey guys!" you exclaimed as you strode out of your lion the next day, hand in hand with Keith.

    "Hey (Y/n)!" Hunk called out with a cheery wave as you joined the group. But his hand flew to his mouth before he could continue that greeting, his eyes going wide as they traveled to your partner's face. "OHHH!"

    "Bewhahahaha!" Pidge chortled, throwing her head back as she saw the same thing.

    "What is it?" Keith asked, his forehead creasing as his eyes darted from one team member to the next, noticing their various degrees of amusement as they stared at him. The corner of your grin began to curl into a smirk as you relished in his confusion, folding your arms as your chest swelled with pride at your handiwork. You certainly got him good this time.

    "You've got a little something written on your face" Lance voiced with a pointing finger as he drew closer.

    "Wha-what does it say?" your victim wondered out loud, his mouth falling agape as he shrunk in place. That was enough for Pidge to finally catch her breath, clearing her throat as she joined Lance.

    "Oh, you haven't seen it yet?" She mirrored your coy grin as she gestured to the first inscription in black marker. "Allow me to read it for you: this one says emo, this one says dork, here it reads adorable idiot, and down here on your neck, it's been signed..."

    "(Y/n), (L/n)" Keith finished, turning to you with that realization. Your stomach churned as you met his scorching glare, a lump forming in your throat as it sent a tremor down your spine. Oh quiznack, why did you decide to challenge him of all people?!

    "What?" you sputtered out, straining to keep an innocent smile on your face as you backed away. "You're the one who decided to sleep with their rival." His eyes only narrowed at your excuse, his voice turning just as dangerous as his scowl.

    "Oh, we're playing that game then."

    "Wait Ke- Just as you were about to explain further, he grasped you by the waist, causing you to scream as he flung you over his shoulder. "Ahh! Keith, put me down!" But no matter how much you writhed or how hard you pounded your fists into his back, there was no escaping his grasp, at least not alone. "Lance, somebody, help!" Allura just shook her head as she watched all this pandemonium unfold.

    "You're on your own this time (Y/n)."

    "Yeah, that's what you get for deciding to prank Keith without me!" Lance interjected.

    "Pfft" Pidge scoffed at his expression of betrayal as your captor started to stomp off with you. "Lance, don't wear that face, this looks like more of a couple's activity than anything." You could still hear their conversation as Keith carried you inside of your lion, listening in to distract yourself from the growing thumping in your chest.

    "A what now?" Your pulse rang even louder in your ears as the hatch door slid closed behind you, a million thoughts racing through your mind as you feared what his plans may be. Fortunately, you didn't have to wait about it too long before he threw you over onto the bed, straddling your waist as he climbed on top of you.