New Kid (Keith x Lance)

17

     Keith awoke to Lance's snoring, and a kick to the door. Keith crawled out of bed, and opened the door. Six people tumbled into the room, knocking Keith down with them. "Attack!" Penelope yelled, grabbing Keith's arm. Lance's siblings quickly began to pull Keith out of Lance's room, and down the stairs.

     "LANCE! YOUR SIBLINGS ARE KIDNAPPING ME!" Keith yelled, holding back a chuckle.

     "Mmh, five more minutes" Lance groaned.

     "Lance, I love you, but I swear to God, you can be so unhelpful." Keith muttered, allowing  Penelope and Dominic to tie him to a chair.

     "Tell us your weaknesses!" Aila yelled.

     "Never!" Keith yelled back.

     "I heard that he's lactose intolerant" Hannah smirked.

     "Fine, go get the milk. But just know that if and when I throw up, I'll make sure to find you first." Keith stated.

     "Eew!" Aiden screeched.

     "Are you ticklish?" Dominic asked.

     "Maybe, maybe not" Keith said, attempting to shrug. In all honesty, Keith was ticklish as hell, but he refused to give the satisfaction to these demons. Do you have any idea how many times he's woken up with three hours of sleep because of them?

     "Let's get him" Hannah yelled. Keith bit his lip to avoid laughing, and smiled at their struggle.

     "Keith, your lip!" Penelope yelped, causing everyone to stop tickling Keith.

     "Yeah, I know. Its been bleeding for a while." Keith said. "I refuse to give you the satisfaction of my laughter."

     "What's going on?" Lance asked, trudging down the stairs.

     "Interrogation, move along" Penelope said, waving off her older brother.

     "Sorry, but it looks like you're interrogating my boyfriend, so I'm gonna have to take him." Lance said, shoving his siblings aside to help Keith. "And what did you even do to him? His lip is bleeding!" Lance asked, untying Keith.

     "We tickled him" Aiden smiled. Lance helped Keith up, and pulled him into the kitchen. Lance wet a paper towel, and lightly dabbed at Keith's lip. Keith furrowed his brows, but let Lance do his thing.

     "Why is your lip bleeding?" Lance asked, tossing the paper towel out.

     "I bit my lip so I wouldn't laugh. I refuse to give into little demon children!" Keith exclaimed, throwing his hands into his hair.

     "Enough said" Lance chuckled. Lance picked Keith up, and carried him to the backyard. "Let's go on the trampoline!" Lance yelled.

     "Dude, I probably shouldn't even be walking yet, how the hell am I supposed to jump around on the trampoline?" Keith asked.

     "Popcorn?" Lance said, though it sounded like a question.

     "Like the food?" Keith asked, genuinely confused.

     "No, like the game!" Lance exclaimed.

     "There's a game called popcorn?" Keith asked, tilting his head.

     "Seriously? You don't know what popcorn is?" Lance asked.

     "No, I don't know any trampoline games. I never lived at a place with a trampoline, and I haven't been on one in a really long time." Keith said, giving Lance a small shrug.

     "That sounds really sad. Popcorn is basically a game where someone sits in the middle, and curls up in a ball. One or more people have to jump around them, until they are no longer curled up. Then, someone has to shout 'popcorn' before they get back into a ball. At least, that's how I play it. Some people change it up a bit." Lance said.

     "What happens after someone calls popcorn?" Keith asked.

     "Then someone goes to the middle. Typically it's the person who called popcorn." Lance said.

     "Okay, but I have a death grip. Just a heads up." Keith said, climbing onto the trampoline and wrapping his arms around his legs. Lance pounced onto the trampoline, and began leaping around Keith. 

     "You look so stupid!" Keith chuckled, watching Lance toss himself around.

     "You don't look much better!" Lance panted, flopping by Keith's legs.

     "I probably look like crap, but I bet that it's better than you." Keith stated, smirking at Lance.

     "Point taken" Lance said, wiping sweat off of his forehead.

     "Do you ever forget that we live in Arizona and that it's hot as fuck out here?" Keith asked.

     "Uh, no. I remember that Arizona is a sauna. Why do you ask?" Lance questioned.

     "Sometimes I forget that I'm living in Arizona, and think that it's a summer in Michigan or something. Though, Michigan has some pretty strange weather. Kentucky was also pretty nice, though it was still kinda hot outside. I think that Rachel owned a horse, and she forced me to ride it." Keith said.

     "Riding horses? You? Rachel?" Lance asked, hiding a smirk.

     "Huge surprise, I went outside. Rachel was the name of one of my foster parents. She lived on a farm, with a bunch of animals. She forced me to learn how to ride horses, saying that it might come in handy. Don't know when and why I'd need to ride a horse." Keith said. "Maybe for all the 'Texan Keith' jokes. God, were those awful." Keith groaned.

     "Aren't you from Korea?" Lance asked.

     "Yup" Keith said.

     "So why would there be Texan Keith jokes if you're from Korea?" Lance asked, obviously confused.

     "I lived in Texas the longest, so people usually thought that I was from Texas." Keith said, shrugging a little.

     "That sucks. I promise not to make Texan Keith jokes, under one condition!" Lance yelled.

     "And that would be?" Keith asked.

     "I want you to teach me Korean, at least a little." Lance said.

     "Alright, let's start with 사랑해" Keith said.

     "What does it mean?" Lance asked.

     "I love you" Keith smiled.

Translations (If you didn't pick up)

사랑해 - I love you