• t r a p p e d • ~ klance fic ~

•trapped• part VII

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// Keith's POV - First / Second Person //

"Why do you have a picture of me?"

Quiznack. Okay, I really need to stop being rude to him, I mean he did confess and we literally just kissed. So does he want a relationship? Why can't I understand these things? It's frustrating.

"I think you're..." I started, I can't back out now. "I think you're really pretty."

I did it! I'm so proud. Wait, what's Lance's reaction?

"Same," I think he said, he was so quiet, though.

"Wait what did you say?"

"You heard me."

"Sorry, I didn't know if I was just hearing things, because according to you that's a possibility," I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up!" Lance giggled and playfully hit my shoulder.

"So... Why was your heart pounding?"

"K-Keith!" his face was flushed.

"Hah! I knew you were distracting me from something, I just forgot what it was."

"Well, it worked didn't it?"

"Just answer the question."

"Fine," he took a deep breath. "It was you..."

"What? What did I do?!"

"No, Keith, you didn't do anything. It was the situation, being so close to you, or whatever."

"Oh."

"You can't just answer that with 'oh'!"

"Sorry, I just don't know what to say."

"It's fine."

// Lance's POV - First Person - Second Person //

There was yet another pause but it wasn't uncomfortable or awkward, just a golden silence.

"It's the same for me," Keith said.

I looked up at him with a slightly confused look.

"I mean, I get nervous around you," he said.

"So does that mean you, you know, like me?" I asked him.

"I don't know what it means. Can we just forget about all of this and go back to the way things were?"

No, Keithy boy, we cannot because I love you and I can't just be friends or rivals or whatever.

"Things aren't ever going to be the same, Keith," I said.

"I know. I just don't know what to do," he was visibly distressed.

"So, like, are you gay or bi or what?"

"I don't know, I guess I never thought about it."

"Really? Well, I'm bi, or I guess I'm kind of pan because I flirt with everyone, including aliens... especially aliens," I winked at Keith, him being part Galra and all. "But I've always used the term bi so it's what I stick with."

"Like I said, I don't really know."

"As long as you're not stringing me along, then I don't care," I smiled.

Wait, this is kind of getting awkward.

"So, is the tight space bothering you less?"

"It's still stressful but knowing I have," he stopped for a moment to collect his words. "Knowing I have someone who cares about me right here puts me at ease."

I couldn't help but smile like an idiot. If it's possible to love someone too much, I've hit that level a long time ago.

"I miss my family," I thought aloud.

"Me too," Keith said, resting his head on my shoulder.

I stayed extremely still so he wouldn't move away.

"Veronica, Carlos, mamí, abuelita..." I teared up a bit, but not enough to bring me to tears. "And everyone here in space treats my homesickness as a joke."

"I take you seriously," Keith said, calmly.

"What if I get back to Earth, back to my family, and my abuelita is dead? My abuelita..."

He shifted his body a little and held me close. I buried my face into his chest while he kept a tight grip on me. I could hear his heartbeat clearly. It was a little fast, but other than that calm and steady. We stayed like that for a few minutes, him comforting me and me holding onto him like my life depended on it.

"Can I just, stay here for a little bit?" I asked, not looking up.

"As long as you like, Lance."

After a while, he shifted his body to where it originally was, shoulder-to-shoulder with me, and rested his head on my shoulder.

"I'm gonna try to take a nap," he said, softly. "M'kay?"

"Sure," I squeaked, trying to suppress a smile.

He fell asleep almost instantly. His sweeping lashes fluttered downwards while his breathing lulled into a slow, steady constant. He was so peaceful in his sleep, so why did he have to ruin it when he opens his mouth? I started messing with the end of his French braid, I can't believe he hasn't taken it down yet. Whatever the reason was, it made me smile. Now that his know-it-all self is asleep, I can let the biggest grin take over my whole face. I really do like him. He annoys the quiznack out of me, but I still like him.

So much has happened this past day or so, never in a million decapheebs would I have imagined Keith falling asleep on my shoulder. Or him kissing me. Or anything thats happened in this miracle box. Man, I'm so tired. I gave Keith's hand a quick peck and nodded off, being careful not to move so Keith would stay asleep.

// Keith's POV - First / Second Person //

I was shaken violently awake.

"Keith!" Lance yelled, loudly as always.

Oh quiznack, it's so bright.

"What is it?"

"They're here!" he practically screamed. "Keith we're rescued!"

He was gripping onto my hand so tight I thought it would break. I know he's excited to get out of here but, quiznack, it hurt so badly.

I blinked a few times and rubbed my eyes. My vision cleared and I saw Pidge's and Shiro's silhouette right outside of the box we were in.

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This has been another train wreck by your lovely author.

I have no idea how I'm gonna make this more smooth.

Alsooooo, I decided imma keep this book mostly PG but I might release another book that's identical to this book but has some smut where I want it to be and set that one to mature.

And when this book ends, I'm gonna ofc release more, I love writing. So after a loooong time, when I end this, go check out the other stuff I wrote if I have any.

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