Hot Mess ~Klance Modeling Au

29. bubbly

"Hola, Mullet." Lance said smoothly, sidling up next to Keith in their studio. " How are you? "

Please don't still be pissed at me... Lance thought to himself as he dropped his bag and watched Keith's expression.

Keith shrugged. "Good," He glanced over at Lance, " I killed Shiro in his sleep. "

Lance's eyes widened. "Interesting. Go on." He laughed.

"Heh, I'm joking." His eyes suddenly darkened. " But I should have done it.. "

"Uh...why?"

" He's the one who sent Pidge my baby photos, the one she sent you. " Keith crossed his arms. "Betrayal."

" Okayyy, Shiro's sneaky now? I love to see it. " Lance chuckled, leaning back on his heels. Keith didn't seem amused.

"Why'd he do it? Thought y'all were close." 

Keith rolled his eyes. "We are. He did it to get information on Matt from Pidge. About Matt's crush on him."

" Oh? How'd that go? "

"Good, I think. He didn't say much when he got home last night. Just that him and Matt talked it all out. I didn't let him say anything else, before I chewed him out." Keith scoffed.

" You gotta chill, man. " Lance laughed, shaking his head. "Good for them though. Would've been weird if it went badly, right?"

" Right. " Keith said. "Anyways, since you finally showed up to work, I finished our schedule." He shuffled over to his laptop.

Lance walked over to him frowning. "Wha- I'm on time!" He pouted, checking his phone.

Keith smirked. "I know."

Lance raised an eyebrow but sat down. "Uh-huh. Asshole. Whatcha got?" He leaned over Keith's shoulder to peek at the laptop screen.

" Three hours a day, for your practice. Five days a week. " Keith said. "I'm not totally sure what you'll be doing, just that it's runway material practice."

Lance's eyes started to glow with his excitement and spark. "I can't wait, oh my godddd." Keith couldn't hide his smile at how happy Lance was.

" So, what's your schedule? " Lance asked, nudging Keith.

"The same as yours, but I don't have much to do. I'm not the one going on stage, I'm just here cause we're partners."

Lance smiled, throwing an arm around Keith's shoulders. "You got it." He winked. " Imagine us, Lance and Keith, in Milan. " He threw his arms into the air for emphasis.

"Hah, yeah-" Keith said, shrugging him off and trying to hide his blush. "I'll be here for support."

" Aw, really? " Lance asked,  looking genuinely grateful. "I understand if you wanna find a different partner, so ya know, you can still work."

Keith turned to Lance, ignoring how close their faces were. He could count Lance's freckles. "Why would I do that? I want you."

Lance turned red and Keith pulled back. "I- I mean I want to help you, and uh- shit-" Keith quickly stood up, flabbergasted, stepping away.

"Oh." Lance said, under his breathe.

" Uh, " Keith cleared his throat. This is awkward...

"Hello, boys."

Keith and Lance turned to the door, to see Allura, dressed up in pink overalls, her hair in a messy bun. "How are you both?"

" Good! " Lance said, a little too forced, standing up and walking over to her.