Keith thinks back to how much they have learned to trust each other to get to this point. The raven-haired man smiles back at his boyfriend that just follows him like it’s nothing. Keith starts walking again and pulling Lance behind him. Lance flails the arm that isn’t being help by Keith, “I don’t know I am under pressure! Don’t judge me!” Keith stops walking and Lance gets pulled back, “No, Lance how do you not know when your birthday is!” Lance tries to think of what the day is and if he forgot anything, “Is it my birthday?” I love you, but a surprise is a surprise.” Keith and Lance are about five minutes into their walk to the lounge and Lance says, “So you gonna tell me where we are going and why we are gonna there?” Keith chuckles as he is finishing the knot for his boyfriends blindfold and starts to lead Lance down the hallway that leads to the lounge. Lance pouts when Keith grabs the blindfold and is tying it to his face, “Man! You better get ready for that later time then!” Keith rolls his eyes with a small blush, “No Lance not like that. Keith hands Lance a small strip of fabric and Lance smirks at Keith, “Okay we are playing like this.” Keith grabs Lance’a hand again and chuckles, “Your choice of clothing weirds me out sometimes but you need to put on this blindfold please Love.” Lance shrugs, “Hey let me promote my love for you!” Keith raises his eyebrow at Lance’s t-shirt that says, ‘my lovely galra boyfriend’. Lance lets out a small cheer and throws on his shirt as Keith hands him blue pajama pants that he found near the foot of their bed. Lance gives Keith a thankful look and the raven-haired starts looking for some pajama pants. To be of assistance Keith turns on their light, so his boyfriend can see better. Keith chuckles as Lance runs around their room to find some pajama pants and a baggy t-shirt. We are putting clothes on! I don’t need anyone in this caste to see me naked!” Keith gets close to Lances ear and whispers, “Not if you don’t want to.” “Does this little trip require some clothes?” Lance realizes that he is only wearing boxers and gives Keith’s hand a small tug. Keith finds Lance hand first and he says, “Come with me for a second?” The brunette sees Keith’s silhouette in the dark with a tilted head and let’s Keith pull him out from under the warm covers.
Lance rolls his eyes and blindly reaches out for Keith’s hand in the dark, so he can pull him to bed. Keith smirks, “And you taste like your face wash, but I don’t say anything Lance.” Lance splutters, “Babe! You taste like toothpaste!” The raven-haired man smiles and cups Lances cheek to give him a small kiss. Keith spits out the toothpaste and wipes his mouth before walking out to Lance laying in the dark on their bed. Keith is in the bathroom brushing his teeth and Lance is tucked under the covers in their bed waiting for him. Tonight after two years Keith is going to say ‘psst’ this time. It’s started a trend that every night Lance would say something to Keith before they go to bed and Keith would respond back. The first time it ever happened Keith was caught by surprise because they had just started sharing a bed after dating for about 3 months and Lance said, “psst Keith I think we are perfect.” Keith sat there for a few second just staring stupidly at the ceiling before he said back with a soft smile, “I think so too.” Last night it was, “psst I love you” and the night before it was ”psst Keith you are so beautiful”. Lance has this thing going where he will always say ‘psst’ with a cute message before they go to bed at night. Stats: Published: Words: 1869 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 6 Kudos: 172 Bookmarks: 12 Hits: 1615 Keith & Voltron: Legendary Defender Team.Lance & Voltron: Legendary Defender Team.Allura & Coran & Hunk & Keith & Lance & Pidge | Katie Holt & Shiro.This email was sent to because you've subscribed on our site or made a purchase. Twelve hours ago you chose something that you really liked.ĭon't hesitate! Don't limit yourself! Make your day while these products are still in stock. New | tennis | golf | girls | sale | gift cards
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