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Unknown Number: hey sorry for texting you, pidge gave me your number. i would never normally ask, like ever. but i’ve run out of options. everyone’s busy but i really need somewhere to stay tonight. you know how iffy shiro is about me staying home alone but he and adam have a date and i really don’t want to barge in on that.

Unknown Number: I’m guessing this is Keith? Wow. Real nice mullet. Are you asking to stay over at mine?

Mullet: do i really have to say it?

Unknown Number: Yes. I need to savour the moment when all admirable Keith Kogane asks me for a favour

Mullet: fine, yes, is it possible if i stay over at yours tonight?

Unknown Number: Of course! Do you need my mom to pick you up?

Mullet: no, thats ok, i can walk. you live on queen street, right?

Unknown Number: Yep! See you in a bit

*thumbs up reaction*

***

Lancinator: Hunk. MAYDAY. 

Beef Sticks: Is this about keith? I knew you’d be freaking out dude

Lancinator: OF COURSE IM FREAKING OUT HE WANTS TO STAY OVER. AND YOU KNOW HOW FULL MY HOUSE IT. WHICH MEANS

Beef Sticks: He’ll be in your room

Lancinator: Accidentally pressed send too fast but yes. HELL BE IN MY ROOM. I’m actually going to kill you. How are you, Pidge and Allura busy tonight???

Beef Sticks: Well allura is going on a doubleee datteeee and me and pidge are free 

Lancinator: TF DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE FREE.

Beef Sticks: Keith thinks we’re working on a project at the garrison overnight but you need to sort your crush out man, we’re all going insane. Well except keith, he’s still somehow oblivious .

Lancinator: You are evil. Both of you. He’s going to be here in like 15 minutes. My room is a mess istg I’m going to have a panic attack 

Beef Sticks: Ok man calm down, you’ll be fine, go clean, freak out later.

Lancinator: Fine. But I’m still pissed.

*yellow heart reaction*

***

Five minutes, and a mini panic attack later, there was a soft knock on the door. Lance wouldn’t’ve heard it if he hadn’t been waiting very intently for Keith. He jumped up and opened the door to see Keith standing awkwardly with a wry smile and a small overnight bag.

“Hey, thank you for this.” He said, avoiding any eye contact. Lance rolled his eyes.

“Ah! He has manners, I’m so proud.” He wiped a fake tear from his cheek while Keith flushed red and murmured something unintelligible. “What was that, mullet?” He went even redder before slightly clearing his throat.

“Of course I have manners.” He deadpanned and Lance had to stifle a laugh, he had it bad.

“Ok well come inside, don’t want you catching a cold and sneezing all over my bed.” Keith started walking in before choking on nothing.

“Your bed?”

“I have like eight siblings, Keith, where do you think you’re gonna sleep? Don’t worry, I won't kick you in my sleep.” Keith sighed softly, probably hoping to be unnoticed and walked into Lance’s very loud, very crowded house. 

***

Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. He was in Lance’s house. He was going to be sleeping in Lance’s room. Holy shit.

It was extremely safe to say that Keith was freaking out. Actually, freaking out was an understatement. It took him a good five minutes to work up the courage to actually knock on Lance’s door and now he was being led through overcrowded hallways, trying his best to avoid questions from both Lance’s younger and older siblings. They stopped into the living room shortly so Keith could thank Mrs. McClain very profoundly. She then went on a tangent about if Keith had eaten enough, if he needed a toothbrush, if it would be too hot in Lance’s room and a few more questions that made Keith very uncomfortable. Lance must’ve sensed his hesitation because he soon found himself in Lance’s room. Complete with posters, glow in the dark stars, a dvd player and solar system bedsheets.

Lance sensed the joke coming. 

“They’re hand me downs, ok. Also space is cool so shut your quiznak.” Keith groaned gently.

“Still not using that word correctly.” Lance huffed a laugh before continuing the infamous quote.

“Whatever, dropout.” They stood there in silence for a few seconds, Keith getting more and more agitated before Lance finally started talking again. “Ok, put your stuff down, wanna watch a movie? I have a few to choose from, uh they’re mostly disney movies though, you know, younger siblings.” Keith didn’t actually know but nodded, they had a bunch of time to waste so they’d probably end up watching a few, Lance put Mulan on first.

It was a good movie, he recognised most of the songs, he wanted to die when Lance started singing along quietly and blushed furiously when he ended up being good. It was still quite early by the time the movie finished, so Lance suggested another while they started getting ready for bed.

They ultimately decided on Big Hero Six, as it was Lance’s favourite, letting it play in the background whilst they got ready. 

Once both got dressed, they brushed their teeth, Lance insisting that they would both fit in his tiny bathroom. They did, but it was not comfortable, Keith sat down on the closed toilet while Lance hovered over awkwardly. Keith stood up to spit in the sink, letting the familiar head rush wash over him, before deciding it was much worse than usual and grabbed onto the sink for support, spitting into it before quickly sitting down again. He was NOT going to pass out in Lance’s bathroom.

“Woah, dude are you alright? You just got really pale.” Lance’s face had probably lost as much colour as his had so he gently reassured him.

“Yeah I’m fine, just tired.” Lance clearly didn’t believe him and the way his hand came down onto Keith’s shoulder to keep him steady said as much.

“Are you sure? You really don’t seem ok.” And the truth? He probably wasn’t, but Keith hated it more than anything when people fussed over him. So he brushed off Lance’s hand and walked back into his room. He sat on the floor in front of Lance’s bed and focused back on the movie, which was up to the part where Tadashi got caught in the fire. Keith hated that part. Because of course it had to remind him of his dad. Because of course Keith couldn’t go one night without being reminded of his stupid fucking trauma.

***

Lancinator: Mayday again. Keith just nearly fainted in my bathroom, what the hell do I do??

Beef Sticks: Wait what?

Lancinator: He stood up, got really pale and then sat down again. I may or may not have freaked out a bit. He says he’s fine but he doesn’t seem very steady.

Beef Sticks: Well I don’t think he has any health issues so maybe he just didn’t eat enough, or you’re reading into this and he really is fine. At the least offer him some water.

Lancinator: YOU’RE A LIFE SAVER. I do not know what I would do without you.

*yellow heart reaction*

***

Lance walked very quickly out of the room, ignoring the odd look from Keith, and grabbed two water bottles from the fridge. Once he got back he handed one to Keith before taking a large sip from his own.

“Oh, uh, thank you?” He was adorable when he was confused. No. Keith wasn’t adorable at all. He desperately needed to get over this, it wasn’t going to go anywhere.

“No problem, now drink up! Can’t have you getting dehydrated, now can we?” He rolled his eyes but had a few sips from the bottle. Lance got settled on his bed before gently kicking Keith on the head. “Oi, are you gonna stay there all night?”

“Uh probably?” Lance shook his head and yanked Keith onto the bed (or tried too, it was hard, ok?)

“Nope. Nuh uh, you aren’t sleeping on the floor. Come on, my bed’s big enough for the both of us.” Keith groaned and fought off Lance’s hands, but eventually gave in and sheepishly sat cross legged at the edge of the bed and watched the movie intently. They sat there in silence, occasionally conversing about what was happening in the movie, until it was over. Lance loved that movie so much, it took all his willpower not to talk all through it.

“Good movie, huh?” He asked Keith who turned to face him, looking tired.

“Mmm? Oh, yeah it was n-” He got caught by a yawn. Lance shook his head fondly and pulled Keith down onto a pillow. “What!” 

“You’re tired mullet, I’ll go turn the lights off.” He stood up, leaving Keith shocked while he turned off the lights in his bedroom and the hallway. He returned to Keith on his phone, curled next to the wall, more than likely trying to spare as much room as he could.

***

Pigeon: Sooo how is it?

Samurai: aren’t you supposed to be working on something?

Pigeon: breaks exist dumbass. Sooo?

Samurai: ahsdhh i don’t know! i hate this.

Pigeon: woah ok What happened?

Samurai: first i found out he could sing. then i nearly passed out in his bathroom. now he’s expecting me to sleep in his bed. this is a mess.

Pigeon: lmao good lucj 

Samurai: IS THAT ALL YOU’RE GONNA SAY??

Pigeon: Yep! have fun, be safe!

Samurai: WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN??

*Read 23:28*

***

Keith groaned just as Lance got into bed drawing a remark out.

“Ouch mullet, this is my bed, don’t complain about me getting into it.” He smirked and got under the cover, accidentally brushing up against Keith’s leg, who immediately jerked. “Chillax, it’s just me man.”

“Be quiet. Your legs are cold.” He kicked Lance roughly when he purposefully put his leg against Keith’s.

“Oh so that’s how we’re gonna play it? How would you like to sleep on the floor?” Keith knew Lance meant it jokingly but sleeping on the floor seemed better than whatever the hell this was so he grabbed his pillow and slid off the end of the bed. “Wait, no, you aren’t sleeping on the floor dumbass, I was joking.” He begrudgingly returned to the bed

“Well if I’m sleeping up here you better move over, I have no room.” Lance pointedly moved over to the edge of the bed and Keith sighed before stretching out under the covers. 

“Ok then, get comfortable.” Keith stared at him in disbelief.

“You literally just said that I could sleep in your bed. This is me sleeping. In your bed.” And Lance actually laughed. “What?”

“Dude, I was obviously joking. Again. Have you hit your head recently?” Before he could deny, Lance brought his hand up to his hair, gently brushing through his choppy hair. He leaned into the touch for a second before flinching away so hard he actually did hit his head against the wall. He hissed through his teeth and Lance gasped a laugh. “I didn’t mean instantly do it, Jesus, are you ok?” He was nearly crying by this point, he was laughing so hard, “Aren’t you supposed to like hands in your hair, isn’t that a cat thing? I do.”

“You like hands in your hair?” He lied down and Lance followed along.

“Yeah, and scratches.” Keith chuckled and turned to face him.

“What, like behind your ear?” He reached into Lance’s hair before he realised what he was doing and scratched him behind the ear. To Keith’s complete horror, Lance whimpered and buried his face in the pillows. They both gasped and Lance’s face flushed red. “What the fuck ?”

“I am so sorry, I have no clue what I just did.” Keith’s eyes were wide and his mouth was agape, what the fuck?

“I’ll tell you what you just did, you fucking whimpered. Aren’t I supposed to be the cat like one?” Lance looked horrified and Keith felt it. He moved past his horror for a second and put his hand back in Lance’s hair. Thank god he didnt make any other noises, but he did lean into the touch. “You really like that, huh?”

“Mmm, it’s nice” He murmured softly and Keith would’ve died then and there. In fact, He was pretty sure he did. He kept his hand there, occasionally scratching, I'm allowed to indulge ok , until Lance eventually fell asleep. He nearly fell asleep too but his heart was going a million miles an hour and he felt two minutes away from death. He grabbed his phone, turned the brightness all the way down, and hoped that (more like trusted that) Pidge would be awake.

***

Samurai: PIDGE

Samurai: OH MY GOD

Samurai: OH MY GOD

Pigeon: what

Samurai: I SCRATCHED HIM AND HE WHIMPERED.

Samurai: THE BITCH FUCKING WHIMPERED.

Pigeon: wait what??? Why would You scratch him?

Samurai: HE SAID HE LIKED IT AND I WAS AN IDIOT SO I DID IT AND HE FUCKING WHIMPERED. this night has been a disaster.

Pigeon: ok give me a full rundown so I can Screenshot it.

Samurai: ykw fine. i need to make sense of this anyway. from the beginning?

*thumbs up reaction*

Samurai: ok so. i found out he could sing. i nearly fainted in his bathroom. i had to sleep in his bed. he put his hand in my hair and i flinched and banged my head against the wall. i scratched behind his ear and he whimpered. and then he fell asleep with my hand in his hair.

Pigeon: Oh my god that’s amazing I’m sending this to everyone

Samurai: I WILL TEAR YOU APART. YOU ARE 4” TALL I WILL RUIN YOU.

Pigeon: ok ok fine I won’t jeez Ok enjoy your whole thing I’m sleeping now

Samurai: ok, have a good rest, i won’t be alive when you wake up <3

Pigeon: i’ll get you a nice coffin <3