You and Keith have to share a room.
“God, do you ever sit still?” Keith exclaims, kicking you in the leg. You grunt, pulling your knees up to your chest as you try to avoid hitting his feet; the two of you were laying in your bed, head to tail due to the Pidge using Keith’s room for her technology.
At first, you thought you wouldn’t mind. Keith was nice, a paladin you looked up to. But at this moment, you were very much regretting your agreement.
“In case you forgot, Kogane, this is my room.”
“In case you forgot, L/N, I’m sharing a bed with you.”
“Unfortunately.” Keith grabs your foot and yanks, causing you to fall off the edge of the bed and land with a thump on the ground. Pain spirals up your ribcage, making you yell out.
Keith smirks down at you. “You love me being here with you.”
You shoot the red paladin a glare from the floor. He wore his black, short sleeved shirt to bed along with a pair of checkered pyjama trousers. Even from the ground you can make out the muscles protruding from his shirt, months of training actually doing him some good.
You roll your eyes and stand up, standing over the bed with your arms folded. “Sleeping head and tail isn’t going to work.”
Keith raises a brow. “It isn’t?”
“Not if you keep kicking me and pulling me off of the bed! How are we ever going to sleep like that?”
Keith shrugged, rolling onto his back and using your absence from the bed to his advantage. He spread his legs wide, placing his arms behind his head as if he was relaxing in a sun bed.
You clench your fists. “Keith-”
“Oh, Christ sake, Y/N! Just sleep up the top with me. I won’t try anything.”
You open your mouth to reply, quickly closing it when the words settle in your brain. “Excuse you?”
Keith rolls over onto his side, patting the now empty space in front of him. His back is pressed against the wall, his arm outstretched across the pillow as if ready to embrace you when you sat down.
You swallow thickly. If Lance walks in….
To hell with Lance! You stand up straighter and walk towards the man, clambering into the bed beside him. Almost immediately, he draws his arm away and placed it on his stomach, rolling onto his back to look up at the ceiling. You hear his breathing - it has gotten slightly quicker. You smirk to yourself. Keith rarely showed any type of emotion bar anger. This was new.
“Lance doesn’t hear about this,” you say.
You think up a plan. A sly one, one that would most likely confuse the poor boy, but he had been annoying you all day. This was your payback.
“So, are you and Lance, like, a thing?”
Keith nearly chokes on his own tongue. He sits up straight, looking down at you with wide eyes and a frown so deep you were sure the wind blowing the wrong way would make it stay like that.
You shrug. “Nobody. I just kind of got a vibe off of the two of you.”
“A vibe? Y/N, we hate each other! What kind of-”
“Sometimes people are mean to the people they like.”
Keith freezes, his violet eyes narrowing. “What can I do to make you believe me and Lance aren’t together?”
You shrug, trying your hardest to hide the smirk growing on your face. “I dunno. Get a girlfriend or something.”
Keith scoffs and flops back down on the bed beside you. “Trust me, I’ve been trying.”
“Allura playing hard to get?”
Keith bites his lip. “I mean, not exactly. For Lance, yeah. I’m not really into her that way.”
You glance at him through the corner of your eye, confused. You had almost been positive that Keith liked Allura - the two of them got along better than you and Keith ever had.
“Oh, right,” you say, not sure what other words would be appropriate. “Well then, I’m sure Lance is-”
Keith doesn’t let you finish before he has pushed himself up on the bed, straddled you and had slammed his lips to yours. Your breath escapes your throat, heat rising to your cheeks as your eyes widen.
Try as you might, you couldn’t bring yourself to push him off of you. You didn’t even want him off of you, because oddly, this was what you wanted.
Your eyes close as you calm down again, your hands trailing up his back and tangling in his black hair. He seems to freeze at your response - maybe he hadn’t expected it. You certainly hadn’t. Sure, Keith was cute. Anybody with common sense could see that, but you had never before thought he would think of you in the same way.
Keith pulled away first and your lips chased his. His hands came down on your shoulders, pressing youfirm into the mattress. You looked up at him with wide eyes, panting. He looked down at you, black hair falling in his face, grinning from ear to ear.
