For the new writing prompts thing you just posted #5 for klance!!
5. “I’m going to take care of you, okay?” // Klance
Keith’s snores are almost like a background melody for his singing and Lance’s not sure if to be amused or annoyed.
He’s in love with the man so he goes with the ‘amused’ path.
Lance still rolls his eyes in mock exasperation, though, his singing continuing without missing a word and he smiles softly when the newborn in his arms coos at him.
It’s been forty-seven hours since they got the call, seventeen hours since they brought their son home, six hours since every relative and friend left their apartment and an hour since Keith finally passed out from exhaustion.
“It’s a little scary, you know?” Lance says quietly after the song, still rocking his son gently in his arms around the room, “Loving someone so deeply, instantly knowing that you would give up anything at any given time just to make sure they are happy.”
His son coos back at him and Lance continues. “Yeah, you have quite the honor, mister, it took your daddy almost two years for me to see past that mullet of his, but you? Oh, son, I would give up my life for you in a split of a second.”
Lance shushes the baby softly when it squirms uneasy. “Hey now, it’s okay, it’s okay, that doesn’t mean I won’t be here. I will, sunshine, believe me. I know it’s scary to grow up and face the world but -”
Lance pauses, stealing a quick glance behind him, eyes staring fondly at Keith’s sleeping figure on their bed and any fear or insecurity inside him vanishes instantly.
“Don’t worry, sunshine, your daddy and I will be with you every step on the way,” Lance whispers softly, nose rubbing against the baby’s head, chuckling when Keith’s snores appear just in time, “Alright, so daddy is sleeping right now, because he doesn’t believe me that coffee makes you crash and burn at some point but no worries, you know why?”
His son gurgles, a small yawn interrupting his own gibberish and Lance nods at him. “Yeah, because I’m going to take care of you, okay? Daddy too, when he finally can rejoin society like an actual human being who doesn’t sustain themselves with only coffee. We will see, for now, how about another song?”
His son blinks tiredly, dark green eyes disappearing after every slow blink and Lance takes it as an answer.
“Alright, any requests? Wonderland, you say? Son, your destiny as a meme lord is just starting.”
That sure is enough to wake Keith up in alarm.
