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Potato (Klance Drabble)

The boys get into a bit of trouble. :3

“Come on Keith!  Run faster!”

Keith panted as he tried to keep up with Lance.  Damn his long ass legs!

“Well I wouldn’t have to be running at all if you had just kept your big mouth shut!”

Even over all the noise they were making while running through the forest he could hear Lance scoff at him.

“It’s not MY fault she looks like a potato!”

“Lance!  On what PLANET do potatoes have eyes and a mouth?!”  Keith yelled as he leapt over a log, his foot catching on a tree root, almost taking him down but he righted himself at the last second. Nice.

“Well apparently THIS planet Keith!”  Lance huffed as he took a sharp right turn.  “I think Black is this way.”

They were dead, they were soooo dead. Allura was going to kill them once they got back to the castle, Keith wasn’t looking forward to that.  Maybe staying on this planet wouldn’t be so bad.  

A sharp object flew past his ear and imbedded itself in a tree just in front of him.  Scratch that, castle it is!

Allura had sent him and Lance down to the surface of the planet to engage with the local population.  From what the castleship database could give them, the civilization was a primitive one.  Coran wasn’t even sure if they had a written language yet.

But to their surprise they had a written and spoken language.  The locals had greeted him and Lance with open friendly arms.  Their translators were only translating half of their words but each party could get their point across using a mixture of words and gestures.  The locals were tall and different shades of green.  Limbs like tree branches and skin like bark.  Their hair resembling that of a weeping willow.

He and Lance somehow ended up in their leader’s home, getting a tour of the house.  They had stopped in front of what they could assume was a fireplace and above it a portrait hung.  

“Why do they have a framed picture of a potato on their wall?”  Lance had asked, semi whispering it in Keith’s ear.  Admittedly, whatever it was definitely looked like a potato but Keith hushed him and shrugged his shoulders.  Hoping the leader didn’t hear them.

Well, Lance’s “whisper” wasn’t a whisper at all because the leader whipped around squinting all four of their eyes at the them.

“Potato!?”  They squaked and pointed up at the portrait.  Apparently, potato was a universal word that this species knew the meaning of because the leader started spewing words at them, his infliction on some coming out harsh and guttural.  The only word their translators caught was “daughter”.

O no, that’s a portrait of their daughter!  Lance had gone pale and Keith raised his hands in a placating manner, managing to stumble out a series of “No no no, of course not! She doesn’t look like a potato!”

But it was no use, the more the word potato was said, the more the leader shouted and whipped his tree like limbs about.  Then seemingly out of nowhere, their guards were in the room raising their weapons.

So Lance did the only thing he could think of and grabbed Keith’s wrist and sprinted towards the nearest exit.  

And that’s how they found themselves running through the forest, booking it back to Black.

Now that he thought about it, it was pretty funny.  Leave it to Lance to mistake someone for a potato.

Keith let out a chuckle and Lance glanced over his shoulder as they approached Black.  “What’s so funny?”

Grinning, Keith replied, “O nothing, I just can’t believe you called their daughter a potato!  I’m never going to look at a potato the same again!”

Keith’s eyes were starting to water from laughing so hard and wiped at them as they entered the cockpit.  He took a seat in the pilot’s seat and Black sprung to life.

“Shut up!”  Lance was pouting, but a smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth.  “Not my fault she looked like a spud.”

Keith grabbed Lance’s hand and kissed the top of it, shaking his head fondly.  “Whatever you say Sharpshooter.”

Lance giggled and dropped a kiss atop Keith’s head, “Let’s go home Samurai.”

[hey-its-dal]

has anyone done this before

[sampaii-ca]

Make Me Beautiful..Darlin You Already Are

A cute fluffy drabble about Keith helping Lance with one of his YouTube videos. 💋💋 “Baaaaabe!  Come oooonnnnn!”  Lance jutted out his lower lip and widen his eyes.  He attempted to quiver his lips and make his eyes all teary.  He knew Keith was weak to his puppy dog face.  “It’ll be lots of fun!  And it’s a YouTube trend.  My viewers NEED this Keith!”  Lance hopped in front of Keith and wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him close.

“I don’t care about your viewers Lance,” Keith countered as he wrapped his arms around Lance’s waist.

“Ya, BUT..you care about me..” Lance kissed the tip of Keith’s nose, “..don’t you?”  Lance tried to look sad but his grin was starting to show.  He KNEW Keith cared about him but he was being a little shit and was trying to make Keith feel guilty.  He knew Keith was close to caving too.  So just for good measure, he leaned in and sucked on the skin just below Keith’s ear.  That’ll get him to agree.

Keith sucked in a breath and tightened his hold on Lance’s waist.  “Ugh..Lance you suuuuuck.”  Keith hissed out and began to poke Lance in the sides.

“Ack!  K-Keith!  Stop!”  Lance squirmed away but Keith kept up his attack, incessantly prodding at Lance’s ribcage.  “O my god!  Stop!  I-” wheeze “get it!” Wheeze.

Keith let up on his poking attack and pulled Lance close, rubbing his nose against Lance’s.  Keith couldn’t help the smile over taking his face.  

“Please Keith, it’ll mean a lot to me.”  Lance whispered and gave a peck to Keith’s lips.

And really, who was Keith to deny Lance anything.  He’s hardly been able to say no to him since the first time they met.  Last summer at a frat party of all places.  Shiro had dragged Keith to Adam’s frat summer party.  It was a Greek gods theme and Shiro had made Keith dress up, as Ares.  All things considering, Keith actually liked the costume, but hated frat parties.  

That all changed when Keith spotted Lance across the room dressed as Poseidon.  Keith was entranced and couldn’t take his eyes off of him the rest of the night.  And by some miracle, Lance felt the same way towards Keith.  They’ve been together ever since.

Keith sighed and took a deep breath, “Ok...fine.  I’ll do it.  But don’t expect it to come out nice.  It’s going to turn out terrible.”  Lance squealed in delight and hopped up and down clapping his hands.  “Babe, you’ll do great!  This is going to be fun!”  

***

This was in fact...kind of fun.  Although he was correct in that it is turning out pretty terrible.  Keith may be an artist by trade but makeup was NOT his forte.

“Ouch!  Keith!  Be careful!  I still need to use this eye to see!”  Lance chuckled and glared at Keith.  Keith was attempting to put liquid eyeliner on him, and well, it was getting in his eye rather than on his eye.

“Well if you would stop moving than maybe I won’t poke you in the eye with it!”  Keith cried out.  “Close your eyes again.  And DON’T move!”  Lance did as he was told and Keith picked up the eyeliner.  Lance peeked out from one eye, he could see the adorable look of concentration on Keith’s face.  His tongue stuck out a little as he attempted to do the winged liner and Lance felt his heart swell in adoration.  He knew the “My boyfriend does my makeup challenge” wasn’t Keith’s cup of tea but Keith would give his all to the task once Lance got him to agree.  

“Don’t open your eyes.”  Keith hissed.  Lance shut his eye quickly and tried not to giggle.  “Ok, I think I got it.”  Keith handed Lance the hand mirror.  Lance looked at his reflection and gasped.  “Babe!  My eyeliner is on point!”  Keith smiled at him.  “Buuuut,” Lance pondered.  “Why did you pick bright blue for my eye shadow?”

Keith flushed, his cheeks turning a nice shade of pink.  “Umm..well I know blue is your favorite color...so I thought you would like it.”

Lance’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in a small oh.  OMG, OMG, Lance was going to die.  How? How is Keith this adorable!  Lance flung his arms around Keith’s neck and attacked his face with kisses.  

“Ack!!”  Keith instinctively wrapped his hands around Lance’s waist so they wouldn’t topple off the chair.

“Keeeeeeeeiiith!”  Lance nuzzled against his cheek and planted a big wet kiss there.  “How do you always know how to make me smile?”  Lance ran his hands through Keith’s hair and Keith’s blush burned even brighter than before and he hid his face in Lance’s shoulder while squeezing him tighter.

Lance giggled and looked at the camera, he kind of forgot they were filming.  Oops.

“O!  Right!  Guys, what do you think of my liner?”  Lance batted his lashes at the camera.  “He did good right?”  Lance looked at Keith, who’s blush had faded and was now staring down at the rest of the makeup on the table.  “Ok babe!  Now for foundation!”  

Keith picked up the bottle and looked at Lance.  “What’s this for?”  

“It’s to help even out my skin tone and cover up any imperfections.”

“But you don’t have any imperfections.  You’re perfect.”  Keith’s voice was laced with confusion and a little concern.  In Keith’s eyes, Lance is perfect.  Why would he need to cover up anything?

Lance sputtered and his face turned bright red.  “I-I-I’m...ugh!  Keith!” Lance sighed, his heart was going a mile a minute.  How could Keith say something like that with a straight face!  This boy will be the death of him.

“Let’s just put it on for the video.”  Lance picked up the bottle and brush.  “Here.”  He took the bottle and put some on Keith’s finger. “You put a small amount on your finger and then dab it on the different areas of your face.”  Lance pointed to his cheeks, t-zone and mouth areas. Keith followed his example and asked, “Ok, now what?”

Lance handed him the foundation brush.  

“This is a kabuki brush.”  Keith’s eyes flitted up to Lance’s.  “You’ll buff the foundation on in circle motions.”  Lance mimicked the motion with the brush and Keith nodded in understanding.  Lance handed him the brush and Keith started on the application.  Lance talked and described what he was using to the viewers, using his hands in expression.

Keith couldn’t help the growing smile on his face.  Lance loved his viewers and always took joy in making a new video for them.  He finished applying the foundation, Lance shooting him a wink before going on to explain the powder they would use next.

After all the face makeup was applied, they moved on to lipstick.  “Ok babe, you need to apply lip liner first, then lipstick.”  Lance held the pencil out to Keith, “Just pretend you’re outlining one of your drawings.”  Keith scoffed but did as he was told.  “Now what?”  

“Now you draw inside the lines!”  Lance beamed as he handed Keith the scarlet colored lipstick.  Keith snorted a little, “You make it sound like you’re a coloring book.”

“Pish posh babe!  It kinda is when you think about it!”  Lance giggled and then pursed his lips together making an adorable kissy face.  “Lay it on me handsome!”

Keith couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him.  “You’re such a dork.”  He lifted the lipstick to Lance’s lips, running the creme along the smooth skin.  He could tell Lance exfoliated his lips before the video and all Keith wanted to do was kiss him till he was breathless.  

But they needed to finish the video first.  Keith tried to stay inside the lip liner as Lance instructed.  He only got a little on Lance’s teeth, but soon got the hang of it.  

“Oooook, I think I’m done.”  Lance smiled and grabbed the hand mirror to admire Keith’s work.

“Ahh I’m so proud of you!  Looks great luv!”  Lance faced the camera and rattled off facts about the lipstick and others he’d tried.  Keith couldn’t take his eyes off Lance’s profile, admiring the long slope of his nose and his dark wispy eyelashes. He reached for his hand, which was just out of sight of the camera and intertwined their fingers.

“But now, lets test the staying power of this lipstick….”  Lance side eyed Keith with a mischievous glint in his eyes.  Before Keith could react Lance grabbed his face and planted a huge wet kiss on Keith’s cheek.  Leaving a huge lipstick mark in the shape of his lips.

Keith sat there wide eyed and a little dazed, a dopey smile making its way onto his face.  “Well judging by that kiss mark,” Lance pointed to the lipstick on Keith’s cheek, “I’d say it’s a pretty color but doesn’t have much staying power.”  He turned to look at Keith, noticing how his dopey smile slowly turned into a puckish grin.  He picked up the tube of lipstick and opened it up.

“Keith, what are you-”

Lance stopped mid sentence to stare wide eyed as Keith applied lipstick to his own lips, ending it with smooshing his lips together with a smack.

Lance should have seen it coming but he was to awestruck at how good Keith looked in the scarlet red lipstick and before he could escape Keith was attacking him with kisses all over his face.  The lipstick smearing everywhere.  Lance started to squirm but he was laughing so hard he started to wheeze.  Keith was relentless, planting kiss after kiss all over his face.

“Hahaha! K-Keith!  Ok-hahaha-looks like that’s it for this week’s video f-folks!”  Lance cried out as Keith finished his kissing attack.  “See you all next week!”

It ended up being one of their most viewed videos to date.

I’m going to make this a series so watch out for more of these dorks 😍

[melkorsthighs]

Acxa: H-

Keith: Lets get one thing straight. I’m not.

Adashi [tearing up]: that’s our boy

[zchlee]

A little keith a drew. Got rid of the mullet tho. *sorry lance*