Lance: hey keith
Keith: what?
Lance: Keith
Keith: WHAT
Lance: I love you
Keith: what
Lance: what?
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Lance: hey keith
Keith: what?
Lance: Keith
Keith: WHAT
Lance: I love you
Keith: what
Lance: what?
“Can you smell the season changing?”
ive missed my boyos so…..this is gonna b klance :D
*****
There’s a faded redness spreading from the tip of his nose to his cheeks, to the top of his ears, exposed to the harsh carpicious winds of the weather, contrasting to the darkness of his skin. He snorts, loudly, trying to contain his runny nose, rubbing at his face with the hem of his sleeve.
Gross, he could hear their friends’ voices in his head knowing the expressions they’d sport at it all.
Yet Keith couldn’t bring himself to think that.
Not when he looked up to his boyfriend’s face, relishing in the soft curve of his lips, the private smile meant for him and only him, how tuffs of his hair got ruffled from the gusts of wind.
He tilted his head, let his face hide into the crook of Lance’s neck, breathing out a huff that made Lance shiver and giggle.
“What?” Lance questioned, his voice rumbling in his throat.
“Nothing”, Keith chided, “just. You’re cute.”
He’d learned that to be with Lance meant to be bold, shameless in how he shows affection. It meant leaning up to kiss him any hour of the day, whispering ‘i love you’ in broad daylight, it meant giving as much love as he could, whenever he could, because he wanted to.
“You’re cute”, Lance retorted, his eyes rolling.
“You’re cuter”, Keith continued, hesitantly moving away from the warmth of Lance’s skin, “But you’re ass freezing cold. Why didn’t you bring a scarf? Or a beanie?”
Lance huffed, the sound muffled with the stuffiness of Lance’s nose.
“It’s gonna get warmer!”
Keith looked around them, at the quiet city streets. Most didn’t dare leave their homes unless necessary, not in the dry January cold, when the air’d felt like piercing daggers under warm fabrics of their sweaters and coats.
“No baby, it won’t for a while at least.”
Keith tried not to laugh at the pout on his boyfriend’s face, the overexaggerated pursing of his lips.
“It will!” Lance leaned forward, taking a deep inhale through his nose.
“Can’t you smell the seasons changing?” he started, running a few steps ahead to tug at the branch of a bare tree.
“Look! There’s a leaf here! Spring is just around the corner Kogane, believe it.” he said, nudgind the branch towards Keith’s face.
Keith sighed, raising his arms in surrender.
“I believe that you just really miss warm weather, don’t you?”
“…What about it”, Lance pouted, puffing out his cheeks, his breath condensing in the winter air.
Keith traced his gloved fingers over Lance’s, tugging them away from the tree branch, intertwining them with his.
“Let’s go home,” he started, basking in the warmth of their hands, “I’ll make us some hot chocolate and show you how much fun winter can be.”
*****
Redrawing klance tangled!au :)
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“Come on Kogane, it was just a joke.”
Idk I just draw some cuties!!
all this canon gay shiro hype is reminding me of my voltron boys
who said i won’t make sequel
in their afterlife, they became fire spirit and water spirit, or something like that...
Part 1 HERE
part 2 HERE
part 3 HERE
part 4 HERE
just ignore me as I cry over how fucking cute Keith is for the rest of my life
Sorryyyyyy for the lack of art and being so inactive but.. i mean... here, take this Klance sketch from a few days ago that I might later turn into a digital piece when I have time *shrugs and somehow goes missing for another week*