klance dates headcanon chain so that @blamblambitch 's dream can become a reality (ft @cluelesslesbian)
im starting with: waterpark date
it was lance's idea
keith is skeptical at first, he'd never been at a waterpark before
lance convinced him by giving him kisses telling him there are competitive games there as well
lance drives them there while keith is giving him directions (if this is canon compliant keith makes them get lost and lance goes "i knew it you suck at this i told you when you were directing me in the invisible maze thingy")
eventually they make it to the waterpark
they start with the most intense waterslides and challenge each other who can do the most and scream the least
they're both little bitches and hence neither wins
doesn't stop them from claiming they won
they do those competitive slides with 3 other people claiming they will win
lance wins
keith kisses him congratulations sucking up on his competitiveness
eventually they get tired and visit the food court where they get hot dogs
they have a hot dog eating contest which,,,, does not end well since,,, well you can imagine how they looked
they both choked because they're idiots
they ended up in a chill pool for a while to calm down and not get nauseous since they just ate
they cuddle in the pool because they're fools in love
"did you have fun babe" lance asks
"yeah" keith replies and kisses lance's neck hugging him tighter
Sunsets on Dkr’teri aren’t as romantic as Lance had imagined. They actually aren't sunsets. It’s light, and then suddenly it’s not, and they are plunged into darkness so thick it seems to be alive in itself. Below them, remote in their gaze, tiny lights of the neon cities blink awake in shades of gold, pink and blue; artificial fireflies, a glow rather than true shine. Lance sucks in a breath at the abrupt change in setting.
“Errr...well that didn’t go as planned.”
There’s a snort next to him, so close that Lance can feel Keith shaking and although his plan has fallen flat, a classic romance moment hidden in shadow, he still has the shiver and thrill of Keith’s laughter.
“Nice one, Loverboy.”
Lance wants to rise at that, to challenge and jump into the teasing tone, all snark without heat, all chase but no bite. But just the syllables in Keith’s voice have him wavering, the cadence of the letters strung together so delightful he could almost melt into them.
So instead he leans over, manages to smack his head atop of Keith’s as he does, but through grumbling and shuffling, negotiating the space without truly moving away, he eventually rests his head on Keith’s shoulder.
Keith’s arm jerks, moves, and Lance almost hides his hand just to feel more laughter as he knows that’s the destination. But today he can’t bring himself to do it, so brushes their fingers together, connection on five points, all static and bubble where they touch.
Silence in the half-light, and Lance is content, in that everything is not a fairytale scene because perfection does not exist in people or sunsets or relationships. Instead it’s in stolen secret moments, in memories they will laugh at together in the days to come.
And it’s there in kisses in the dark, the best kind. As Keith moves, shifts in that way which now, with little he can see to distract him, can tell is the movement for a kiss. Lance smiles, extends and goes in for the steal.
A sunset in the darkness: their own romantic canvas.
Whoops I have been forgetting my shameless self promotion - but I updated two of my fics!! 🎉🎉
(And they’re both rife with klance miscommunication)
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Take a snippet of my bonus klance date for An Adversary :)
Do garlic knots go off? Keith couldn’t remember, but the little round lumps did look less sweaty than his palms so they couldn’t be that bad, right? Keith switched hands. Now his left clutched the clammy basket handle and his right could get a breather, stretching in and out by his thigh. It had been three days since he’d made the knots and gathered all his supplies - a large, but not too large, picnic blanket, a six pack of ciders in fancy looking bottles, paper straws because, well, Keith just thought they looked fun, and a fully charged phone holding a playlist of ambient music downloaded offline. He was pretty proud of himself. All the ingredients for a romantic date tucked into a basket by his side. Which is why it would have been a waste to chicken out again - especially on Lance’s last night in space!
Keith had been staying with Hunk whilst on leave from the blades and he would never say it was unpleasant - it was a great place to be! Except, Hunk seemed to have developed a big interest in romance - or more specifically Keith’s lack thereof. He’d been setting Keith up on dates for months in the hopes he might find love. And it had only made Keith sure about one thing. Lance was the only person he wanted to date. All the guys were nice, they were polite and they never offended Keith. But every date would end with Keith feeling that little bit more agitated. It was easier to forget his feelings when he pretended romance didn’t exist. When he wasn’t around people openly wanting relationships. When he flew headfirst into blade operations, taking down any lasting Galra syndicates without a second thought for who could be waiting for him back home. But now, there was a cold at his side where he knew another could be nestled. Comments said aloud into a ship with no one listening. Leftovers put away where someone could have shared.
In no time at all, Keith was seeing a Lance-shaped hole in every area of his life. So, when Keith found out Lance was visiting, he was decided. There would be a hole no more.
But now, waiting outside Lance’s door, Keith was hesitating. He never got scared! He never had the time. It was always life of death, kill or be killed. Keith wasn’t exactly about to get stabbed by Lance. Maybe that’s what scared him - he’d be facing these consequences without the heat of a battle. A wound he’d be guaranteed to feel. What if he lost a friend? What if Lance thought he was weird? What if Lance laughed?
A quick ‘shoop’ noise broke Keith’s thoughts. And left his stomach tumbling to the floor.
“Oh hey man! Whatcha doing out here?”
Keith’s eyes ran over Lance. He was in a loose fit jumper, jeans with the legs hanging at mismatched lengths and his hair was rumpled like he’d just woken up from an unplanned nap. Crap. He looked kind of adorable. But more to the point, he looked distinctively comfortable. Lance was relaxing. Hanging out. ‘Getting his chill on.’ He wouldn’t want to go out now. This was a terrible idea.
“Never mind.” Keith stumbled out, twisting on his toes. He should just go hide out in his room until Lance’s ship left in the morning.
“Is that?” Lance made a point of sniffing loudly, stopping Keith in his tracks. “Hold on, do you have garlic knots?”
Keith’s face felt like a furnace.
“Y-yeah.” He coughed. Then he turned around, trying not to notice the way his hip joined his leg. “I, uh... there’s this planet nearby. I got a ship. And umm garlic knots?”
Lance cocked his head to the side.
“You asking me out on a joyride?”
Keith’s chest tightened. He should say no. Lance didn’t look interested. This would only end badly. But then, this was his last chance.
“Yes.” Keith heard himself say, barely because his heart was beating so hard in his ears. He could feel it all the way down in his stomach - churning it up until he felt sick. He stared at the floor, hoping Lance would let him down easy.
“I’d love to!”
Keith’s gaze shot up like a spring. Lance was beaming, eyes wide curves that sparkled just as brightly as his teeth. “Let me grab some shoes!”
He sprang back into his room like a pixie with magic dust, leaving Keith aghast at the response. He caught a glimpse of the boy dancing on his toes before the door whooshed down again and he was left staring at a metal barrier. The dust settled, but Keith remained still. A warmth spread across his chest, unfurling like rays of sunshine, and slowly he melted. He felt his mouth tug at his cheeks before he let out a soft laugh and collapsed against the wall. The wind was knocked out of him, and somehow he was panting from just a short conversation, but Keith couldn’t help smile. Finally, he was heading to a date he actually wanted to go on.
Blue Roses |Bad Boy! Keith x Flower Shop Worker! Lance|
Pairing: Lance McClain x Keith Kogane
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: None
Summary: Lance works at a flower shop in which his grandma is the owner of. He’s there every day without a single complaint, loving to be around the flowers and helping people show the ones they love them with a simple gesture such as flowers. He wished someone would show their affection towards him with flowers but it seemed that day would never come. One day though, a mysterious stranger shows up in his shop looking beyond handsome. Turns out the stranger liked him and they had a bonding moment. Now, the story of their love growing and flourishing must be told.
Part: 4/?
