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came to the friend zone............. but all I found were enemies........
Title: And I'll Form the Heart
Author: Voltronseatbelts
Artist: Totesunrepentent
Post Date: April 24th, 2019
Sneak Peek!
The romance isn’t working. Keith’s love life is nonexistent. He’s going to flunk out of college. He takes a deep breath through his nose and levels Lance with his most threatening look.
“What if you don’t get me to fall in love by the end of the semester?” he asks. Lance’s expression morphs from shocked to confused to thoughtful in the space of a nanosecond. He seems to mull over the question, tapping the straw of his drink against his chin.
“We can trade rooms,” he says. “You’re always complaining about that.” “And you do my laundry,” Keith demands.
“I do all your laundry except whites.”
“You do all my laundry, including whites, plus the futon cover.” “All the laundry, including whites, no futon,” Lance counters.
“Done,” Keith says.
A slow, sly grin unfurls over Lance’s lips. He raises an eyebrow at Keith’s extended hand.
“Wait. Really?” he asks.
“Yes, and hurry up before I take it back,” Keith snaps.
Lance doesn’t waste a moment, grabbing Keith’s hand and shaking it vigorously. Keith hisses and Lance quickly retracts his touch, both suddenly aware of the coffee burns forming on his skin.
“I can’t believe you broke your coffee cup because he gave you his number,” Lance laughs.
“Say that again and I’ll include the futon cover.” Keith spins on his heel and walks away again, hiding his hand against his chest.
“No, I like it!” Lance says, jogging to keep up. “It means I have a project. And you, Keith, are my best subject yet.”
The tone of his voice is suspicious and unsettling. Keith flattens his mouth into a frown and doesn’t reply. He won’t give Lance the satisfaction.
Because Lance is already all sorts of satisfied. He continues blabbering, listing all the things he wants to do with his ‘best subject.’ Keith doesn’t bother to listen. He’s freaking out in his own mind, because Lance, of all people—Lance has taken it upon himself to get Keith to fall in love.
Want to see what happens next? Be on the lookout for the complete story and accompanying art posting at the @klancepinefest on April 24th!
Things that have definitely happened in the soccer AU (because @voltronseatbelts tempted me and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head):
Lance and Keith constantly competing in drills (and both of their fitness levels skyrocketing bc of it)
Lance: “Hey Keith I dare you to grab some turf and eat--” Keith: *scrapes up a handful and immediately shoves it in his mouth* “fuck you, McClain”
Lance quickly learns he can get Keith to do basically anything as long as he sets it up as a dare
Lance: *takes off his cleats* “wheeww, that shit stinks. Hey Keith, smell my cleat” Keith: “ew no wtf why would I do that?” Lance: “I dare you to--” Keith: *immediately grabs it* “fuck you, McClain”
Lance, trying to waste time at practice: “hey Keith I’m practicing my dives tell me how convincing this is” Keith, weighing the pros and cons of having to deal w Lance’s tomfoolery versus actually having to work out: “k lemme see”
Lance: “Keith, how do you have thousands of followers on Instagram and only three posts?? We need to fix this right away, gimme your phone” Keith, who has been texting Shiro about his weird feelings for his annoying but cute as hell teammate for the past thirty minutes: *slaps it screen-down against his chest* “I can’t my phone’s dead”
idk I might add to this later