[Keith froze up for a moment. Okay. He had to do something back, right? He could feel the heat in his face as he closed his eyes and just leaned into the kiss. That felt right.]
[He doesn't push it. It's fine if Keith doesn't return it fully, as long as he doesn't shove him away. Lance has figured that much. Trying to woo Keith wasn't going to be an easy thing, he's known that.
But he'll still kiss him softly, a hand moving to cup his cheek lightly.
Lance will still try his best. Get Keith to understand how much he really does adore him, let him know that he's open for whatever. And he'll wait.]
[That confident aura that Lance always tries to put up? Yeah. There's none of that right now. He looks almost as awkward as Keith, afraid that he screwed up himself, not wanting Keith to suddenly change his mind about him.]
[Keith's normally cocky attitude was completely missing, too. Piloting, fighting, that he could handle. This was completely new territory. Lance's uncertainty was just feeding his own, making him feel even more self-conscious.]
I am! I'm just...afraid you didn't. I mean--okay, I think I'm a totally great kisser, but I don't wanna push you into anything you don't want so you haven't seen anything yet.
[He has a tendency to babble, too.]
I did like that, Keith. It's something I want to do a lot more if you'd let me.
[Keith was content to let Lance babble. He could babble enough for the two of them, so he didn't say anything to interrupt until he was sure Lance was finished rattling off whatever.
But, the reassurances didn't go unnoticed, and Keith looked a little relieved by them. He nodded.]
[There was a moment of hesitation as Keith figured out what was going on, and then, almost in a determined way, he leaned back in and met Lance halfway. It was a lot firmer this time.]
[His confidence is ramped up when Keith meets him, and Lance slings an arm around the red paladin's shoulder in order to pull him in closer as they kiss. Even if they aren't pressed up against each other, he can still feel the warmth radiating off of Keith's body, and it's something he finds comfort in.]
He kept most of his weight on one hand, as they were still sitting on the floor, and he didn't want to fall on top of Lance and potentially make any remaining injuries worse, but carefully looped his free hand around Lance's waist, completing the circuit in a way.
He felt a little better about this, as the response had been positive so far, but that didn't mean he wanted to push too hard, or, for that matter, reinjure his...
Well, what were they now? His brain got in the way of the moment again, and he pulled back.]
But the smile was contagious, and Keith smiled back. Not as big as Lance, but Lance was the more expressive one... and Keith was definitely still blushing a little.]
Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay with it.
[He also hadn't removed his arm from around Lance's waist, but it didn't really feel awkward, so he saw no reason to.]
[He looked confused at the phrasing, but couldn't help a small chuckle back. Lance making himself laugh was kind of amusing to Keith, so it was all good.
He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against Lance's.]
Thanks...
[Dealing with all the thoughts and emotions swirling around possible rejection for what he was figuring out about himself had been really stressful. Lance's unconditional acceptance came as a huge relief, and a bonus deepening of their relationship. It lifted a lot of the weight he'd been carrying off his shoulders.]
You don't have to thank me, Keith. Seriously, I should be thanking you for giving me a chance with you. I know I'm not exactly ideal but...it really means a heck of a lot.
[He enjoys the closeness, the shared warmth they're basking in. Because, hey. If someone he's always secretly admired and looked up to can like a guy like him, maybe he isn't so bad.]
[He takes his hand, hauling himself up, but doesn't let go. Sorry, Keith, Lance is kind of sappy when it comes to stuff like this and you're gonna have to get used to this too.]
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[Honestly? He's not great at this himself past the flirting.]
Do you want to give this a try? Us?
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He chewed his lip for a moment.]
I guess? What do we do next?
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[It's mumbled, and his face is red.]
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[Keith might be blushing back.]
I guess so?
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But he'll still kiss him softly, a hand moving to cup his cheek lightly.
Lance will still try his best. Get Keith to understand how much he really does adore him, let him know that he's open for whatever. And he'll wait.]
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...
Well...?
[He was overthinking again.]
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[That confident aura that Lance always tries to put up? Yeah. There's none of that right now. He looks almost as awkward as Keith, afraid that he screwed up himself, not wanting Keith to suddenly change his mind about him.]
I liked that.
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[Keith's normally cocky attitude was completely missing, too. Piloting, fighting, that he could handle. This was completely new territory. Lance's uncertainty was just feeding his own, making him feel even more self-conscious.]
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[He has a tendency to babble, too.]
I did like that, Keith. It's something I want to do a lot more if you'd let me.
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But, the reassurances didn't go unnoticed, and Keith looked a little relieved by them. He nodded.]
I liked it.
[He could easily get used to this idea.]
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Lance still can't believe it. He's kissed Keith Kogane and everything is fine.
Unable to stop himself, he leans in for another.]
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He kept most of his weight on one hand, as they were still sitting on the floor, and he didn't want to fall on top of Lance and potentially make any remaining injuries worse, but carefully looped his free hand around Lance's waist, completing the circuit in a way.
He felt a little better about this, as the response had been positive so far, but that didn't mean he wanted to push too hard, or, for that matter, reinjure his...
Well, what were they now? His brain got in the way of the moment again, and he pulled back.]
Does this mean we're... boyfriends now?
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If you're okay with that, I'd really, really like that.
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But the smile was contagious, and Keith smiled back. Not as big as Lance, but Lance was the more expressive one... and Keith was definitely still blushing a little.]
Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay with it.
[He also hadn't removed his arm from around Lance's waist, but it didn't really feel awkward, so he saw no reason to.]
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[He leans in for another kiss, just a quick one this time, chuckling against his lips.]
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He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against Lance's.]
Thanks...
[Dealing with all the thoughts and emotions swirling around possible rejection for what he was figuring out about himself had been really stressful. Lance's unconditional acceptance came as a huge relief, and a bonus deepening of their relationship. It lifted a lot of the weight he'd been carrying off his shoulders.]
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[He enjoys the closeness, the shared warmth they're basking in. Because, hey. If someone he's always secretly admired and looked up to can like a guy like him, maybe he isn't so bad.]
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[That sounded kind of weird, but kind of nice to say at the same. Boyfriend... He smirked a little.]
Careful. I'll have to defend him.
KEITH YOU'RE SO CUTE
I guess you might make a pretty decent knight in shining armor.
^_^;; He's adorkable.
I hope so. We're Paladins, right?
[He moved, albeit reluctantly, and offered Lance help getting up.]
You probably shouldn't be on the floor too much.
[He had an excuse now to be openly protective...]
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[He takes his hand, hauling himself up, but doesn't let go. Sorry, Keith, Lance is kind of sappy when it comes to stuff like this and you're gonna have to get used to this too.]
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