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ifuckinglovetatum · 7 years ago

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Happy Birthday, @pngpotpies ! I hope it’s a good one!✨

So, I’ve been working on this klance one-shot. It’s not finished, but I wanted to post for you! It does have a good stopping point, so as soon as I finish this, I’ll post the rest.

I don’t use ao3 much, so it’s posted right here. But I will post it on ao3 if preferred! Either way, I hope you like it! (I know I’m not the best writer, and I can get a bit ooc)

summary: After a horrible break up, Lance plans to mope around his apartment for as long as possible. But plans change when Keith takes him out for his birthday.

word count: 3,400

rating: general audiences

warnings: some cursing

fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

relationship(s): Keith/Lance, (past — mentioned) Lance/Nyma

It had been two weeks since Lance had gotten his heart broken by Nyma. She had dumped him two weeks before his birthday, and nothing could make him better.

Since then, he’d been moping in his apartment. Nothing was getting done and he only ever left his home to go to work. He hadn’t showered in two weeks, but managed to mask it with cologne. He had done nothing but sleep and eat.

Honestly, the only reason he was still a decent human was because his friends had been coming to help out. Since his break up, Pidge and Hunk had come over every day. Hunk would cook meals for Lance and do his laundry. Pidge, most times unwillingly, would clean the apartment. They were at least going to do the bare minimum to help Lance. They wanted him to get better, but he wasn’t going to If his friends were doing everything.

Pidge had called him a zombie, and Hunk, although he agreed, had scolded her for saying such things at a time like this.

“Lance, you have to get out of bed! I know it’s your day off, but Hunk made special birthday pancakes!” Pidge had her hand on Lance’s shoulder, shaking him so he would wake up. She had given up on shaking gently, so by now, she was just pushing him.

“I’ll be down in a minute…” Lance mumbled. As much as he loved Hunk’s birthday pancakes, he wanted to sleep in.

“You said that ten minutes ago!” Pidge groaned. She checked the time on her phone. “Come on, man. Hunk and I have to leave in about an hour. Please get up?”

Lance sighed. Another reason as to why he didn’t want to get up. His friends had work on his birthday, so sadly, they couldn’t spend the day with him. He groaned, throwing the covers off of him. He lay on his back, glancing at Pidge before sitting up.

“Do you guys really have to go?” He asked, pouting.

“You told us you didn’t want to ruin the day by keeping us here only to watch you mope,” Pidge reminded. She pushed up her glasses. “So we didn’t call in to ask for the day off.”

“Fiiiine. I’ll be down in a moment, for real this time.”

“I’m trusting you, but I swear to god if I have to come in here again, Lance, I’m–“

“Leave! I promise I’ll be out!” Lance grabbed his pillow and threw it at Pidge. In return, the girl used all her force to throw it back at Lance, then rushing out the door before he could throw it back.

He huffed, staring at the door for a couple seconds before actually getting out of bed. Ever since his break up with Nyma, he had been dreading today. Mostly because he had things planned for the two of them to do.

Hunk ate yet another pancake, sighing. “I worry for him sometimes.”

“I think we all do. I wonder how he managed to get his own place and be financially stable enough to keep it,” Pidge agreed. She stuffed her mouth with pancake. “I thought he’d spend his cash on lots of useless shit.”

“You shouldn’t talk with your mouth full,” Hunk reminded her. He watched as she tried to eat the pancake she had stuffed in her mouth. Inevitably, she failed and ended up coughing it out.

“That’s disgusting.”

The two friends looked up to see who had joined them. Of course, Lance was the only other person in he apartment, so it was no surprise when they saw him. Okay, maybe it was a surprise, they expected him to take longer.

“Finally, I thought I was gonna have to leave for work without seeing you once this morning.” Hunk stood from his seat, walking over to his best friend and hugging him. “Happy birthday dude.”

Lance smiled, hugging his friend. “Thanks, for the pancakes too.”

“Happy day of birth to you,” Pidge yelled. She grinned when Lance rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at her. She returned the gesture. “Are ya gonna eat those or can I?”

“I’m definitely going to eat them. There’s no way in hell I’m letting you have my birthday breakfast,” Lance replied. He and Hunk went to join Pidge at the table.

As they ate, Lance went on about how upsetting it was that both his friends had work. They simply told him to stop complaining and to visit them at work. Of course, Lance agreed to visit them at some point during the day. At least that would get Lance out of the house.

It was twenty minutes before his friends had to go, that Lance’s phone made noise. He took it from his back pocket, a smile quickly forming when he noticed what it was.

Keith: Hey, just wanted to say happy birthday. Any plans today, or can we make some? :)

“Ooo, did your boyfriend text you?” Pidge teased. She smirked when Lance gained some pink to his cheeks.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Lance tried to defend himself. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, he did find Keith to be rather attractive. Although the mullet was horrendous, Lance had begun to think that Keith was making it work. Besides, how was Lance not supposed to have a teeny tiny crush on a guy who will wake up around one in the morning to listen to Lance rant.

“Keep telling yourself that. What does he need?” Pidge asked. As much as she wanted to tease her friend, she decided to be simple. He was talking to someone other than her and Hunk for the first time in two weeks.

“Did he remember that it’s your birthday?” Hunk added. He was pretty sure that Keith knew when Lance’s birthday was, but it’d been a while since he saw the guy.

“Yeah, he did. He asked me if I have any plans for the day, or if we could make some,” Lance sheepishly admitted. He liked Nyma a lot, and he enjoyed dating her, but he could never get rid of the magical feeling he got when talking to Keith.

“Tell him you’re free!” Pidge stood up fast enough for the chair to be pushed back roughly. It would have fallen down if Hunk hadn’t grabbed it in time.

“Yeah, man! We’re about to go, so you should totally make plans with him,” Hunk agreed. He stood as well, piling his plate along with Pidge’s and Lance’s. He moved them into the sink, hoping that Lance could be somewhat productive and clean them later.

“Alright, alright! I will, but it’s not a date.” Lance glared at Pidge who smirked.

“What if he wants it to be a date?” Pidge couldn’t help but tease. When Lance had first met Keith, he couldn’t stop talking about him. It had gone on for weeks until Lance had begun dating Nyma.

“You never know, maybe he likes you back,” Hunk suggests. He gives Lance a pat on the back, and a side hug before going over to Pidge.

“Will you two leave already? I don’t need to be teased any more.” Lance bites back a smile, not wanting to give away the hope he had that his friends were right.

“Whatever you say. Hope you have a good one, Lance,” Pidge called out. She had already walked to the door, letting herself out. Behind her followed Hunk, who wished Lance a happy birthday once again.

As soon as the door was closed, Lance leaned against it and pulled out his phone. He opened the text from Keith, and quickly replied.

(9:39) Hey! I’m free all day, so I’m all yours. What did you have in mind?

(9:40) Also, do I sense a bit of a flirtatious vibe in ur question bc u can’t just say something like that without being flirty ;)

Even though Lance knew Keith was gay, he found it to be risky to flirt with the guy. He feared that Keith would just shrug it off or that he had someone else in mind. This was something Lance found himself thinking about a lot. He always wondered if his friend was in a relationship. As far as he knew, Keith was single. But it had been at least two months since he last saw Keith in person, and things can change quickly.

Lance was saved from his thoughts when he received a text.

(9:44) Kind of hoped that you would have had something in mind. But how about the mall? We can stay there for a while and then I can take you to dinner if that’s not too much

(9:44) Interpret the question however you want, I don’t mind either way

Lance’s face flushed a bright pink as he read the messages. Keith had to be kidding, right? He couldn’t just flirt, then say he’ll take Lance to the mall and dinner, all while allowing Lance to believe that he was flirting.

It took him a couple seconds to get himself together again. It’s been a while since someone wanted to spend the entire day with him.

(9:45) Too much? If anything, that’s not enough for someone like me

(9:45) I deserve to be pampered to the fullest

Feeling a bit more confident in texting Keith, Lance started walking to his room. If he was going to go out, he obviously had to look nice. He just didn’t know how nice he had to look. He’d just have to search through his things, he’ll probably find something worth wearing. By now, he was extremely glad that Hunk has done his laundry.

(9:46) Yeah, yeah, you’ll get your pampering

Lance felt his face heat up for the third (or forth) time this morning. He pressed the back arrow at the top of the conversation, going to his other ones. He was going to open the one he had with Hunk when he read the snippet from Nyma’s (who was the third conversation).

Nyma <3: Lance, we need to talk, I kn…

He remembered that conversation all too well. He was ready to start the day, go out with his girlfriend and have fun. But then the received the text, and instead of texting back, he had called her. Their argument ended with a not-so-happy Lance, and a more-than-satisfied Nyma.

Lance closed his eyes, taking a couple seconds before he opened them again. He swiped the conversation to the right, and pressed delete. He also left himself a mental note to delete her number later on.

(9:57) It’s a surprise that you still haven’t said anything back

(9:57) I actually thought you were going to start flirting or something, like always

That last one struck him a bit. He didn’t always resolve to flirting, right? He wasn’t some sort of fuck boy, right? To himself, he wasn’t one. He saw himself as a good guy. That’s what he was, right?

(9:58) Nah I’m just getting ready so I look good for our date ;)

Wait, shit, that was flirty. How do you delete a text from both phones by only using one? Lance took a deep breath, mentally slapping himself.

He decided to ignore it. Instead of reading the new text he received, he decided to go into the bathroom to shower. It had been two weeks, he hated to admit. Lance was big on hygiene, but he was a mess after Nyma.

Unintentionally, he took a bit longer than twenty minutes to shower. He didn’t mean to, no, but he was glad he did. It was very well needed after two weeks.

Then it took him another thirty minutes to actually get ready. Apparently when he has plans with Keith, he wants to look his best, and nothing less. So he dressed in red skinny jeans (he won’t admit he bought these just because Keith’s favorite color is red), and a gray T-shirt with the words “birthday king” in blue. It was a birthday gift from Pidge last year because she didn’t know what else to get him.

Feeling ready to go, Lance finally grabbed his phone. He had a text from almost an hour ago.

(10:00) Better not take long, though. I’m heading to your place so we can go from there

“Shit,” Lance cursed, hoping that Keith had not made it yet. He couldn’t be here yet, right? I mean, the dude lived downtown which meant that he has to take the train when visiting Lance (and vice versa). He quickly typed a reply, and grabbed his wallet before rushing to his small living room.

As soon as he entered the room, he screamed. He held a hand to his chest. “What the fuck, man?”

On his slightly worn out couch, sat Keith. He looked up from his phone to stare back at Lance. “What?”

“What are you doing here? How did you even get in?” Lance asked. He took a deep breath and slightly laughed. He watched Keith pull out his keys, holding a single one up for Lance to see.

“With the key you gave me last year,” he answered. He stood up and put away his keys, also putting his phone in his back pocket. “Why did you even take so long? It’s just me.”

That’s the point, it’s just you. The guy, even if I’m dating someone, that can make my knees weak and my heart pound, Lance thought to himself. But to Keith, he rolled his eyes. “It’s my birthday, I need to look luxurious.”

Keith chuckled, shaking his head the slightest bit. “It’s not like you need an hour to do that.”

Lance gulped, feeling his face heat up once again. He wasn’t used to being flirted with, mostly because he was always the one that was flirting. But when it came down to Keith, someone who Lance hasn’t seen in months, he always responded. Keith always said something back, it was as if he was trying to lead Lance into believing that he had a chance. But not once in a million years, did Lance believe that he had a chance with Keith.

“Doesn’t matter, we should get going. You know it’s pretty selfish to be keeping someone as gorgeous as myself all to yourself, Keith,” Lance teased. He stuck his tongue out in a playful manner. He was expecting Keith to ignore his comment and roll his eyes.

But Keith only smiled, taking a step closer to Lance. “Well, I’ll have you know that I’m a pretty selfish person.”

It had taken almost another thirty minutes for Lance and Keith to begin driving to the mall. It was only because Lance couldn’t decide on a radio station to play. Keith had only sat back at watch as Lance went through every single one. Eventually, Lance just turned down all the volume and began the drive.

It was quiet at first, but then Keith brought up a “good” point. He shifted in his seat, turning to face Lance a bit more. “Hey, can I ask you something?”

“You just did,” Lance joked. He snuck a glance at Keith, in time to see the all too well-known eye roll. “What is it?”

“Not that I mind, but why did you call this a date? I mean, aren’t you dating Nyma? So this would be considered cheating, wouldn’t it be?” Keith stared at Lance, feeling the sudden tension between them.

“You said a question, not three,” Lance reminded Keith. But nonetheless, he took a deep breath before answering. “Nyma And I broke up, so it wouldn’t be considering cheating. Besides, the date thing, was a…joke.”

There was a moment of silence between the two.

“What about you? You obviously gotta be single to go along with the date joke.” Lance’s frown was replaced by a smirk. He glanced over to see Keith roll his eyes once again.

“So what if I’m single? It’s not like there’s anyone I really like, anyway.”

Without another word, Lance pulled up in the parking lot. It was full near the doors, so Lance ended up parking a little bit farther. When he was parked, he leaned back in his seat.

“Hey birthday boy, let’s go,” Keith insisted. He reached out a put a hand on Lance’s shoulder. Lance smiled, and he ended up getting out of the car before Keith.

“I invite you to the mall and you leave me behind, how cruel,” Keith called out after him. He picked up his pace until he was by Lance’s side.

“It’s my birthday, I’m allowed to be excited enough to go ahead,” Lance reminds the other man. “Hey, it’s my turn to ask you something. So, why are talking to me all of a sudden after two months?”

Keith rolled his eyes as if that was the stupidest question he’s ever heard. “It’s not like I wanted to stop talking to you for that long. I went out of the country to visit someone and didn’t come back until recently.”

“Oh,” was all Lance could manage. He had spent the first half of the two months going on about how Keith was abandoning him. He felt like an idiot.

The two had walked into the mall in silence, but Lance immediately grabbed Keith’s hand. He led him past the crowd to the front of a clothes store. While Lance looked to the side, Keith stared into the store.

“You want to go clothes shopping first?” Keith asked him, looking over at Lance.

“What? No. It’s Subway,” Lance pointed out. He had Keith look to the side of the store, where there in fact was a Subway.

“Let’s eat later. If we eat now, you’ll be complaining later and I don’t really need that,” Keith insisted. Lance pouted, tugging on Keith’s wrist like a lost child trying to get attention.

“Please? We can share a foot long, yes?” Lance grabbed Keith’s other hand as well, intertwining their fingers. He could feel himself blushing and was pretty sure that Keith was too. “Then we can go a store that you want to go to. Well take as long as you want. Promise.”

Keith stared down at the ground, attempting to avoid Lance’s gaze. But unfortunately for Keith, he was weak when it came to Lance’s pout. Since he learned about it, he’s been wanting to be like Pidge and Hunk, who were able to handle the pout and say no.

So he sighed, taking defeat because he knew he stood no chance. With a happy squeal from Lance, Keith was dragged into the small Subway. The one thing that kept Keith from trying to stop Lance was he fact that he was holding hands with Lance.

“Okay, so do you want to share a foot long, or we each get a six inch? I don’t mind either way,” Lance asked. He turn around to face Keith, who had trailed behind a bit. “Keith?”

“The…the one foot is fine.” Keith’s face was completely red, and he tried to pass it off by saying that it was hot.

Lance didn’t believe him for a second, but he didn’t press things because he was hungry. Hunk’s pancakes were amazing, but he still had room in hi stomach for more. So after asking Keith what he wanted on the sandwich, he ordered. It only took a couple minutes before they had their sandwich and two medium cups. Keith, of course, paid for it all.

They were seated at a table for two in the middle of the place. They had their respective cups and sandwich half. The two of them were also blushing because the young lady at the counter wished them a good date. But this wasn’t a date.

Right?

They spent around thirty minutes in Subway before they left to actually go shopping. As Lance had promised, they went to a store that was of Keith’s interests. Oddly enough, Lance also found it interesting. Maybe it was because the clothes were cute. Or maybe it was because he thought Keith would look good in the cute clothes. Or maybe it was how fascinating Keith looked when he was looking at things he liked.

One way or another, Lance liked the shop because of Keith.

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