anonymous asked:

Can i plz have a klance mini-fic . Something like Keith and lance adopting a baby (can be canon after the Galra are defeated or an au doesn't matter to me) and Keith is like a super clingy mom, lance wants to hold the baby to but he hardly ever lets them down and he just loves thier baby so much the same thing happens when they adopt a second child and Lance is all like 'alright now your just being a greedy little shit'

“Keith, Keith honey, you have to occasionally put the baby down.” Lance reminded him as their two year old tottered around in front of him. Keith pouted, leaning back in the rocking chair he was in as he hugged the baby a little closer. 

“I know, I will.” Keith kissed the baby's head and she wiggled a bit in her sleep. He was holding onto her tight, still rocking as Lance managed to tire out their little boy before tucking him in his bed. When he got back to the nursery, he gave Keith a knowing look. 

“Keith, you haven’t slept very much lately because you’ve been up with the baby.” Lance walked over to Keith and very carefully took their daughter from him, giving her another gentle kiss as Keith yawned and shook his head. 

“I’m fine I swear.” Keith pouted more as Lance gently laid her down in the crib, watching her sleep for a moment, waiting for Keith to join him since he knew he would. Lance wrapped an arm around Keith’s waist, pulling him close to give him a little kiss on the head. “I could just sleep in the rocking chair with her.” 

“She’s gotta get used to the crib, hon.” Lance smiled as he brushed some of Keith’s hair out of his face. “C’mon, bed time. I’ll be on duty tonight. You need more sleep.” 

Keith whined and Lance pushed him out of the room quickly. “But I want to stay with her. You let me with Shiro.” 

“Yes, and you were more sleep deprived than I had ever seen you, besides, you’re basically just trying to be the only one that gets to hold the baby. Selfish.” Lance pushed Keith into their bedroom and got him onto the bed, which was enough for Keith to start to curl up. 

“’M not selfish,” Keith mumbled as Lance helped him get his pants off, “I just love her so much.” 

Lance set his hand on Keith’s head just to settle him down, “I know baby, just go to sleep, okay?” Keith nodded and closed his eyes, Lance walking back to check on the baby while Keith slept. 
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This was so cute thank you so much anon I didn’t know I needed this in my life

types of kisses (part i)

  • wake up kisses pressed gently to the column of A’s neck or the underside of B’s jaw.
  • morning kisses; gentle and lazy, humming in contentment, limbs still tangled together, hands wandering over soft exposed skin.
  • stay in bed kisses, mischievous and deep, punctuating flirtatiously whispered bargaining words.
  • come back to bed kisses left on A’s neck and shoulder, unhurried and tender, with arms wrapped around A’s waist.
  • rushed late for work kisses, a flash of heat before hurrying out the door.
  • tender kisses when one brings home flowers for the other.
  • sticky ice cream kisses, sitting on a bench in the park and laughing against each other’s lips.
  • cheek kisses that leave red lipstick stains.
  • kisses absently left on the backs of hands, fingers entwined in silent comfort.
  • joyful kisses peppered across foreheads and cheeks between scattered giggles.
  • comforting kisses pressed to tear-stained cheeks between whispered words of reassurance and concern.
  • heated kisses with gasps in between, hands tugging at clothes and exploring skin, bodies pressed close. giving in.
  • long, slow kisses in the afterglow, fingers woven through hair and hearts beating in unison.
  • soft goodnight kisses exchanged on lamp-lit doorsteps on chilly autumn evenings.
  • a single loving kiss left on the other’s forehead when they fall asleep snuggled close together.

in the middle of the night, person B has a nightmare about person A and bursts into wakefulness, gasping and frantic, waking A in the process. A asks what’s wrong, but all they can get out of B is “I love you” repeated over and over in desperation. A pulls their lover close, kissing their forehead and jaw and neck, whispering soothing words until B calms enough to tell them what happened.