For the ask thing~ Klance, #8 ♡
Here ya go! I’m not even sorry that it’s a mess. I’m a mess, so ofc it shows lmao.
Hope you like it either way! :D <3
Klance // 8; being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterwards
He’s in love with Lance.
It’s a thought he never believed he would say at some point in his life but right now, he has never known anything more true. It’s new and foreign for Keith.
It’s not scary, per se, not really.
It’s overwhelming but in a good way. He remembers the first few times after he realized his back then ‘crush’, back when Lance would only look at him Keith would feel like when he trains or fight; chest tight, mouth dry and heart beating wildly inside him.
Then it changed. They changed and suddenly, the warm and foreign feeling inside Keith was a little scary.
But then Lance’s lips would be on his own, dancing a song Keith never knew could follow and yet he holds tight, following with ease Lance’s steps. Keith melts into it, letting himself be guided for once.
Just like this moment as Keith sighs against the kiss, sinking into his boyfriend’s hold and playing aimlessly with the few stray hairs in Lance’s nape.
It’s mindblowing but in a good way because he feels like when he first flew Red: shoulders lose, fingers twitching with adrenaline and chest warm.
It felt like home.
Keith wants more.
Lance pulls away then, slowly and careful, hand still cupping one of Keith’s cheeks while the other one never stops rubbing small soothing circles on his hip.
Keith breaths, eyes still closed as he gathers his surroundings once again and purses his lips when he feels the warmth of Lance’s chuckle on his face.
Keith opens his eyes slowly, breath hitching suddenly when his entire vision is blue. His heart skips a beat, the fondness and love dripping from Lance’s gaze making him want to drown in an ocean he has never even been to but now he aches to explore.
He can only stare, hands moving until they are cupping Lance’s face gently and he feels dizzy all of the sudden; feeling too much and yet not enough.
Keith wants to shower Lance with every single fiber he posses. He wants to kiss, love and protect him with everything that makes him Keith.
What he feels now it’s a strong wild emotion, a different one from when he fights and rages.
“God, I love you.” He hears Lance whisper, as if it was a secret just for himself and yet here he is, telling Keith.
The feeling it’s not new or foreign anymore; instead, it’s familiar and exciting. It’s a new step into the unknown that Keith knows he doesn’t walk into it alone.
“I love you too.”
Because he has Lance, and with the way Lance holds him tight, looking at him like he’s rain itself falling from the sky back on Earth, Keith knows he got nothing to fear.