Rantipole: A wild, reckless young person

Keith pov

I really like Lance.
I really really like Lance.
I need to get to know him because I don't operate like that. I need to know the person before I make any drastic moves. Flirting here and there with Lance is okay in my books but he's flirting back.

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Later that night I ended up doing a ritual since I had time and Shiro promised not to bug me.
Well it was more of a sleep spell since I've been having trouble sleeping lately.
I unfortunately had to stay up until midnight because that's when the spell was supposed to be initiated.
I had surrounded myself with candles with me holding a single silver one. I had cast my circle and said my chant. I had to wait a few minutes.
I'll admit I was very extra with this spell; I didn't need to light candles at all but I've got a good connection with fire so if helps me feel more powerful and spiritually connected to the elements.

After I had preformed the spell I undid the circle I had formed (Candle circle and magick circle) and I felt pretty good. It was really late considering I have school tomorrow.
I was already in my pyjamas as I was doing the spell and I was all ready for bed once I was done.

The spell worked!
I woke up feeling really good.
I got to sleep quickly and stayed asleep all night.
It's a nice change.
I still feel charged up with positive energy from last night so I hope I have a good day.

Lance pov

I want to impress Keith.
I said that already.
He seems confident with his wardrobe choices and I want to get on his level of extra.
So what's a good thing to wear when you're trying to be extra?
A crop top duh!
And what better thing to pair it with is black skinny jeans.
So a little backstory on this crop top I have (The only one)
Crop tops were originally designed for men if you didn't know.
I lost a bet with hunk only a few weeks after that high heel bet.
He bet me if I didn't burn any food in culinary (We were both in the class last yeae) well I lost obviously and I bought the crop top from forever 21. I wore it and got teased but it was all in good fun. But I'm wearing it to impress this mysterious goth boy.

"You are not wearing that" Lucas said as I walked downstairs. "Uh yes I am" I retorted. "You're so embarrassing" He groaned.
I posed and blew him a kiss.
"Well I like it" Lucia said coming down behind me.
"Thank you!" I said.
"At least someone here can appreciate my fashion sense" I said.
Lucia laughed.
"Let's go" Lucas sighed and grabbed my arm.
I had to sit down for like 5 minutes to put on my converse and Lucas was nagging at me the whole time. "Shut up already" I hissed at him finally tying up the last knot.
"Let's go already Lance goddammit" Lucas said.
"I'm ready!" I said covering his mouth before he could snap at me again.
I'm not in the mood to drive so I let Lucas.
The week is almost over thankfully, I'm just sick of school. My grades aren't shit but they could be better in all honesty.

We arrived just a few minutes before the bell rang. I sprinted down the hall to my class yelling goodbye at my brother.
I got there on time and pushed the door open with relief filling my body.
I saw Pidge and Hunk in our usual corner and Keith was standing by Mr. Palmer talking to him.
I went and sat down by my friends.
"Didn't know it was crop top day" Pidge exclaimed as Keith sat down next to me.
Keith was deadass wearing a crop top too. But his is a bit longer than mine and in black. A big skeleton hand holding up the finger was on it.
Cute.
"Oh hey haha" Keith laughed looking at my outfit.
"You guys are twinning!" Hunk chirped.
"One of the only differences is that Keith looks so much better than I do, And his is black" I purred.
Keith looked a bit surprised by my response.
Keith giggled.
He's so cute.
"Frankly I think you look better than I do" Keith said.
"Oh is that so?" I replied smugly.
"Yup" Keith beamed.
"Oooh we got some flirting going on!" Pidge sang.
"I'm not flirting" Keith said.
"I'm just stating facts"
That was smooth, fuck.

Mr.Palmer began the class.
I sat and just thought about mine and Keith's interaction.
I'm damn trying to impress him and he's wearing a crop top too.
Is he impressed?
Doesn't really seem like it.

I stretched my legs out and propped myself up with my elbows on the riser behind me.
Trying to sit any way other than this or just in a chair is fucking hard in these pants.
I can't sit cross legged because these jeans are so tight I can barely bend my knees.
Can't sit and cross one leg over the other for the same reason.
I basically can't move my legs is what I'm trying to say.
These jeans are like leggings, Skin tight.

Keith yet again is looking great.
The black edgy crop top, leggings with upside down crosses all over them and just plain black combat boots, He's looking perfect just like he always seemingly does.
Keith was sitting next to me cross legged. I'm jeleous because oh how I'd love to sit like that.
He was listening to Mr. Palmer talk.
Palmer's speech was just background noise to the sound of my heat pounding in my ears.
I detached my eyes from Keith's perfect figure and focused now on what was being said.
"I've been thinking, I know lots of you have had complaints about your skits being too long and too much to read and I'm listening finally and you all can just forget about preforming them. This unit was just supposed to be improv anyway" Palmer said talking with his hands.
Fuck yeah!
As much as I do like to act I'd rather not do a skit if I have another option.
My eyes drifted back to my left to see Keith starring at the bit of exposed skin of my stomach.
He saw me as I turned my head and quickly looked away. He looked straight forward and began to blush.
He's so easy to make blush, I like that.
I smirked to myself.
I guess I did catch his attention.

Keith pov

I was having an internal battle with my thoughts.
"Look at Lance, He's not paying attention to you"
"He's facing forward you can sneak a peek"
"But what if he looks at me? He'll see me looking"
"Just do it"
"Fuck"
"Just-do-it"
I slowly moved my eyes from the front of the class to my right. I looked at Lance who was focused on the teacher talking. I traced my eyes down and really got a good look at his body.
I don't know whether or not I want to have his body or have his body on top of me.
Him on top of me sounds better.
He's slim but really toned.
He has the perfect v-line.
That's my kink; Guys with really nice v-lines.
I bit my lip.
My eyes then went straight to his crotch.
My thoughts dove into a deep abyss and I thought about...things.
I saw Lance's head move out of the corner of my eye and then we made eye contact.
He saw me, He definitely saw me.
I felt an explosion of panic in my chest and my face heat up. I quickly snapped my head to face in front of me.
God, I'm so gay and I can't even control myself.

I wish Mr.Palmer would of continued his talking for longer. He stopped only a few minutes after I looked away from Lance. It was not enough time to rethink my life and reflect on my decisions.
Fuck.
I really wasn't listening to anything he was saying.
Palmer stopped talking to go take attendance.
"Keith, Did you get in trouble for wearing that shirt yet?" I heard Pidge say. I moved over to see them. "No not yet" I laughed.
"They don't usually get mad at shirts here" Lance said.
"Well that's good. I've got lots of interesting shirts" I said.
"I'd love to see them" Lance cooed.
What do I say to that??
"I'll wear them eventually" I said.

Hunk struck up a conversation with me about the apartment. I was paying attention but I noticed Lance was wearing a ring. I looked closer and saw a pretty dragon on it.
I quickly focused back on Hunk.
We continued the conversation until it started to die.

"So" I heard Lance say from next to me. 
He put his hand on my thigh...like not just by my knee, His hand is high up and bit too close to my crotch.
Why is he touching me?
Why is hand really close to my crotch?
Why is he touching me?
"What are you doing Friday night?" Lance asked me, giving me a flirty look.
Is he asking me out?
He's asking me out.
"Uh nothing yet" I said looking at him properly.
He rubbed his thumb against my leg.
I'm liking this.
"Would you want to go get coffee Friday evening then?" Lance asked me.
"I would love too" I smiled.
I've never seen someone look so happy. Lance was practically glowing.
"I'll give you my number" I said.
Lance grabbed his phone.
I told him my number and he told me his.
"Perfect" I said as I saved the new contact.
Lance's hand was still on my thigh at this point.
He noticed he was still touching me. "Oh shit sorry" Lance exclaimed.
"No it's okay, You can leave it" I said biting my lip nervously.
Lance raised an eyebrow at me then returned his hand to my leg.
His hands are really nice.
Shit that sounds weird...They have a really nice shape.
That also sounds really fucking weird.
They're pretty big as well.

I'd already seen the ring he's wearing but I want to strike up a conversation.
"This is pretty" I hummed and pointed to the ring.
"Thanks" Lance smiled.
"Where did you get it?" I asked.
"Uh I don't know. It was a gift from my sister" Lance said. I nodded.
Palmer began talking again which cut our conversation short.

When school ended for the day Lance was a sweetheart and walked me to my bike again. I put my jacket on and then my helmet.
"Text me when you get home?" Lance asked.
"For sure" I replied.