Lance: It's been a few days since the incident with my dad. It's been a few days since I cut too. No one notices my cuts. No one cares. But I'm still happy in a way, a way that's hard to explain but I'm not depressed!
I don't really know what me and Keith are, like we've kissed a GOOD few times and we've been going to sleep in the same bed since that night. So we're boyfriends? Best friends? Friends with benefits? I don't know, but I'm going to ask him to be my boyfriend I'm just not sure when.
I could ask him out to dinner tonight? Or we could buy tons of snacks and make a blanket fort on my bed and watch a movie? Maybe I've spent too much time with my siblings...
I'm thinking this over in the living room when I heard the door open. "Lance.." Keith said with tears in his eyes. "Whats wrong!?" I screeched as I made my way to cuddle him. He hugged me back while he placed his bags down in front of the door. " As I was walking home Lotor and his friends were all talking shit about me"
" What were they saying?!" I almost growled. No one gets my Spicy emo boy upset and gets away with it. " I don't know something along the lines of how I don't have a girlfriend and taking more shit about my parents.." He started actually crying at this point so I sat down on the couch and pulled him onto my knee.
" I-I'm not a little kid lance" Keith moaned as he hid his face." " I don't care, your upset and I'm here to fix it. It's my job as y-your boy...friend." I said slowly as I tucked some of his hair behind his ear. Kieth looked at me and smiled. " Y-your my boyfriend?" " WELL I MEAN ONLY OF YOU WANT ME TO IM NOT FORCING ANYTHING ON YOU OR ANYONE ON YOU OR OR OR..." I kept saying as I run out of things to say. " Your my sharp shooter" Keith mumbles into the crook of my neck .