Vivacious: Lively and animated

Lance pov

I woke up to light streaming through the window.
A beam of sun was shining right on my face.
I stretched my arms out in front of my face.
I turned to my left to see Keith still sound asleep.
I turned my head back around to look at the alarm clock.
8:30 am.
I don't even remember falling asleep! Keith was turned towards me.
He had the white duvet covering his legs.
I then noticed all the dark purple bruises on his neck I'd given him They were very bright on his pale skin.
I smiled to myself. I carefully got up out of bed and tiptoed out to the bathroom.
Hunk was still asleep on the couch thank god!
I saw the projector was still on so I turned it off.
I flicked the bathroom light on and cautiously shut the door.
I looked in the mirror. My hair was a mess and was sticking up all over.
I then quickly noticed the quite prominent bite mark on my on my neck.
This is gonna be fun to cover up. A few more smaller marks littered my shoulders and chest.
I yawned and wet my hair to soften it down a bit.
I then felt a sharp pain in my back. I turned my torso in the mirror to expose red nail marks in my back. Dragged down from my shoulder blades to my waist. I didn't think Keith scratched that hard! I rubbed them a bit.
I quietly tiptoed back into the room. Keith was still asleep.
I want us to be up before Hunk.
I better wake Keith up.
I got back into the bed and pushed my legs under the covers.
I shifted over to Keith and put my hand on his shoulder.
He stirred and turned away from me.
I began to softly kiss his neck to wake him up.
He groaned a bit and turned over back again towards me.
His eyes fluttered open and I removed my lips from his soft skin.
I smiled at him. Keith frowned and shoved his head under the duvet groaning again.
"Aw don't be like that" I coaxed.
"Fuck off" He hissed from under the duvet.
His voice muffled.
I pushed myself under the duvet as well.
Keith turned away from me.
I grabbed his waist and pulled his tiny body towards mine into a hug. He squirmed.
"Mm Lance let go!" Keith barked tiredly.
"Nope" I retorted and hugged him tighter pressing our bodies together.
I ran my hand down the right side of his body which was facing upwards.
I squeezed his thigh and Keith moved it out of my grip.
"Ugh let me go" Keith said wearily.
I grabbed him again and pulled him even closer so he couldn't escape.
He struggled with me for a bit was still tired and half awake so he didn't last long.
He gave up and lay still in my arms.
I moved my hand down again and laid it on his ass.
He growled in despair.
"Sorry, you just have a really really nice ass" I whispered to him.
He huffed.
His ass might look like but it's really kind of boney.
I made an attempt to slide my hand over to his crotch and he angrily smacked my hand away.
I laughed.
He sighed.
I let go of him and slid out of bed. Our clothes were on the other side of bed so I walked over to the side Keith was on and put my clothes on.
I looked in a nearby mirror in the room.
The marks are easily by my shirt. Keith sat up and draped his legs over the side of the bed.
He found his clothes and put them back on.
He saw I was looking in a mirror and came and stood next to me.
He looked shocked at his appearance.
I tried my hardest to hold back laughter.
I snorted and burst into a fit of giggles. Keith's shirt didn't cover ANY of the hickies and they are so noticeable. Keith glared at me.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry" I laughed.
I could feel his deep blue eyes burning into my soul.
He then looked at his thighs.
A few hickies were scattered down the insides of his thighs.
I'm especially proud of those ones. Keith tugged his shorts down over them.
"I hate you" He hissed and crossed his arms.
"Aw no you don't" I teased resting my chin on the top of his head and hugged him from behind.
"Do you have any makeup I can use to cover this shit up?" Keith asked frantically.
At this time I just noticed how much smaller Keith was compared to me.
He's so short!
Quite a few inches.
He was obviously mad.
"You're cute when you're mad" I said letting go of him.
"No, I don't own makeup" I said. "You're gay, don't you have makeup?" I asked. Keith was now fuming.
"No Lance I don't! That's a fucking stereotype you ass" He growled.
"My sister might have some concealer or something" I said.
"We can go check in her room" We both excited the room and quietly walked past Hunk and into Jana's room.
Keith stood in the door frame.
I looked around Jana's vanity.
In the first drawer there was bottles of foundation and a few sticks of concealer.
I picked the lightest shade and tossed it at Keith.
"Try this" I said.
He went into the bathroom and began to put some on his neck.
It seemingly covered up most of the marks fairly well.
Keith handed the makeup back to me and I went and put it back in Jana's room.
"Good enough?" I asked him. He didn't say anything and pushed past me.
He's so angry this morning jeez.
"Are you able to drive me home? It's early and my mom won't even be awake yet" Keith asked looking at his phone.
I leaned over his shoulder. 9:15.
"Yeah I can drive you" I said.
"You want to leave so soon?" I teased. He rolled his eyes.
I grabbed a piece of paper from our nearby printer and scribbled a quick note for Hunk.
"Went to go drop Keith off, be back soon" It read.
"Tell your mom thanks for letting me come over when she wakes up" Keith whispered before we headed out the door.

Keith pov

I had Lance drop me off back at my house.
It was fairly early in the morning.
I struggled to unlock the front door as I've never unlocked it before.
"Keith?" I heard Christine call.
"Is that you?" "You're awake?" I asked shutting the door behind me.
"Yes I'm awake" She said.
She was sitting in the living room on one of the couches.
I sat next to her.
"Did Lance drop you off?" She asked. I nodded.
"You're never up early on the weekends" I said.
"Ugh, Cole had a nightmare last night and came and slept with us and he was kicking and squirming all night and I barely got any sleep" She sighed.
"You look tired, how did you sleep?" She asked. "I uh slept good" I said getting flashbacks of last night. "Anyway, me and Dane are going out tonight so are you okay with watching the two monsters?" Christine asked. "Yeah that's fine" I agreed.
"Dane told me he likes Lance" She said. "Oh really?" I asked.
"Yeah, he said he got good vibes from him" 
"Good vibes huh?" I chucked.

I ended up going back to sleep for a bit after me and Christine chatted for a while.
I woke up again around noon.
I could hear Meenah and Cole playing outside from my window which was open just a crack let some air in.
I was still in my clothes from yesterday. Fuck I need to shower.
I grabbed a clean pair of boxers with sharks on them from a drawer in my closet organizer thing and a grey nirvana shirt.
I made my way down the hall and into the bathroom.

This bathroom is honestly so cool.
It's got a whole Spanish design like the rest of our house and the best part in my opinion is all the natural light that floods in.
There's a big window right behind the bathtub.
There is no houses behind ours and just our backyard so nobody can really see in unless they go right to the back of our yard and look in.
The shower though is what makes me a bit uneasy.
It's a massive tan tile walk in shower it has a nice arch entry but it has no door and no curtains. It looks pretty ill give it that but it's given me no sense of security.

I folded my clothes and put them on the counter and grabbed a towel from the closet and set it on the floor next to the "door" of the shower.
I took off my clothes then turned on the water and let it soak my hair first.
Throughout the shower I was deep in thought about last night. So much for playing hard to get.

Show Lance you're "not into him" by having a full on makeout session with him yes perfect.
Well that plan is foiled. Once I finished my shower I took my time drying off and starring intently at the massive hickies all over my neck, chest and on my thighs.
I did lie to Lance earlier. I do own makeup. I just said I didn't so I made it seem like I don't fall under almost every gay stereotype there is.
I have only just foundation and concealer for when I get breakouts. When I finished drying off I got into my clothes and hung my towel up on the towel rack and quickly scurried back to my room.

I'm honestly so paranoid Christine and Dane will see the hickies.
Dane would loose his shit.
I found my tube of thick liquid concealer and slathered a bunch onto my neck where the shirt didn't cover. This worked much better than the shit I used at Lance's house.
I looked in my mirror satisfied with my work.
I looked around my room which was still pretty bare. I still had to unpack a few decorations I'd used back in my room in San Antonio. I had the box in my closet and I brought it out and ripped the tape off. The first thing was my nirvana poster sitting neatly folded on the top of the pile of stuff. Every night I've been here I've started up at my black ceiling and not seeing it made me uncomfortable.
I had a plastic bag of tacks on my desk and I grabbed a few and stood on my bed and struggled a bit to hang the damn thing up.
I'm not really short but I'm not that tall either. I'm like 5'7 Which I guess is short for a almost fully grown male. Lance towers over me slightly.
He's about 6 feet I'd have to saw as Dane wasn't too much taller him when they stood by each other.
Christine is taller than me too at 5'11. I'm jealous of her height.
The kids honestly will probably be taller than me in a few years.

Once I hung the poster up I hopped off my bed and looked at the poster with satisfaction. Next I hung up a few strands of old yellowish Christmas lights around the tops of the walls.
Very Tumblr I know.
I got the idea off Tumblr obviously.
I hung up a few more posters on the walls.
Another nirvana one, the movie poster for Donnie Darko, A dead kennedys one, and the final one: a black and white print of a space background and an astronaut on it and it says
"I need more space" on it. Christine got me that one last year for my birthday. The final piece of wall decor to hang up was my favourite: a massive 6 by 4 pride flag of course.
That I ordered off amazon.
I hung it up proudly over my headboard with more tacks. I'd specifically placed all my furniture and posters in the exact same positions I had them in my old room.
The last few tiny pieces of decor I had were a few Polaroid pictures of Me, Christine, Dane, Cole, and Meenah all at pride last year. We had this random guy take the pictures.
We just asked him and he happily agreed. I'd put my favourite one in a frame and I set it on my window sill next to my bed. I taped the other three on my mirror.
My favourite one was of all of us smiling happily at the camera. I was in the middle. Dane and Christine in the back and the kids in front of me. I'm honestly so lucky to have been accepted by these people. I smiled at the picture.

My final two pieces were a tiny cactus I hadn't boxed and it sat with me the whole ride over from Texas. I set it next to the picture frame and finally I put my terribly cheesy Texas snow globe next to the cactus. It has a cowboy riding a horse behind the Texas flag and what I think is an armadillo in front on it.
If you look up Texas snow globe it's one of the first image results. Dane had given it to me when I first came to live with them so it's obviously got some deep value to me even though it's so cheesy. I looked around my room in satisfaction. It feels so much better now. I then heard my phone buzz from my desk. I hopped off my bed to take a look. It was Lance.

Lance: Hey so Hunk is going home a day early to spend time with his sister so do you want to come back over?

Me: How about you come over here?

Lance: Aw why baby? Don't want to get homesick?

Me: Don't call me baby, And no. I have to babysit tonight

Lance: Wait you have siblings??

Me: I told you that already dipshit!

Lance: My bad, Must of forgot

Lance: Don't call me that it hurts my fweelings :((

Me: Fine, Dumbass

Lance: Leave me alone!

Lance: But yeah that's fine with me, I'll have to ask my mom

Me: Did you tell her thank you for me?

Lance: Yes don't worry

Lance: You didn't even get to meet the rest of my family

Me: Damn, Maybe another time

I waited a few minutes for a reply.

Lance: My mom said it's fine.

I didn't reply and left him on read.
I'm evil I know.

I then got up and jogged downstairs. Christine and Dane were out sitting on some lawn chairs on the deck watching Meenah and Cole. I slipped out the door. They both turned their heads to look at me.
"Hey look who's awake" Dane announced.
"I'm alive" I said.
"Are you going to spend all day inside? It's so nice out" Christine chirped. I laughed.
"Maybe" I said.
"So uh I was wondering if Lance could come over tonight?" I asked them.
They looked surprised.
"Like to sleep over?" Dane inquired. "Yeah" I said rocking back and forth nervously.
"You've never had anyone sleep over before" Christine said.
"Yeah I know" I croaked.
"What made you have a change of heart?" Dane asked.
"Nothing really, I just really like Lance" I said.
"You have to babysit tonight though honey" Christine reminded me.
"Yeah I know, We'll be fine. Lance has three younger siblings" I explained. They looked at each other making their final decision through eye contact.  "Yes that's fine" Christine said. I smiled.
"Alright thank you both" I said and went back inside.
I forgot I had to babysit.

Lance: Bitch you left me on read!

Me: Quit whining. You're allowed to come over

Lance: Fuck yeah! I'm allowed to come as well

Me: Cool

Me: Hope you don't mind screaming kids

Lance: I have 3 younger siblings. I've heard and seen it all

Me: Good

Lance: What the fuck is that supposed to mean??

I didn't answer his question.

Me: Just be here by 6

Lance: Can do

I left him on read again.

I went back outside I'd finally found the motivation to go out and sit with Dane and Christine.
I pulled up a lawn chair and sat in between them.
"Are those underwear or shorts?" Christine asked.
"They're just my boxers" I said.
"Why?" I asked "No reason, Just wondering" she said.
"Okay" I asked in a mockingly confused tone.
"I can't tell these days, with all the fancy patterns on shorts" She complained.
"Lance is coming over at 6" I said.
"Ah good thing, we're leaving just after then" Dane said.
I turned my head to watch the kids. They were splashing around in the pool and having a blast.

I eventually went back inside. I watched YouTube videos on my phone for a few hours. I really do hate the heat at times.
It was almost 6 now.
I heard Meenah and Cole come inside so I made my way downstairs.
"Go got dressed and dried off" Dane said to Meenah and Cole. They raced past me and ran upstairs.
"Keith honey come here" Christine called. I walked into the kitchen. Dane and Christine were standing by the kitchen counter both dressed fancy. "Here's money for supper" She said placing $40 on the kitchen counter. "You guys can order a pizza or something" She said.
"Alright" I agreed.
"Okay we're off" Dane said.
"Cole and Meenah come back down here please" Christine yelled. The kids came down fully dressed.
"Be good tonight okay? Listen to Keith and Lance please" Christine said putting the back on an earring.
The kids nodded. And both hugged Dane and Christine. They walked over to the front door.
I hugged them both and waved goodbye to us and they were off.
"Are we ordering pizza?" Cole asked. "Sure, if you guys want too" I said. They both said yes. I went into the kitchen and grabbed one of the home phones. I dialled the first number written on a piece of paper with different pizza restaurants on it. It was in Dane's handwriting. I know the three of us only like cheese pizza so I ordered a large cheese pizza.
I don't know what kind Lance likes but who dosen't like cheese pizza? I'm lactose intolerant so I'm not going to eat too much. I then hung up the phone.
Cole and Meenah then went into the living room and sat on the couch. We have two living rooms on our main floor. One right by the front door and then there is the stairs, a big shelf then the door to the basement and then the living room next to the kitchen. The door to the basement has its own wall kinda thing which separates the two rooms I hope that makes sense? Probably not. This house is confusing. I went and got some water and sat on the counter. Shit I don't have any pants on. I don't want Lance seeing me like this in front of the kids. I quickly ran upstairs and threw on some overly tight skinny jeans that were on my floor. I came bounding down the stairs and then there was a knock at the door. I quickly did up the fly and went to open the door. Lance's goofy smiling face greeted me.
"Hey" I said motioning for him to come in.
"Damn did the hickies disappear? I can't even see them" he said looking at my neck.
"The power of better quality makeup" I mumbled shutting the door behind him.
"I thought you didn't own makeup" Lance sneered.
"I lied" I said. Lance made a joking shocked face.
"The kids are in the living room, I just ordered pizza as well" I said. Lance took off his shoes and I lead him into the living room.
"What the hell why do you have two living rooms?" Lance said doing a double take of the first one.
"I don't know" I said.
"Don't swear" I hissed elbowing him. "Meenah, Cole; This is Lance" I said introducing them to him. Lance waved and grinned.
"Hi" Meenah chirped. Cole didn't say anything and just looked at Lance blankly.
"Sorry 'bout him, he gets all nervous around new people" Meenah said.
"Oh my god her accent is cute" Lance squealed.
"You grew up in the south so how come you don't have one?" Lance asked.
"I don't know" I said. Yeah my family all have slight Texan accents.
I'm just so used to it. Lance chatted with Meenah for a while.
They're both chatterboxes so they're getting along just fine.
The pizza soon arrived and I paid the guy at the door and awkwardly waited as he gave me change.
Everyone dug into the pizza.
I only had one piece because I don't want to get sick.
Cole then suggested we watch a movie and us other three agreed.
I let Cole pick the movie. He picked something with a dog involved. We sat in living room #2 (the one next to the kitchen) and watched the movie. Cole and Meenah sat on the loveseat while me and Lance sat on the bigger couch. I sat on my phone most of the movie as I honestly didn't care.
When the movie ended it was time for the kids to go to bed. Cole refused to I had to carry him upstairs. He kept trying to talk to me so I would forget about getting him into bed.
Lance made a deal with him and he talked to him as Cole brushed his teeth. I then got them tucked into bed hassle free.
"They really like you" I whispered to Lance as a shut Meenah's door.
"I'm good with kids" Lance said nonchalantly.
"Anyway..." I said
"What do you want to do? Dane and Christine don't get home until eleven so we've got a few hours until they get home" I said walking to my room with a Lance on my heels.
"Those pants look really tight Keith, maybe you should take them off?" Lance cooed and came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me stopping my from walking.
"Have you been waiting all evening to say that?" I asked. He didn't respond. "Maybe" He said surprised.
I managed to wean my way out of his arms.
I went into my room Lance keeping up with my pace.
"You're room is cute" He chirped. I mumbled a thank you.
Lance flung himself onto my bed. I sat beside him.
"Oh my god" He said and turned over onto his stomach.
"This..." He trailed off pointing at my snow globe. "Fuck off" I hissed crossing my arms.
"I wasn't going to say anything" He said innocently.
"Sure" I said rolling my eyes. "Keith but it's so hot today" He said dragging out the "o" on so.
"Don't you think it's a bit silly to be wearing pants" He asked.
"Stop trying to get me to take my clothes off" I barked.
"You saw enough of me last night, is that not good enough?" I asked. Lance looked embarrassed.
He swallowed hard.
"It's just...you're so hot" He said.
"No, I'm not" I opposed.
"What the hell yes you are!" He gasped. "Have you looked in the mirror lately?" "Yeah I have and I don't think I'm hot, or even attractive" I mumbled turning away from him.
"You're blind then" Lance said. I was about to snap but calmed myself down. I tend to force myself to wear things I don't feel confident in to make it seem like I'm confident but in reality I hate my body.
I don't talk to people about that because boys aren't supposed to be insecure and you're considered weak if you have emotions. I balled my fists up in anger at my own thoughts.
Lance could tell I was thinking hard about something.
"I'm getting tired" I said quietly. "What?? It's not even ten o'clock yet" Lance protested.
"Yeah? Well I was up late last night, we we're pretty busy" I snarled.
"I get mad when I don't get enough sleep" I added.
"You mustn't sleep that often then" Lance joked. I gritted my teeth.
"You're really pissing me off" I snapped.
"You know you love me" Lance sang and sat up and cupped my face and kissed me cheek.
"I hate you" I said bitterly avoiding his gaze.
"Well you sure didn't hate me last night" He provoked. I turned quickly and slammed my palm against his chest and shoved him down onto the mattress. He gave me a seductive look. "Just the reaction I'm looking for" He smirked. I wanted to hit Lance right then and there.
I bit my lip not knowing what to do next.
I had almost full control over the situation.
"I'm not interested in having sex with you if that's what you want" I spat scowling at him below me.
"Are you sure?" He purred. I released my hand and got up off the bed. He propped himself up with his elbows. "Awe baby don't be like that" He coaxed.
"Don't call me baby! I'm not you're little boy toy" I hissed and stormed out of the room and into the bathroom. I splashed some cold water on my face and starred in the mirror.
I banged my fist onto the place of my face.
I wanted to break the mirror so bad and have my knuckles bleed. I've got scars on my hands from breaking mirrors from punching them out of anger.

I like this bathroom too much. I shut the bathroom lights off and went back into my room.
Lance grabbed me as soon as I walked in and threw me on to the bed.
Long story short we made out again. It was a hot mix of anger from me and desire and pleasure from Lance. Nothing more escalated from there. Nothing more and nothing less. I didn't let Lance take off any of my clothes. By the end he was just in his underwear. I pulled his hair lots which caused him to yelp frequently. Boy did he sure try to be the dominant one. I was too angry and there was so way I was letting him have full control. Lance was under me for most of the time. I gave him another bite mark but further down on his chest this time. He just seems really good at foreplay. Lance of course got hard but I didn't which seemed to upset him but made me feel accomplished. Lance had his tongue halfway shoved down my throat when I heard the front door open.
"Shit" I said quickly hopping off him. "My parents are home" I mumbled and Lance grabbed his clothes and quickly went into the bathroom to...sort himself out.
I looked in my mirror quickly to check my hair. I softened it down and made sure all my makeup was still in tact; which it was.
"Hello?" I heard Christine call from downstairs. I walked casually down the stairs.
"The house is still standing so that's good" Dane said.
"Ha ha" I said sarcastically.
"The kids are in bed and have been for a while" I said.
"Me and Lance are just about to go to bed" I said.
"Alright, did you all have fun? We're they good?" Christine questioned locking the front door and setting the alarm system.
"Yea they were really good" I replied. "Ah that's a relief " Dane sighed.
"We're going to bed now then, Lance is uh- just in the bathroom" I said putting on a convincing "everything is totally okay and me and Lance were totally not just sucking each other's faces off minutes before you walked in" smile. I went back upstairs and went back into my room. Lance was back and sitting on my bed in his underwear and a new shirt.
"That was quick" I mumbled shutting the door.
"My parents should be going to bed soon" I said. Then there was a knock at my door. I jumped.
"Night boys" Christine said from the other side. "Night" We both said in unison.
"I don't care what you want to do, I'm going to bed now" I hissed.
"Look away I'm changing" I said to Lance.
"Look away I'm changing" Lance said mocking my voice.
"I've seen you with just your underwear on" Lance said. "Shut up" I said tossing my jeans at him.
"You wanted me to take them off so bad" I huffed.
"Ah what a nice view" He sighed as I slipped on a plain black shirt. I grumbled as I new he was looking right at my ass. I snatched my jeans from him and threw them into my closet.
I shut off the lights and closed my blinds.
"So we're sleeping in the same bed?" Lance questioned. "Yes, is that a problem? We did it last night" I asked.
"No no it's not" He said quickly "Good" I huffed.
"We just made out for almost an hour and you're worried about us sleeping in the same bed just like we did last night?" I asked crossing my arms and looking at him.
"No it's fine it's fine, I'm not worried" He beamed.
"Do you snore?" I asked as I got under my duvet.
" Nope, do you?"
"Not a million years"
"If you play footsies with me I'm going to call the cops" I warned him. Lance laughed and got underneath the duvet with me. Thank god I have a double bed.

Lance had managed to sneakily wrap his arms around my waist and pull me close to him as I was just about to fall asleep. I was too tired to move and fight with him so I let him have his fun.