(Keith's point of view)

I feel so...warm. My arms are wrapped around something so comfy and warm that I never want to get up. Hmmmm...I'm so comfortable. I slowly blink open my eye and freeze.

My arms: they're wrapped around Lance's waist. We're cuddling and I'm laying on top of him. I feel his arms on top of me as well. We both were snuggling. I panic and quickly sit up causing my legs to straddle his crouch. His eyes flutter open so I tumble off the side of the couch; sending him with me.

I hit the floor a second before he lands on top of me. His elbow rams into my chest knocking the air out of me. 

"Ugghgh..." he groans. I look down to Lance slowly waking up. His eyes were still full of sleepiness and he laid there, motionless, on top of me. 

"Lance! Get off of me!!" I yell as I push him off. My face must be so red.

"What happened?" He asked dazed and confused. He rubbed his eyes as he looked at his surroundings. He sat up criss-cross-applesauce and he looked so adorable. 

Fuck, did I just think he looked adorable? No, nope. I'm just still sleepy and dazed. 

"We fell asleep on the couch. Come on. Let's got to breakfast," I said while I quickly stood up. I quickly dragged Lance out of the room behind me. Did Lance know we were sleeping like that?

If he did, what would he think? I opened the door and we both left the room to head to the dining room. Lance was unusually quiet. 

"You good?" I asked.

He quickly looked up as if he was just deep in thought. 

"Yeah...I'm fine. Just remembered something," he responded. He seemed to be blushing. 

"What did you remember?" I asked trying to make conversation. He looked panicked as he spoke. 

"Nothing, nothing..." he said.

"Okay." We walked in silence until we got into the dinning room.

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(Third person point of view)

"Good mornin', Lance, Keith," Shiro said as the pair entered the room. Keith and Lance were wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Keith looked flustered and a little concerned about something. His hair was an unbrushed and a matted mess, but Lance looked like a true mess. He has bags under his eyes and his skin wasn't silky and smooth. He had not done his normal skin care routine, so that would be expected.

The boys took a seat and started eating their horrible tasting food goo. A silence fell over the room.

"So? What did you guys do last night?" Pidge asked with a snicker. Her and Matt exchanged grins from across the table. They both knew what happened.

Lance blushed wildly and placed his hand on the nape of his neck. Keith just froze and looked down at his breakfast; a blush growing on his face.

"We, uhh, just watched the Bee Movie and then went to bed," Lance quickly said. 

"Yeah," Keith agreed. Both boys sat there in embarrassment thinking that the other didn't know that they cuddled.

"Jeez...this is just painful to watch," Shiro whispered to Allura. Allura just sat there; confused by Shiro's comment. Pidge snickered and Matt tried not to burst out laughing. The morning continued on in silence.

After a while, the two boys scraped their plates and went back to Keith's room. They walked down the long hallway in silence and decided that they would finish the Bee Movie where they left off when they fell asleep. They were both sitting on the couch when Lance decided it was time.

"Hey, Keith? Um...can we talk about what happened earlier?" Lance asked. 

"About what?" Keith asked in return. He was unaware at what Lance was hinting at.

"You know, about the truth or dare game," Lance said. 

"Oh," Keith quickly responded because he didn't know what to say. They both avoided each other's eye contact.

"I-I...uhhhh...what d-did you think?" Lance stuttered out, not knowing how to start this awkward conversation. 

"What did I think? About t-the kiss?" He asked. Lance just sorta nodded and Keith continued talking.

"I...I don't r-really know, to be h-honest. I've never k-kissed anyone before. S-so I don't no know," Keith stuttered out. 

Why was he so nervous? Why was his heart racing? These were the questions flowing through his mind.

"Look, Keith. I'm sorry. This is not how I wanted things to go. I never wanted anything like this to happen in a million years. So, can we start over?" He asked. Keith just blankly stared at him. Lance took his feet of the ground and pulled them to sit criss-cross-applesauce on the couch. He turned to face Keith directly.

"Hi, I'm Lance McClain. I'm 17 years old and I'm in love with you," Lance said boldly. Keith's eyes widened. Lance liked him? When did this happen? 

What the fuck is happening? 

Keith was really confused and Lance was scared to death of what Keith would think. He decided to keep the conversation going and to break the uneasy silence.

"How do you see me?" Lance asked Keith. Keith took a minute before answering. "As a friend; a teammate. I dunno..." Keith said. Lance looked up and stared into those purple eyes. 

"Can I change that?" Lance asked as he set his hand on top of Keith's.

He leaned into Keith's personal space. Keith quickly looked up to fall into Lance's gaze. Their faces were a few mere inches apart. 

"I....uhh..." Keith studered. Lance slowly placed his hand on Keith's shoulder and closed the space between them. He lightly placed his lips onto Keith's and Keith instantly tensed up.

Lance peacefully shut his eyes and Keith tightly closed his. Keith's hands were awkwardly in the air between them. He didn't expect Lance to just come out and do something like that. Lance's hands rested on Keith's back and shoulders. They kissed for a minute before Lance pulled away.

"Relax, okay? You're so tense..." Lance said. Keith did. He boldly pulled Lance towards him and eagerly kissed him. He tried to put as much passion into it as he could. It was Lance's turn to be surprised. Keith rested his hands on his face as Lance ran his hands through Keith's long hair. After a minute, he pulled away.

"You know, Lance? I just discovered something," Keith said. 

"Huh?" 

"I'm gay for you," Keith said with a light smile. Lance just smiled and pulled Keith into a warm hug. He was happy beyond belief as he nuzzled his face into Keith's hair and shoulder. They sat there for a moment in the comfortable silence until they heard a light clicking noise. They both looked down at the source of the sound: their wrists.

The clasp holding them shut popped open and the cuffs slid right off their wrist. Keith rubbed his wrist in relief to be free of the cuff and Lance excitedly looked up to meet his gaze with a smile. Lance's smile suddenly turned into a upset frown as he quickly stood up.

"PIDGE!!" He yelled with rage. 

"I KNOW YOU'RE WATCHING US. WHERE'S YOUR CAMERA?" Lance paced around the room frantically looking for some type of camera. Keith quickly followed his lead and started to look all in all the possible places. After some more of Lance calling her name and them looking, Pidge finally gave in. Besides, she had multiple cameras, so it wouldn't be a problem if she told them where one was.

"FINE!! Yes, I've been watching you two, but it's not my fault. Shiro told me to make sure you two bond so that I can take the handcuffs off," she said over the com broadcasting in the room. 

"YOU LITTLE PUTA (I'll let you guys figure that one out on your own ;))!!!!!" he yelled. 

"Jeez, Lance. Language!" Pidge responded. Before Keith could ask what 'puta' means, Lance continued the conversation.

"Just tell us where the camera is so we can make out in peace!!" Lance yelled. Keith was a little taken back by this. Lance and him...making out? Just the thought of that made his face turn red.

"Okay, okay. Look above the doorway," Pidge said. Both boys turned their heads to the door and looked to the top of it. They both spotted a small, round device. Lance quickly went over to the door and peeled the grey camera off the wall. He then proceeded to violently throw it onto the ground and stomp it into pieces.

"That ought to do it," Lance said as he walked walked over to Keith and dusted his hands off. "Now, back to what we were doing," Lance said. He suddenly closed the space between them. He wrapped his long arms around Keith's waist. Keith was surprised by the sudden motion, but soon closed his eyes and endorsed himself into Lance fully.

When Lance felt the time was right, he sped it up. He backed Keith into the wall and made out with him. He lifted Keith off the ground and Keith wrapped his legs around Lance's waist. The feeling of Lance lifting him made Keith want to go insane.

But, alas, this didn't last for long. 

"Lunch is ready!" Hunk said over the com. Lance pulled away and had a disappointed look on his face. He slowly set Keith down.

"Man...just when it was gettin' good," he muttered to himself. He walked towards the doorway leaving Keith.

Now, unlike a very calm Lance, Keith was a mess. His hair was all messed up from Lance running his hands through it and his face was bright red from embarrassment and Lance. He shook the dazed look on his face and followed Lance to lunch; hoping that he and the team wouldn't see how red his face was.