Pidge had no idea what she was looking at.

OK, so here is the story... It was 5am and Pidge went to get a snack, like you do at 5 in the morning.

And right their was Lance leaning against the wall, at first she thought he was sick or hurt.

Oh how she was wrong...

When she walked closer, she almost didn't knowledge the small man squeezed between the wall and Lance.

She stood their a moment blinking, thinking she was hallucinating from lack of sleep, but no...

Lance was leaned up on Keith, against the wall, at 5 in the morning.

When Keith spoke she almost screamed at the sudden noise,

"No your doing it wrong," Keith then grabbed Lance's arm and pushed him to the wall, and like that they had flipped position before she could blink.

Keith then leaned down and started to kiss Lance's neck and leave a trail of hickeys behind.

Lance leaned his head against the wall and groaned, Pidge stood there. She was scared for life, seeing something like that at such a young age.

Keith leaned in and nipped Lance's ear causing him to gasp and open his eyes, which immediately found Pidge.

Lance stiffened against the wall and Keith stopped kissing him and tried to lock eyes with him to see what was wrong, but Lance's eyes were focused on something behind him.

A small sound of footsteps which could only belong to Pidge ran towards their rooms which were all together.

"Oops?" Keith whispered and softly sighed, "I guess we have to tell them tomorrow?"

Just then they herd distant yelling as a small gremlin yelled loud enough to wake the dead, "Oh my Fucking god! My eyes!"

"I  guess we're telling them tonight."