[A/N I adore Sex Education so I had to recreate this iconic scene]

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Keith carefully removes his hands from the pencil, leaving it balancing on its eraser. With zero hesitation, Pidge swipes it off the table, receiving a dark glare from her friend.
"Wow it's just a pencil calm down" Pidge rolls her eyes.

Keiths on edge. Like serious edge. There is one person on his mind who he can't seem to shake.
Why can't he stop thinking of him?
Sure, they held hands a couple times.
Maybe they back and forth flirted.
But that's it. Like come on.
This is Keith Kogane. The infamous 'cock biter'. He only got that nickname because he came out as gay.
Lance probably only flirted with him because he's the only bi guy in the whole year and Keith's the only gay guy.
Is Lance thinking of him? Why does he care. Why does he care if Lance asks him out or not. Jesus if only there was an off switch for brains.

"Non stop thinking about him. It won't make the issue go away"

Keith's mouth falls open as he slaps his arm on the table. "Okay how can you read minds tell me right now"

Pidge shrugs, closing her battered issue of The Seven Eves.
"Even a dumbass can tell that you're hung up over Lance"

"I'm just causally thinking of him what's wrong with that" Keith leans back in his chair.

"Nothing. Causal thinking is fine. But 24/7 ogling isn't fine"

"I'm not- I mean- just- shut up Pidge"

"This is an urgent announcement. Can all seniors report to the cafeteria immediately" buzzes a familiar voice over the intercom.

Are we seriously getting an assembly during a free period?
Keith sighs as he trudges to his feet, his short friend on his heels. When he reaches the cafeteria, he pushes through the crowd that surrounds a circular table in the middle. A tall, tan boy bounds onto the table and gestures for everyone to move in.

He fixes his leatherman jacket and it finally hits Keith who it is. He freezes in the crowd, receiving a sharp push from Pidge, making him stand at the very front.
Lance produces a microphone.

"Hey everyone. Sorry for the interruption but it's just your education, right?"
This earns a laugh from the crowd.
"So the reason I called you all here is because someone in this crowd is really important to me"

Pidge elbows Keith in the ribs.
"This person is........incredible. He's one of a kind. And I'm an idiot because I wanted to hide how I felt. So. Keith Kogane-"

Holy shit.

"-this ones for you"

Lance straightens himself up.
"You run around town like a fool and you think that it's groovy" he sings.
His voice is mellow, oozing and filling up the room.

"You're givin' it to some other guy who gives you the eye"
Soft music starts to play, as band kids seem to materialize out of thin air.

"You don't give nothin' to me, you painted a smile. You painted a smile and you dress all the while to excite me"
he points dramatically to Keith, who's face flushes dark red.

"But don't you know you're turning me on
I know that it's wrong, but I can't stop this pain inside me"
The rest of the seniors watch the display in shock and delight, as Lance slides across the table in his white sneakers, and bops along to the music.

"Baby, love really hurts without you,
Love really hurts without you,
And it's breaking my heart,
But what can I do, baby"

Lances singing. His fucking singing.

"Love really hurts without you,
Love really hurts through and through"
Lance jumps off the table, the band still strumming at their instruments, and the choir kids still nailing the harmonies and backup singing.

"And it's breaking my heart"
The crowd spreads out a bit, as he makes his way to a dumbfounded Keith.

"But what can I do without you"
The music still plays, but Keith's heart stops. He locks onto Lances deep blue eyes, and suddenly his legs feel weak.
Lance smiles. Not a flashy, cheesy grin, but a genuine, love struck smile.

"Keith Kogane. Will you please be my boyfriend?"

Keith's expression is unreadable.
His mouth is slightly open, his eyes untelling. A breath escapes his lips, and he smiles back.

"You're an idiot, Lance McClain"

He places his hands on Lances neck and pulls him into a kiss. Keith's cheeks go deep red, remembering that they have an audience. But Lance grabs his waist and pulls him closer, and everything falls away.
They smile into the kiss as the crowd erupts into applause.

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As always, I'll rewrite it to make it better.
Should I write angst next or more fluff?
✌️💕Bree