"UGH! THATS FUCKING DISGUSTING!" Keith spat out the sweet as Lance howled with laughter.

"I warned you. Cuban sweets aren't for the faint hearted"

"But that is awful! God I can't get the taste out of my mouth! How do kids eat that?"

"Our tastebuds are stronger then the average humans" he grinned as his friend shook his head.

"Fucking disgusting. Your go Lance" Keith pushed the pile of sweets along the bed towards his friend.

The Cuban boy put a finger on his chin and furrowed his brows, like he was trying hard to decide. With a flourish, he threw his hand in the air and slammed it down in the bed, snatching up a sweet.

"Cornish Dun-dah-bucks" Lance reads off the shiny red packet. "Oooo intriguing"

He pops the sweet into his mouth with a grin and chomped on the candy.
"Like it?" Keith inquires, and his friend replies with an enthusiastic nod.

He swallows the sweet happily, before breaking into a violent cough. "I should've have ate that"

"Why not?"

"I'm allergic"

"WHAT?! LANCE!"

"I wanted to try one! I'm not allowed sweets normally! I'll be fi-" he brakes into a violent coughing fit, knocking him off the bed.

"That's it. I'm taking you to Pidge. Now. Come on" Keith grabs his friends arm and swings it over his shoulder.

Lance sways back and forth on unsteady feet, nearly knocking the shorter boy over a couple hundred times.

"If I die, Mullet" he says over dramatically, making the brunet boy roll his eyes. "Keep your hands off my shit, okay?"

-

"And you're sure he's fine?"

"Positive. Just a little allergic reaction. I've created a mock treatment that acts in the same way as earth medicine, so he'll be back to normal by morning" Pidge insists, tidying away the weird collection of ingredients from her desk.

"You can take him back to his room now, if you think you can manage" she adds.

"Won't be a problem" Keith insists, walking over to his drugged friend.

"Lance?" He says softly. "Come on man let's get you into bed"

"I'm sure you'd looooove to get me into bed Keithy" he slurs in reply, as he's helped to his feet.

"Oof. Where you always this short?" Lance places a hand on Keiths head. "Ooooo your hair is soft"

"Hmm yeah so the medicine I gave him will make him drowsy and.....well...filterless for the next few hours. It should be interesting"

"I gathered" Keith thanks her, and drags his friend out of the doors.

-

"And that's the 78th reason why Love Actually isn't a romance movie" slurs Lance as they finally reach the dormitory.

"And the 70 NINETH reason is-"

"Lance. You can be quiet now" Keith sat his friend on his bed with a sigh.

"Thanks dude. You know, you're a great friend. No no no don't interrupt me. You really are. See all these sweets? You're sweeter then all of them. ALL of them. You're really fucking nice and you're hair is nice. I know I make fun of it but I really like your mullet. It's so soft and cute. And you have a nice voice too. And you're very pretty. As far as pretty people go, you take the cake"

Keith's cheeks fill with color, and he bows his head to hide his embarrassment.

"Awwww don't blush baby. Not on my account anyways. It's all true. You're really awesome. Why don't you believe me? Why would I have a crush on someone who isn't awesome?"

Woah. Did....did he just say that?
"Wait Lance. Do you have a crush on me?" Keith's voice shook slightly.

"Well duuuuuuuuuh thanks for noticing" The tan boy tries to roll his eyes, but ends up falling into his back.

He cracks up with laughter, letting out the occasional snort.
"Okay. That's enough. Time to sleep" Keith pulls of his friends shoes and discard them, before pulling the duvet over him.

"Thanks Mullet" Lance yawns, pinching his friends cheek.

Keith smiles, before walking over to the door.

"I love you Keith"

Woah.
He turns around, his mouth agape, to find his drugged friend asleep. Out like a light.
Safe to say, Keith Kogane went to bed that night happy. Very happy.
Before he escaped into his dreams, he whispered into the darkness,
"I love you too"

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I actually wrote this one shot for a different ship but I adjusted it to make it Klance.
Oof I love me some fluffy stuff.
✌️💕Bree