I’m Really Going To Miss Them.

I’m really going to miss them.

‘Bar Fights’ are Bad News

So. a bit ago @tricodekuarts posted an art piece. So, I was like… let’s click on anon and ask permission to write something.

It’s also my “Fighter” fill for my Keith card as well as “Dirty Talk’ on my NSFW card for @voltronbingo

Here’s a preview, check it out on AO3!

(Rated E. There is smut)

Keith’s broken jaw might not be wired together anymore- the surgery was six weeks ago, but rules were rules. And until he was back up to weight and not getting dizzy from a full fight against Shiro, there was no scheduled income for him.

And so James went back to their roots, picking up the long stick and heading to Rolo’s ring. It was seedy, a text with a warehouse location and a time. But fighters took home ten percent of their fights minimum, a good win meant almost half the profits from the make-shift concessions stand in the rusted out food truck and the cover.

If you managed to sneak in a friend to bet on your fight, you’d make your rent in one fight.

Which, really, with how hard everyone went, was probably all you should fight in a month anyway.

Keith had snuck in Kinkade, his old college roommate’s boyfriend. Rolo and Nyma had never met Lance- so the connection would be hard to make.

Lance had frowned at the thought of Keith going back to Rolo- James had been the only good thing to happen to him in that time.

But Keith wore him down, showing off the scar from where his fractured jaw had torn through his skin.

The bell finally called out James’ victory, pulling Keith from his thoughts.

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letshirosmile

6 years ago

I love shaladin

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letshirosmile

6 years ago

PLS WRITE AN AU/SOME HCS AB LANCE WEARING CONCEALER/ FOUNDATION TO COVER HIS FRECKLES AND KEITH FINDING PUT/SEEING HIS FRECKLES

Awww Lance being embarrassed by his freckles is too cute. Hope you like this anon.

Keith almost doesn’t recognize the person he’s looking at. If he hadn’t heard him speak he’s have thought it was someone else. But it isn’t. It’s Lance.

Looks like a family function at the park. A birthday party? For a little cousin? Lance is there helping his father cook dogs on a grill. He’s wearing a ballcap and wiping sweat off his face with a smile. Lance never wears a hat, it’s probably why he didn’t recognize him at first.

He’s not wearing makeup. Keith assumed he did with how important his skin is to him. Can’t get through a class without Lance talking about his flawless skin. Keith always thought he was a bit vain but with looks like that he’s not surprised. He’s known for his perfect face at school.

But there, right there, is Lance without a spot of concealer. No foundation. And his face is speckled with a million freckles. They’re all over his nose and cheeks. He’s…cute. He can’t imagine why Lance would cover them.

Lance looks up from the grill and does a double take when he sees Keith sitting there under a tree staring at him. A panicked look comes over his face for a moment so Keith waves casually at him. To show him he’s not going to approach or bother him. Lance flushes red and pulls the cap down further in an attempt to hide his face.

Keith feels terrible. Like he ruined Lance’s good time because not once after that does Lance smile. He just goes through the motions of attending this family gathering. Keith decides he should go. He can read somewhere else. Before he gets far though a hand lands on his shoulder.

“Hey,” Lance frowns. “Uh…what were you doing here?”

“I came to read,” Keith says, showing his astronomy textbook. “I didn’t know you’d be here.”

“You uh…you’re not going to tell anyone are you?” Lance asks and flushes.

“About what?” Keith asks, genuinely lost on the question.

“About my…” Lance trails off and rubs his face like he can erase them. “I usually cover them up. To even it all out.”

“Don’t know why you bother,” Keith shrugs and averts his eyes. “They look good on you. Like constellations.”

“Wh…”

“Anyway…I won’t tell,” Keith says. “Later Lance.”

When Keith sees him at school Lance is back to wearing his makeup to hide what he considers ‘blemishes’. But sometimes their eyes meet in class. Keith always gives him that same casual wave he gave at the park. And Lance gives him a half smile and a wave back.

Normally Lance would never go to class without covering up but remembering what Keith said he considers it. Thinks about the quiet loner who studies star charts instead studying the constellation of freckles on his face. Imagines Keith tracing the stars on his cheeks with his fingers and reveling in the smoothness before pressing a kiss to his lips.

At the end of class, Lance tosses a note onto Keith’s desk and leaves without a word. Keith opens it with a raised brow and reads.

–You and me. Stargazing Friday @9? Park. You know the one.–

Keith smiles at that and looks up to find Lance looking at him over his shoulder from down the hall. He looks hopeful. Keith scribbles something on the note. He nonchalantly drops it next to Lance as he passes with a smirk on his face. Lance picks it up and flushes red as he reads it.

–I’ll bring the telescope if you bring your stars–

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