Unlaced Skates (Klance / Voltron)

Chapter Two

Keith felt his ears heat up as he heard the pretty boy's voice, he hoped to God that he wasn't beet red. He inched his hand closer to the cursed bag of kazoos that brought him into this mess. 'Why does Pidge even need kazoos? She'll just shout until she loses her voice, anyway,' He reached for the packaging as he muttered out the closest thing to an apology he could manage.

"Uh, sorry about that. I'll be taking these..." Keith reached for the purple kazoos that Pidge explicitly requested earlier that day, wincing as he realized the edge and harshness of his tone.

"Excuse me, mister, I'm pretty sure I touched these kazoos first", Pretty Boy retorted as he nabbed the kazoos off the shelf, "These", he waved the kazoos in front of Keith, " are as good as mine, by the looks of it".

Keith sensed a challenge. Shiro had always told him to choose his battles wisely, but Keith was wise enough to choose all the battles. He smirked and looked the pretty boy in the eye, "By the looks of it, we're gonna tussle in the middle of the dollar store aisle".

Pretty Boy chuckled. No, he didn't chuckle, he chortled, "I'm sorry, did you say", he had to pause for a breath, "tussle?". Keith frowned a little, "I'm buying these kazoos, and there's nothing you can do about it", Pretty Boy stopped and spotted Keith's wrist, which was covered in wristbands, all rainbow covered and marked 'gay', " Except maybe...", he continued to pull a folded up flyer from his wallet.

'Who even carries flyers in their wallets?', Keith thought to himself as he was handed a pink sheet of paper.

"...you should come to the youth pride fest for 13 to 19-year-old LGBTQ+ members and allies, it's at 7 downtown. I would love to see you there,".

Keith was convinced that this boy was the worst person to ever roam the earth, despite his clear skin, deep blue eyes, hair that practically called Keith to run his fingers through it, "uh, a- I,".

Without a single thought, Pretty Boy slipped the kazoos from Keith's hands and proclaimed as he strolled out of the aisle, "Yet another victory for Lance," with a smug face.

Keith was left speechless and confused in the party favor section. Pretty Boy's name was Lance, that was good to know. He continued to check out with his beads and made it to his car, still partly frazzled.

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Keith: I didnt get your purble kazoos but I did get green ones is that OK

Pidge ☆: didnt I ask for purple

Pidge ☆: this is fine

Pidge ☆: ill take grern

Pidge ☆: it's okay

Pidge ☆: sorry for blowing up

Keith: It's OK

Keith: there were none left

Keith: I still got you kazoos, sorry they weren't purble :((

Keith: I'm gonna get ready

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Keith: hey do you know how to skate

Pidge ☆: like,,,, roller skate or????

Keith: yeah

Pidge ☆: I can bring matts old ones if tahts what youre asking

Pidge ☆: like skates I mean

Pidge ☆: yeah can you skate

Keith: I've never touched a skate in my life

Keith: lmao yikes

Pidge ☆: oh geez