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“You’re beautiful,” Lance breathes, words slurred and slow like they’re being spoken through honey and syrup and all things sickeningly sweet.
No, I’m not, Keith thinks.
You don’t mean that, Keith thinks.
“I love you,” Keith says instead.
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16 Jun 2026
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Dirty Little Secret (Until I Spill My Guts) by LadybugLust
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
17 Apr 2026
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Lance and Keith have been, to put it simply, fucking like rabbits for a few months now. No strings attached what so ever. Until Lance calls Keith pretty in front of the team when he’s drugged up after getting injured in battle. And then confessing to wanting to take Keith on a date.
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16 Jun 2026
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“Sorry Shiro, we lost track of time. I’ll make sure I text you if it happens again I promise.”
Keith walks up the stairs to his room. Shiro watches Keith’s descending figure until the bedroom door clicks and he hears Adam snort from the couch.
“Someone got lucky tonight.”
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16 Jun 2026
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so maybe we can learn to love the rain by angstinspace
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
28 Jun 2019
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Keith took Lance’s hands in his, thumbs brushing over his knuckles before he squeezed them tightly. His pulse thundered in his ears as he drew in a shaking breath.
Lance seemed to sense something then, and his smile faded to a look of bewilderment. “Keith?” he said. “What are you—”
Still holding onto Lance’s hands, Keith got down on one knee.
aka a short klance proposal fic because i'm sappy
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15 Jun 2026
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“I’m not cut out for this shit,” Lance admits, hardly able to face Keith as he says it. He passes the bottle back.
Keith stares at the glass, at where Lance’s lips just were, and is unable to bring it to his own. It feels too intimate. He frowns, sorting through things in his mind. “…For parties?”
Lance looks at him like he’s being purposefully dense. “For Voltron.” He rolls a hand out toward the sky. “For— for being out here in space.”
Or, sometimes a few drinks go a long way.
Bookmarked by Indigonavarrete
15 Jun 2026