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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum Characters: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Dorks in Love, Gay Noctis Lucis Caelum, Bisexual Prompto Argentum Summary:

Prompto still gets all lovesick over his boyfriend despite the fact they've been dating since high school

Or it's under the cut if you'd rather read it here

Based off: https://daily-otp-prompts.tumblr.com/post/180574045450/person-a-shh-dont-tell-b-but-i-think-theyre

He squirmed a little in his fold up chair, legs bouncing a little. Staring at the fire and then taking glances at Noctis before turning a shade of red and looking away.

The blonde bit his lip and squirmed more until Gladio spoke up.

“If you have to piss, just go.” The shield said snapping Prompto out of his daze.

“W-What?”

“You look like you’re desperate to relieve yourself.” Ignis interrupted. “You’re allowed-”

Prompto blushes and shakes his head and returns his glance back to Noctis.

“I-I’m fine.”

Ignis and Gladio follow his gaze, the pair sighing moments later.

“What’s with the shy lovesick puppy act over princess?” Gladio asks only to be shushed by Prompto moments later.

“Shh! Don’t let him know!” the blonde whisper yells.

Gladio rolls his eyes and smirks, Ignis sighs and smiles moments later.

“What’s the matter?” Ignis asks trying to keep the amusement from his voice. “You’re looking rather smitten with Noct.”

“Shh, don’t tell Noct but…I think he’s really cute.” Prompto says, glancing over at Noctis with a soft smile, his cheeks turning a shade of pink.

Gladio smirks and turns around, calling Noctis over.

“Hey Princess!”

The Prince looks up from his phone at his shield with a curious expression.

“Prompto thinks you’re cute.” Gladio says with a smirk.

“Gladio!” Prompto cries, face turning scarlet.

Noctis sighs, smiling moments later trying his best not to laugh.

“I know, we’ve been dating for a year.” he replies, looking at Prompto. “Thanks, you’re cute too Prom.”

He laughs moments later as the blonde lets out a gasp and covers his scarlet face with a whine.

“You can’t just say that!” he cries making Noctis laugh more.

“Just did.” Noctis replies, heading over and planting a kiss on his cheek making Prompto bury his head against his boyfriend.

Astrals, Noctis loves this dork.

#promptis #darkrose17writes #darkrose17 writing #in which I bite the bullet and decide to post this #yup I have two writing tags cause I don't know which is the one I originally used

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Ok slightly different thing with the fake texts with Promptis. I tried to do a story with it but like I did this late so I pray it's ok. I hope there's no mistakes T-T

Anyway it's under the read more :) I hope you like

His phone lit up during class and he decided  to have a quick look at it while the teacher was busy writing on the whiteboard.

He quickly typed his code in and opened  the new message he received.  It was from Noctis who was currently in history while Prompto was stuck in maths,suffering.

He couldn't help but smile at the text and quickly shot him a reply then a couple more before locking his phone and attempting to pay attention for the rest of the class.

* * * Prompto's phone hummed the moment the bell rang. He liked turning mute off at the end of the day mostly so he wouldn't miss any messages from Noctis.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and smiled softly at the text before quickly replying about how he'd forgotten his charger and wanted to go home for it.

Besides he figures maybe he could run home quickly and then to Noctis’ place. Plus he'd be fitting another run into his routine so it was a win win in his eyes. 

The blonde starts with a jog and hums to himself. He hears footsteps behind him but thinks nothing of it. It's probably just students going home yet he speeds up a little just so he doesn't have to deal with being bumped into or having to awkwardly step around someone. He slots his earphones into his mobile and selects a song as he carefully puts the buds into his ears. The blonde hums along to the song and turns his jogging into running as he does. He might even be five to ten minutes if he's lucky at this rate. The blonde is in the zone focusing on the path ahead. He's so out of it that he almost misses the hand that grabs his shoulder. It makes him jump and take an earbud out, ready to apologise even though he's sure he's not bumped into anyone. He's spun around before he has the chance to do anything else and honestly it knocks him off guard.

It's at this point Prompto realises there's more than one person and the two boys are in Noctis' homeroom. They have the same blue tie as his royal bff. He has no idea why these boys would stop him, unless he's dropped something or they wanted something but neither would warrant them forcibly turning him around. "...Hey um...Do you need anything?" Prompto asks, his voice is slightly quieter than usual mostly due to the fact he can't make heads or tails out of the situation. The next few moments happen so quick he doesn't have the time to process it. He was talking and then suddenly felt a hot wet pain against his nose which was enough to make him stumble back and see stars for a moment. 

He feels another punch to the face again which makes his anxiety spike. He doesn't understand why one's punching him and the other is just standing there and allowing it to continue. Is this bullying? Are they targeting him for a reason or targeting him cause he's only got Noctis as a friend? He's in shock honestly but he tries to block the next swing but they evade his shaking arms and go right for his stomach, knocking the breath from his lungs and his legs crumple under him. One of the boys yanks his earbuds out and he winces weakly as he holds his stomach They've been talking but up until this point he's not been able to hear them due to his music playing in his ears but now he he vaguely can over the blood pumping in his ears and the panic attack that's silently happening distorting his vision slightly and his hearing. 

"...Prince Noctis." one of the boys growls. "W-What?" Prompto asks, voice shaking a little. "Stay away from Prince Noctis." the boy repeats. "Following him around like some lost puppy,it's pathetic." Prompto opens his mouth to speak but earns a jab to the eye making him hiss in pain. He knows at this point he's going to bruise badly. Curse his fair complexion. The other boy watches looking somewhat stressed as he does. "Maybe give him a break. What if Prince Noctis sees?" "I told you before he's long gone. He's not gonna see his little lap dog get his was beat." Prompto grunts and his phone buzzes and Noctis' name shows up on the screen, annoying the boy in front of him. He growls and grabs Prompto by the face, squishing his cheeks in the process. It's painful and the blonde squirms. "You won't answer him if you know what's good for you. If it buzzes again, I'll smash it."

Prompto nods weakly and he's freed much to his relief. He watches the second boy look around frantically before falling the boy in front of Prompto over telling him they should go. The moment they leave is the most relief Prompto has felt in his life so far. He trembled, still panicking and buries his head into his hands and attempts to breathe. His eyes fill up and he curses because he doesn't want to cry over these assholes. * * *

He's been sat there for what feels like a while. He's unsure how long it is until his phone buzzes again. It's apparently 5:27pm. Prompto carefully unlocks his phone and reads the messages Noctis has sent. He panics at the last one and shoots him a text. 

'No no you don't need to. No worries it's fine. Really.'

He winces and flicks onto his camera accessing the damage to his face and winces. He doesn't know if anything is broken but his nose is bleeding and his lip is bursted and honestly he looks like a mess. He can't even open his left eye without it hurting and he has no idea how he's going to get his contacts out.

His phone buzzes again and he jumps before checking the new message. Noctis. 'Where are you?' Prompto can't even imagine how worried Noctis must be so he decides to tell the truth. Or some of it. 'School.'

Then he locks his phone and closes his eyes attempting to breathe and try and calm himself. He tries for maybe five minutes before quick footsteps make him open his eyes and shield his face. They didn't come back to finish him off right? "Prompto?!" it's Noctis and honestly that makes him feel a little better but he hates how stressed he sounds. "What happened? Why are you still here?" He sounds out of breath but he continues. "Prom? Can you hear me?" Prompto looks up and sees Noctis' eyes widen and hears him wince. "What the hell happened to you?" his voice breaks a little as he helps Prompto up. Prompto hisses in pain,arm resting around his stomach as he's helped up. He leans against Noctis and breathes heavily. "I-It's ok." he groans before resting his head more against Noctis. "J-Just take me home." Noctis puts an arm around him and brings out his phone, ringing Ignis. "No you're coming home with me...What no? I'm with Prom. I found him at school. He's kinda a mess. Can you come for us Specs?" Prompto groans and sighs. "I-I just wanted to grab my charger." "You can use mine. Prom what happened?" he's still on the phone with Ignis. Prompto hears the man say he's on his way. He figures he'll leave his phone on the dashboard on speaker as he drives. Prompto glances around and sighs. "I got beat up." Noctis growls and repeats it to Ignis. "Who did it?" "I don't know them. They was from your class. Same tie colour." Prompto groans before tears begin falling down his cheeks. He curses at himself and apologises. "Can we...Talk when we get back? It's uncomfortable. I'm cold." Noctis wraps an arm around him and brings him against his chest. Trying to warm him up. He's repeating some of what Prompto said. He's to Prompto's relief not saying that he's crying. "Can you bring a blanket?" Noctis asks and keeps glancing at Prompto. "I don't know if anything's broken. I think he's gonna get a black eye. I'll find out what happened. We have potions right?" Noctis looks relieved and sighs. "Good. We need a few." * * * Prompto is somewhat relieved the moment the car pulls up and Ignis gets out. He looks concerned as he heads over and Prompto winces when he places gentle hands against his cheeks as he checks him over. They lead him into the car and he laughs weakly. "G-Guys I'm not that bad." he mutters earning a reply from Ignis. "Honestly you look like a bloody mess. You're staying in our care tonight. No questions." Prompto doesn't even argue. He's cold, hungry and in pain. He just wants to get away from here. "Thanks." he mutters.

* * * He's relieved when he's learns the most he's suffered is some discomfort and bruising. It's nowhere near as bad as he thought.

Ignis helps clean up his bloody nose while Noctis grabs him some pjs to slip into.

His contacts are a struggle to get out honestly but he manages solo with minimal cursing.

Prompto is handed a potion moments later. This one seems to be drinkable which relaxes him a little because honestly he doesn't like the idea of hovering and smashing a pointed potion bottle on his face.

“It might taste rather foul but you have to drink it all. It's not as fast acting as the other version unfortunately and you'll still feel a little tender but it's safest option.” Ignis states before Prompto attempts to down the potion.

Ignis is right. It's awful. He gags at one point but thankfully he manages it all before Noctis comes in with a pair of pjs for him. Prompto notices they're a pair of Noctis’. He's slightly smaller than him but he thinks he might fit in them.

“How are you?” Noctis asks, handing over the pjs.

“Nothing's broken.” Prompto says with a smile.

“Though he should feel a little tender for a while.” Ignis adds. “Another potion might cure that if it's too uncomfortable.”

Noctis looks relieved at that, glancing at Prompto.

“Where's your glasses?”

“...My bag. It's a kinda boring looking case.” Prompto sighs.

Noctis nods and gestures Ignis to leave the bathroom with him. At that point Prompto carefully peels out of his uniform, wincing as he does before sliding on the pjs.  

His face and body ache but the potion is slowly working.  It's a relief to know that.

* * *

When he rejoins Ignis and Noctis, he's a little sluggish. His panic attack earlier had exhausted him.

The blonde heads to the couch to find Noctis in pjs too with a big blanket. Prompto smiles weakly and sits next to him. He almost jumps when the blanket is wrapped around him and he's brought into his best friend’s arms.

He yawns and glances up at Noctis who smiles a little at him.

“How you feeling?”

“Sore.” Prompto mutters, glancing over at Ignis who was making food. “I don't know if I can manage anything yet.”

“It's a very light soup but I can leave it out for you to reheat later.” Ignis says making Prompto nod.

“Tired.” the blonde mutters against Noctis. He sighs when a hand runs through his hair and relaxes.

“Sleep. I'll wake you up later ok?” Noctis mutters making Prompto smile and close his eyes.

He doesn't last long, going limp against Noctis’ chest. He breathes softly and holds onto his shirt loosely. Here he knows he's safe.

#promptis #darkrose17 stuff #darkrose17 writing #darkrose17writes #Im so unsure about this but I wanted to finish it and get it out #long post #just in case cause read more is a dick on mobile and stuff #hard to believe but Prom Is my favourite. I'm sorry sweetie

[thedarkrose17]

Title: Now or Never

Now or Never (691 words) (I’m sorry? Angst ish maybe)

This is it. This is the day he’ll do it. He has to say it before it’s too late even though he’s certain he has no chance.He’s hogging the hotel bathroom he’s sure but he’s trying to give himself a pep talk.“Ok Prompto.  You got this, just take a deep breath and relax…Just tell him. You’ll regret it if you don’t.” he mutters, slapping cold wet hands against his cheeks.There’s a bang on the door that makes him jump.“Hurry the hell up in there!” It’s Gladio. How long has he been in here to make Gladio knock?“I’ll be out in a minute!” Prompto yells back before sighing.He rushes his daily routine, styling his hair before talking to himself in the mirror again. “You got this.” he mutters.* * *He’s been sat there in the car staring blankly at the passing scenery. He’s not had the courage to speak up yet. He’s just stuttered, sighed and walked off twice now.“Prompto are you quite alright?” Ignis asks snapping Prompto out of his daydream.“Huh?”“Are you feeling well? You’re looking a touch pallid.” Ignis says. Prompto’s learned that’s Ignis talk for pale.“I am?…Oh I didn’t notice.”“More so than usual.” Ignis replies, glancing at him. “Would you like me to pull over?”He nods and swallows. “I think I just need a bathroom break.” Prompto mutters. Maybe he can give himself a pep talk again.Ignis pulls over near a petrol station and Prompto quickly heads out, power walking to the nearby Crows Nest. “What’s up with Prom?” Noctis asks, raising a brow.“Kid’s been acting weird all day. Maybe he’s been in the sun too much.” Gladio replies.“Perhaps. Or maybe he’s simply under the weather.” Ignis adds.* * *A quick pep talk turns into a five minutes of dry heaving into a stall until one of his friends come in to check up on him. “Prom? You feeling ok?” Noctis. It had to be him. Prompto feels his stomach tighten as he hears his best friend. He flat out stops breathing when he hears him approach.“Yeah I’m fine.” Prompto croaks.  "Good news is I didn’t puke.“ he practically flings the door open finding Noctis waiting for him."You’re kinda washed out. You sure you’re ok?” he asks.Prompto swallows and nods, heading to the sink and splashing his face. “I kinda have to tell you something…But I don’t know if I can, I mean what if it ruins everything?”Noctis raises a brow in confusion watching Prompto splash his face with cold water.“Why do you think it’ll ruin everything? What is it?”Prompto takes a deep breath and sighs. “I didn’t think I’d be doing this in a bathroom.” he mutters to himself.Noctis looks more confused, Prompto meanwhile looks nervous, terrified even. He looks like he wants to escape so badly.“I…I-I like you.” “Um I like you too?” Noctis replies confused. “We’re friends, course I like you.”Prompto blushes and blinks, shaking his head. “N-No…Not like that way…I um…” he sighs and looks down. “It doesn’t matter.”“C'mon you can’t just stop there.” Noctis replies looking concerned. He’s sure Prompto is trembling.“I um…” Prompto pauses and closes his eyes. “I’m in love with you!” he blurts out.He’s sure his eyes are stinging cause honestly it hurts. Admitting to an engaged man you love him and knowing you can’t be with him.The silence is deafening but thankfully it doesn’t last too long. It’s replaced with a kiss that startles the blonde.When it stops, he finally gets a reply.“I love you too.” there’s a pause before concern. “Why are you crying?”Prompto swipes his eyes and shakes his head. “It’s ok…Don’t worry about it.” he forces a smile and puts an arm around Noctis. “C'mon there’s a soda with my name written all over it.” Noctis sighs as he lets Prompto lead him out. “I’m just happy you love me too.” the blonde mutters making him smile. It’s only half the truth but maybe it’s best that way.

#darkrose17writes #darkrose17 writing #i dunno which I use #promptis #kinda? Ish

[thedarkrose17]

Possible maybe sequel to this: http://thedarkrose17.tumblr.com/post/170778301215/hes-woken-up-by-his-boyfriend-gently-shaking-his

Both are up on ao3 if you wanna read them there: https://archiveofourown.org/series/955083

(So anxiety this time, contains vomit so if that's something you're scared of probably avoid this one,I don't want to scare you more. I hope this is ok.)

Eyes quickly opening as he frantically glanced around. Body feeling like it was trembling and drenched in sweat.  

He couldn't breath. Gods he couldn't breath. He wants to scream but his voice is caught in his throat.

Limbs trembling and feeling heavy as he tries to adjust to the darkness of his surroundings. He feels like crying as his heart punches his ribcage.

He really can't breathe. Where the fuck is he?  

He can't feel the metal under him anymore but just a second ago he did, then his eyes snapped open. A nightmare. About the Keep, about what happened. He thinks. Maybe he's still there he's unsure.

The blonde gasps, feeling like his throat is closing up. He couldn't focus, his limbs beginning to tremble more and his lips quivering. Tears burn his eyes as they spill out and trickle down his cheeks at a rapid pace.

Prompto feels something shift next to him which makes him bite down on his lip so hard he draws blood. The metallic aftertaste is unpleasant.

He tries to be as quiet and still as possible as the person moves but it fails when he flinches at said person touching his arm. His eyes tightly snap shut immediately and he tenses.

He feels possibly the same person lean over him and he breaks out in a cold sweat, his trembling body only getting worse and his heart pounding so much he's terrified the person will hear it.

He goes strange and he’s unsure how to explain it to himself other than he feels like he’s not himself, not real or not in reality.

Prompto hyperventilates at that point because honestly it's a terrifying feeling, especially when he feels like he's going to be swallowed up by the ground or die from lack of oxygen.

Moments later, he's noticing a light flick on. He can see it against his closed eyelids, it feels warm as it comes closer to him so maybe it's a fire spell in a lantern, he's unsure .

Prompto’s shaking at this point, silent tears dripping down his cheeks. He feels a strong surge of nausea wash over him and the feeling only rises as he his temperature increase.

He feels like clawing at his throat. He's not getting enough oxygen he's certain of it. He's positive he can't breath.

He feels the person move, hearing them speak up but he can't focus on their voice. He's focusing on trying not to vomit but he feels like it's a battle he's quickly losing.

“-Mpto…”

The familiarity of said voice gets him to open his eyes and he's blessed with his best friend and boyfriend, Noctis. He's sat up looking at the blonde with concern in his eyes.

A quick glance at his other side reveals Ignis and Gladio wide awake, looking just as concerned.  

Tent? He’s in a tent, Yet he feels like he's not. The small space around him doesn't feel real and he's convinced he's going to regain consciousness against that cold metal again. The thought makes him retch. Which in turn makes one of his hands shoot up to his mouth as he retches again.

Noctis grabs him and pulls him up more into a sitting position, quickly unzipping the blonde's sleeping bag in case he needs to quickly move him away from said sleeping bag to vomit.

Prompto glances at him, eyes wide with panic. He reaches his other hand up to join the other over his mouth.

“Prom? Are you gonna-”

Prompto’s hands are uncomfortably warm along with the rest of his body. He's uncomfortable as his shirt clings to his torso and tears drip off his chin and onto the sleeping bag.

He doesn't feel real. His stomach is twisting and the nausea is increasing to the point where he's positive he might actually throw up. His arms feel heavy and weak, he feels like he's going to collapse.

He flinches when Noctis grabs him and drags him against his chest.  The motion alone makes him empty his last meal all over his own hands, along with his shirt and unfortunately Noctis too.  He feels Noctis tense a little at that before rubbing his back and muttering an apology which Prompto returns weakly.

Prompto trembles against him. Dropping his hands from his mouth which in turn spills vomit onto his pants, crying loudly as he gasps frantically for air. He chokes occasionally which prompts Noctis to speak as he begins to rub circles on the blonde's back.

“It's ok...You're safe. I promise.” he mutters. “Deep breaths...Just copy me…”

He feels and hears Noctis start up a deep breathing exercise which he slowly begins to attempt to copy. It's difficult honestly.

He retches again against the prince, prompting Noctis to push him back slightly and grab his arms, quickly helping Prompto out of his sleeping bag as the blonde continues to retch.

Noctis is trying to guide him out as fast as possible but they don’t make it too far.

Prompto doubles over, emptying his stomach again in someone’s shoes. He’s unsure who’s. He's surprised there was anything left in his stomach. He keeps apologising when he gets a chance to speak in between.

He’s terrified of choking on his own vomit or biting his tongue and his brain comes up with a list of possible bad things that could happen which in turn increases the panic.

He quickly sits down once he's done, thinking he’s going to collapse if he doesn’t.  The blonde holds his head, grabbing fistfuls of hair for a second then he's gasping out a few breaths before finally covering his eyes with his fists. He'll have to clean the puke that he probably just put in his hair out but he can't right now.

He’s crying again, except it’s more silent as he trembles. He feels arms quickly wrap around him and he almost pulls away until he’s pulled against their chest and he realises by scent alone it’s still Noctis which in turn comforts him.

Prompto tries at that point to match his breathing with Noctis, listening to his heartbeat as he does so. It’s oddly soothing.

He hears Noctis talking with Gladio and Ignis but he focuses on the prince’s breathing and heartbeat.

He keeps the deep breathing up for a few minutes, before opening his eyes to find Gladio moving his shoes with a grimace. Why is he doing that?

“You threw up in his shoes.” Noctis spoke up, noticing Prompto grimace weakly moments later.  “Yeah…It's fine though. You couldn't help it...He's not pissed off. Promise.”

Prompto doesn’t move against him which prompts Noctis to speak up again. He glances at the blonde to find him looking washed out and drained.

“Tired?” he asks earning a nod from Prompto. He can’t even imagine how tiring it must have been.

“Exhausted.” the blonde mutters.

“Feeling better now?” Noctis winces at his word choice, the blonde probably felt awful. So he quickly adds more. “After throwing up…”

“Slowly calming down….Don't feel as gross. Surprisingly.” the blonde mutters, holding onto him.

Noctis seems to accept that answer, slowly releasing his hold on the blonde to remove his shirt then slowly help the blonde with his followed by his pants. They could wash their clothes and hair in Prompto's case in a lake tomorrow and hope the vomit scent wore off.

He notices Prompto staring at his hands and offers him his shirt back to wipe his hands off on a clean part. He watches as Prompto does so then watches him rub another clean part of the shirt against his hair before finally tossing it back to Noctis.

Now Prompto just looks embarrassed and cold, something Noctis doesn't want him to be.

Noctis carefully stands, wincing a little as he does but managing to help Prompto up and slowly guide him back to their sleeping bags.

He drags Prompto's closer prompting the blonde to weakly ask him a question.

“Noct...What are you doing?”

“Helping you out.” Noctis mutters like that answers Prompto's question fully. “Come here.”

Prompto carefully heads over, climbing into his sleeping bag. He rolls over on his side, shivering a little as he watches Noctis climb into his sleeping bag moments later. They're probably meer inches from each other now.

The blonde might have gasped softly when he felt Noctis wrap his arms around his waist and drag him closer and he was positive Noctis heard judging by the tiny snort that came from the prince.

Prompto carefully made himself more comfortable, resting his head against Noctis’ chest and closing his eyes. He smiled at the quick kiss planted on his head before finally drifting off with his boyfriend moments later.

#darkrose17 writing #darkrose17writes #ffxv #promptis

[thedarkrose17]

So my trash ass made this into a series 

http://archiveofourown.org/series/866778

So If you like my fic Surprises, there's another thing added. I dunno what else will be added. 

#It's mpreg so yeah #Like I hope the oneshot I added was ok I tried really hard there I swear #darkrose17writes #darkrose17 writing #I dunno what fucking tag I use XD

[thedarkrose17]

Chapter 14 is up! 🎉 

I hope it's okay I really struggled writing it.

#darkrose17writes #Sorry about the angst DX

[thedarkrose17]

Surprises update is finally here! 🎉

So this was a really really long process with mental health being a dick and what not like last time I updated this was my birthday 😢 (July) but yeah now I can move to update accidental parents:)

As usual you can read the Surprises update on the link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10527915/chapters/27329496

Or under the cut :)

Lance walked into the kitchen, hair a complete mess, dark circles under his eyes in just his shirt and dark blue boxers with stars on them.

“Who are you and what have you done with Lance?” Hunk asked, making the tired boy laugh weakly.

“Still me buddy, just exhausted.” Lance muttered. “I'll fix myself up soon. No worries.” he yawned and cursed. “I need coffee.”

“Just brewed some. Cup’s waiting for you.” Hunk smiled.

Lance was thrilled they'd found one at the Earth store along with the closest and safest thing to coffee beans back on Earth.

Lance grabbed the cup and held onto it almost like his life depended on it.

“Thank you, you're my savior buddy.” Lance muttered, taking a gulp.

“So do I want to know why you look like this?” Hunk asked.

“He's been...Really “in the mood” a lot. It was like throughout the night on off...I'm just one guy...I can't fu-”

“Ookay!” Hunk was bright red. “Nice to know your sex life is very...Very...Active.”

“It's not nice Hunk. It's tiring...It's been happening for weeks at random times.” Lance muttered, taking a drink. “I love him so much but like we both need a break, he looks awful too.”

“Like only reason we stopped was cause he felt nauseous..But one nice thing came from it though.”

“Like?”

“Like before he went to sleep he said he felt something. Kinda at first thought it was gas.” Lance paused, snorting a little. “When he described it to me I knew what it was. Hiccups!”

“Hiccups?” Hunk raised a brow and Lance nodded.

“One of the kitten's had hiccups.” Lance replied with a tired smile. “Keith gave me the softest smile over it. Hunk I love him so much.”

Hunk’s eyes lit up and he smiled.

“Aww~ So he's dealing with hiccups and kicks now?”

Lance nodded,drinking the rest of his coffee.

“On that note I'm gonna go take a bath. Everything's aching.” he muttered, smirking as Hunk pulled a face. “Oh if Keith wakes up keep him company ok? I don’t want him being alone, he’s kinda sensitive right now. Hormones and stuff.”

“Will do.” Hunk said as Lance left.

* * *

After a few minutes Keith came out of Lance’s room, heading into the kitchen with a blanket over his head with Pidge by his side.

“What's with the blanket?” Hunk asked, looking concerned.

“He's channeling his inner druid.” Pidge replied, looking up at Keith as he muttered something to her. “I know...It's just a joke.”

“He just doesn't feel that great.” she spoke up, noticing Hunk pale.

“I'm fine.” Keith stated. “I'm probably hungry. I didn't eat much last night.” he yawned and rubbed his eye with the blanket.

“Somehow I don't believe it's that. So I'm gonna just...” Pidge hoisted herself up on the closest worktop. “...Just in case. You look kinda nauseous.”

Keith huffed and tugged the blanket around himself more.

“So...Where's Lance?”

“Taking a bath. He's...Um...Sore…” Hunk said,coughing awkwardly into his hand.

“O-Oh...He told you.”

Hunk nodded,turning red. “Also said about one of the babies having hiccups...That's pretty cute.”

“Please everyone probably heard you both.” Pidge said with a smirk. Her smirk quickly faded when she noticed the galra teen tear up and bite his lip. Hormones. “No no...Don't...Do that. Everyone else was probably asleep. I was still up...But I couldn't hear anything.”

He tugged the blanket hood over his eyes and Hunk quickly dragged him into a hug, noticing Keith tense as he did.

“…Am I hurting you?” Hunk was beginning to panic until Keith shook his head.

“No...I feel sick.”

Hunk picked him up, quickly placing him on the worktop near Pidge with concern on his face

“Oh God...You're not getting sick right?”

Keith looked confused, placing his hands on his stomach.  

“Um....” he paused. “Can you...Get Lance...I don't...Feel so great.”

Hunk nodded, practically rushing off.

* * *

Keith glanced at Pidge and sighed.

“I'm...Sure it's nothing bad.” she said, biting her lip.

“Getting sick isn't good is it?”

“Not always but there's sicknesses that won't harm them. If that's what you're worried about.”

Keith sighed and rested a hand against his face.

“...They're kicking now...Or one is. Hard.” he winced slightly, leaning against Pidge.

“Just breathe. Lance will be here.” she jumped off the worktop.

“I...I need to get down. I feel like I'm gonna throw up.”

Pidge rushed over, grabbing his hand and helping him get down. She quickly lead him to the closest bathroom.

He made his way in and she waited for him outside of the door.

* * *

Hunk didn't knock before entering. Lance screamed, sliding further into the water before noticing who it was.

“Quiznak...Hunk buddy...I love you but...Knock please.” he sat up and sighed. “Scared me.”

“Sorry...Sorry it's just...Keith.”

Lance raised a brow.

“What about him?”

“...He wants you.” he paused as Lance’s face change. “Not that want. I mean he looks sick, I think he's scared. And honestly it's weird seeing him like that.”

Lance looked concerned, quickly standing up which caused Hunk to groan and shield his eyes.

“Dude!”

Lance quickly stepped out of the tub, wrapping a towel around his waist.

“Ok...You're gonna have to carry me. I don't have time to dry off. I'll slip if you don't.” Lance said.

Hunk picked him up and rushed out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen.

* * *

Hunk rushed into the kitchen,placing Lance down when he stopped.  Keith was leaning against the worktop and was drinking a glass of water slowly and Pidge was a distance away, pacing.

Lance headed over to Keith, looking concerned as he did.

“Are you okay? Hunk said-”

“He threw up. A lot.” Pidge interrupted. “I think maybe you should have Coran check him over.”

“He's sick huh?” Hunk glanced over at Keith.

Lance looked worried,checking him over.

“What's wrong?” Lance muttered, voice shaking. “Tell me.”

“Um I feel sick...Cramps and I think I'm burning up.”

Keith looked at Lance and his heart broke, Lance was almost crying as he was looking Keith over.  

“I think you have a fever.” Lance muttered.

“Just go take him to Coran. Make sure whatever is wrong won’t affect the babies.” Pidge said.

Lance looked stressed, picking Keith up and kissing his head. Keith didn't complain,  resting his head against Lance's shoulder.

“Ok...I'm gonna...Go take you to see him.”   

“...I'm fine.” Keith muttered, yawning.

“You're not.” Lance replied before looking at Hunk.

“Hey...Um...If you see Allura can you tell her I'm not training today.”  Lance muttered, looking worried.

“Yeah sure thing. Don't worry about it. Just focus on Keith ok?” Hunk replied, panic etched on his face.

* * *

They’d found Coran rather quickly. Lance still wasn’t wearing anything but a towel but he didn’t care at this point.

He was almost in tears as he held Keith close who was dozing off against his shoulder.His head feeling hot against Lance.

“Lance, my boy what’s-”

“K-Keith.” Lance muttered. “S-Something’s wrong with him.”

Coran quickly guided them to the medical bay.

“Whatever is wrong with him, I can promise you I’ll try my best to fix this.” the Altean man said.

Lance sniffed and Coran looked over at him.

“Come here.” he muttered, voice soft as he gestured Lance closer.

When Lance was close enough, Coran put an arm around him, giving him a gentle side cuddle. The teenager actually sobbed at that point.

“I bet it's nothing too bad. Getting sick in this situation is extremely easy.” Coran said, rubbing Lance’s back. “Dry your eyes. It'll worry him seeing you like this.”

Keith began to stir as they entered the medical bay, groaning as he did.

Lance lied him on the closest bed,  wiping at his own eyes moments later as Coran headed over.

“So what are you feeling like?” Coran asked, heading to a machine and setting it up.

“Feel sick...Threw up a lot...My stomach is crampy and I feel...Like I'm burning up.” Keith said, still groggy from his nap.

“And how long have you felt like that Keith?”

“Since I woke up. I thought it'd go away on its own or it was morning sickness.”

“Why didn't you tell someone?” Lance asked, looking concerned.

“I told Pidge about not feeling great. I didn't think it was that bad.” he paused and bit his lip. “I didn't think anything of it.”

Coran set the machine up and Keith closed his eyes as a large long scanner passed over him. He stayed tensed up until Lance told him it was over.

The duo watched Coran look over the results, both looking stressed as he did.

“It's what you Earthlings would call a “stomach bug” completely harmless to the offspring normally. Anything changes just come back ok?” Coran said smiling at the boys.

The pair looked relieved, Lance grabbing Keith’s hands and giving them a gentle squeeze. He was smiling until he noticed something dripping onto Keith’s hands.

“Keith?” he looked up at the teenager, surprised when the noticed the boy was crying. “Kei no don't cry, it's okay I promise.”

Lance gently rubbed his thumbs in a circular motion against Keith’s hands.

“R-Relieved...I'm relieved.” Keith hiccuped.

“You're probably drained too Keith.. “ Coran said. “You should try to rest as much as possible today until you feel better. Keep hydrated too.”

Keith nodded, slowly moving one hand from Lance’s to rub at his eyes.

Lance slowly picked Keith up, holding him close. Lance had regained some of his colour back and but looked tired.

“You should rest too my boy.” Coran sighed,looking concerned.

“I will. I just need to sort him out first.”

Coran nodded, handing him a white strip.

“What's-”

“It'll keep him cool when you put it on him.”

Lance smiled.

“Thanks Coran.”

* * *

Allura and Shiro had found the boys on one of the couches. Lance was knitting and Keith was curled up on his side with a cooling strip on his head,currently drinking a “space capri sun” as Lance called them.

Keith’s arms was bare but a blanket covered the rest of his body up.

Keith seemed to retreat under it after resting his drink against Lance. His head was the only thing visible. He smiled weakly at Shiro, purring and then groaning when the older man ruffled up his hair, making it messy and fluffy.

“Hey...How are you feeling kiddo?” Shiro asked,pushing some of Keith’s hair back off his face.

“I'm not a kid.” he huffed.

“He's just drained and not feeling too great. Coran said it's a stomach bug. Harmless to the kittens which is good. Really good actually.” Lance said, glancing down at Keith.

Keith yawned and slowly sat up, the blanket falling off his bare chest.

“Kittens are fine.” he muttered, earning a smile from Lance.  “Maybe they know I'm not great. Kicks are more gentler I guess.”

“You normally don't like the kitten deal. You really must be drained if you're saying it.” Lance said, watching Keith attempt to get up. “You're supposed to be resting Keith.”

“I drank too much.”he said bluntly. “So...Um...Yeah.”

Lance nodded.

Shiro helped the galra teen up, picking him up and carrying him off to the bathroom. Keith didn't complain, too drained to do so.

Allura sighed and sat with Lance.

“So he's ok?”

“He will be.” Lance replied, putting down his knitting. As he did so he noticed the mice scurry up to Allura’s lap. He smiled and gently scratched behind Platt’s ears.

Platt seemed to melt at the touch, making Lance smile.

“And how's my favourite princess?” Lance asked, looking up at Allura. “You're practically glowing.

“So far so good. Altean pregnancies can be a little different at times compared to other races.” she paused and pulled a face. “I'm told it'll probably become more bothersome in later months. Shiro has been amazing throughout though.”

“You're only at four right?”

She nodded.

“Keith’s not far from five months now. It's been a nightmare for months for him.” Lance sighed. “I feel bad for him.”

Allura sighed and agreed.

“Me too. All we can do really is support him the best we can.”

Lance nodded, glancing back to his knitting.

“What are doing?” she asked making him look back at her.

“I'm making him a sweater. He gets cold a lot so I thought he'd like this. I'm making it bigger so he can use it until due date.”

“Its...Purple? Why purple?” Allura was looking at the purple yarn.

“Red and blue make purple. Plus I might be wanting to put his favourite animal on it.” Lance smiled. “I can make you one too if you want.”

Allura smiled, kissing his head in an almost motherly fashion.

“I'd like that if it's okay.” she smiled wider until she noticed Lance’s expression had changed.

“Oh dear. Did I do something wrong?”

He tensed and spoke up.

“It's just...My mom...Used to...Do that...Kiss my head...Like that.” he bit his lip, feeling his eyes being to burn with hot tears. “She'd...H-Hold me...A-And.” he squeezed his eyes shut, tears dribbling down his cheeks at a rapid pace.

Allura looked sorry for him, quickly dragging him close and wrapping her arms around him. At that point he gripped onto her dress, trembling as tears soaked the fabric.

“S-Sorry I-I feel bad because...Like after what happened with- B-But...I-I just...Really miss...Her.”

* * *

Shiro and Keith returned after a few minutes, the pair noticing two things. Lance hunched against Allura, head against her chest and Allura gently rubbing his back.

Lance was gripping at some of the fabric a slight gap away from under her chest but it was a weak grip. On closer inspection they realised he was asleep, eyes puffy and red.

“What happened?” Shiro asked, surprised when Allura shushed him.

“Quiet...He's asleep.”she muttered as she gently ran a hand through his hair. “He was very upset.”

Keith carefully climbed from Shiro’s arms ,blanket peeling off him as he did revealing just red boxers.

Allura blushed, looking down at Lance.

“Why was he crying?” Keith asked, once he successfully planted both feet on the ground, the action made him feel more nauseous than he already was in his sick state.

Shiro sighed and quickly wrapped the blanket around him and lead him to the couch.

“He's missing his mother. I accidentally did something that reminded him of her. I didn't mean to make him cry.” Allura said.

Keith sighed and climbed onto the couch,  wrapping his arms around Lance the best he could. He winced when the bump kicked hard.

“...You'll wake him up doing that.” Keith muttered and winced as he received another hard kick.

Lance woke up,looking up at Allura before glancing back at Keith.

“Mm hey beautiful.” he muttered to Keith making him blush.

“Knock it off.” Keith huffed, smiling as he did so.

* * *

The next day Keith felt better.

He snuggled against Lance’s side on the couch, purring when Lance gently ran his fingers through his raven hair.

Lance laughed causing Keith to look up at him.

“Sorry it's just cute and it kinda tickles.” Lance snorted, returning to running his fingers through Keith’s hair.

The purring started up again just as Lance started. Keith leaning against Lance, bump  against his stomach looking content, Lance smiled as he felt the bump kick him.

“How's my samurai?” he asked, putting an arm around Keith.

“Better, just tired.”

Lance kissed his head making Keith smile wide.

“Good I'd rather have you tired than sick.”

He paused for a second, glancing at Keith.

“How's the kittens?”

“They're fine.” Keith said,getting up. “I've got stomach ache.”he elaborated when he saw Lance's expression change to concern. “We're fine...Just hungry. Relax.”

His eyes widened as Lance quickly sat up and wrapped his arms around Keith’s waist.

“Lance.”

Lance grinned and rested his head against Keith’s ass.

“You're so...Thicc~” he said in a singsong like tone.

“I'm what?” Keith attempted to glance back, raising a brow, looking confused as he did.

“He means, you've got big thighs and a big ass.” Pidge spoke up from the other couch, on her laptop. “I wish I didn't have to say that.”

Hunk chuckled next to her, looking at the pair. Noticing Keith turn scarlet.

“Um i-is that a good or bad thing?” Keith asked.

“Good.” Hunk spoke up, smirking. “His head is literally on your butt right now, he's cuddling your waist too.”

“It's squishy~ Don't judge.” Lance muttered.

“....Thanks?” Keith replied.

Lance grinned and slowly pulled away.

“As much as I love you...Maybe it's not wise being near the “danger zone” too long.”

Hunk snorted and covered his mouth.

Keith shook his head and turned to face Lance, kneeling down the best he could.

“Kei what are you-”

Keith grabbed his hands, smiling as he did. Looking into his eyes moments later.

“I love you….Lancey Lance.” he said with the softest expression.

Lance returned the blushed and flashed him a soft smile, chuckling and resting a hand on Keith’s jaw. Some raven hair tickling Lance’s hand.

“Aww~ I love you too Kei.” he continued to smile. “That was too cute.” Lance kissed him, hearing Hunk go “aww.” as he did and Pidge mutter a “cute.”

“Lance?”

“Yeah?”

“I um....I have a problem.” Keith muttered.

“Oh...What is it? I won't judge. You're pregnant after all.”

“I um....Can't get up.”  he muttered, falling back on his ass with a slight thud.

Lance nodded, unhooking their hands and getting up.

“Come here space cat.” he muttered, wrapping his arms around Keith and lifting him up and resting him against his hip.

“I'm not even in my Galra form.” he huffed, wrapping his arms around Lance’s neck.

“Are you ok?” Hunk asked, causing Keith to look over.

“I’m fine. Don't worry about it.” he smiled at Hunk who seemed to relax as he did.

“Gimme a heads up if you've got gas ok?...Cause like my arm is directly under your ass.” Lance said, making sure Keith was secure. He snorted when he notice Keith turn scarlet.

Hunk laughed, quickly covering his mouth.

“Father of your children Keith. Even if he's a memelord you can't deny he treats you right.” Pidge said with a smile. “Even if he says the wrong things at times.”

Keith made a noise of agreement, leaning more against Lance. His stomach loudly growling as he did.

“I think that's Air Lance’s cue to take off huh?” Lance muttered, giving Keith a kiss before heading off to the kitchen with him.

“They're adorable huh?” Hunk muttered. “I'm happy for them. He makes Lance really happy, I mean he's still insecure but I think somehow Keith helps him a little with that.”

“Even if Keith doesn't realise it. They both make each other happy.” Pidge replied. “I must admit it's cute. When it's not walking in on them sucking faces.”

Hunk blushed.

“That's nothing. I'd rather walk in on that.”

Pidge’s eyes left her laptop and she quickly looked up at Hunk.

“You didn't walk in in them hav-”

“Nah like an hour after it. Still awkward though….I said congratulations to Lance about it.” he placed his head in his hands and groaned. “Who says that?”

Pidge snorted and tried to stop herself laughing.

“You apparently.”

* * *

“I want fries and a cheeseburger.” Keith said, sat on the worktop as Lance looked for some food for him. “I'm really craving it.”

“That's one of the most normal things you've craved...It's a small list.” Lance muttered with a smirk.

“With pineapple and food goo.”  Keith added. “Oh chocolate spread too.”

Lance grimaced.

“I take it back.” he sighed. “Keith...We're in space...I can't get you fast food. Sorry baby.”

Lance ruffled Keith’s hair as he began to pout.

“I hate this fucking ship.” he huffed making Lance snort and grab his face, which in turn pushed his cheeks up a little.

“Will you stop being grumpy if I ask Hunk to make you something?” Lance asked.

“I'm not grumpy.”

“It won't be what you want though.” Lance winced as he looked at Keith. He looked like he was moments from crying.

“Hey no no...Don't do that.” he planted a few kisses on Keith’s face before picking him back up and heading back to Hunk.

* * *

They'd managed to compromise with Keith with just fries. Space fries as Lance called them.

They was from something that they found on a nearby planet that looked like a weird combination of a sweet potato and butternut squash.

Keith seemed happy enough with it, dunking each one into a bowl of food goo before eating.

Afterwards he'd taken a nap on one of the couches,curled up across Shiro’s lap.

Minus Lance he was the most relaxed around Shiro mostly due to the fact he saw Shiro as like a big brother and felt the most comfortable around him.

Allura was next to Shiro gently running a hand through Keith’s hair.

She listened as Lance and Pidge talked about their favourite video games on the other couch.

“Like there's a whole book about it.” Pidge whispered . “The lore is huge.”

“Seriously?!” Lance whispered, loudly. “I couldn't afford it. Do you remember any of it?”

Pidge offered him a cat like smirk.

“You bet I do.”

Lance cheered loudly, hugging Pidge tight. He winced when Keith opened his eyes and glared at him.

“Oh quiznak…” he offered Keith a sheepish smile. “Sorry Kei...Didn't mean to wake you.”

Keith huffed and made himself comfortable again, closing his eyes and drifting off again moments later.

* * *

Keith woke up to two things. Pidge talking about some “lore” of something, Lance expressing his excitement with said lore and the smell of popcorn.

He blinked and pushed himself up off Shiro’s lap. Surprised he'd actually stayed there until he looked up and realised Shiro was asleep, Allura too.

The duo slumped slightly together which made Keith smile slightly.

“Hey sleepy head. You sleep well?” Lance asked,pausing the lore talk with Pidge.

Keith nodded, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“Why can I smell popcorn?” he asked with a yawn.

Lance smiled and headed over to him, kneeling down and kissing his cheek.

“Well we found some at the space mall.. Hunk just made some but it-”

Keith’s eyes lit up and he pushed himself up, attempting to head to the kitchen.

Lance grabbed his arm, stopping him.

“Hey. It's for movie night Kei. You ca-”

He was interrupted by a loud growl, the pairs eyes widening at the sound.

“Was that your stomach?” Lance asked, raising a brow. He smirked when Keith sheepishly nodded.

“So um...Stealing some snacks...Does that sound good to you?” Lance muttered, smiling when Keith nodded.

#darkrose17writes #Its mpreg as well as a pregnancy one soo yeah #I frequently wrote this when I either wanted to die and felt exhausted #or like when I was out of it or exhausted #No in between pretty much #I just hope it's okay cause I got excited to post it and didn't read over XD

[thedarkrose17]

Finally updated accidental parents so you can read it here or on the link. I'm nervous about tagging it so I'm not gonna :( 

Like I've not been doing great so I'm nervous this is a shit update.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10040831/chapters/26478633

You can read it under the cut

Keith woke up first, glancing at Lance before carefully climbing out of bed with their son in his arms.

He yawned and headed out of the room, waking Liam up as he did.

“Daddy?” the small child muttered, rubbing his eyes. “Where are we?”

Keith gently brushed some of the little boy’s raven bedhead from his face.

Keith switched Galra and scratched at one of his purple ears.

“Outside our room. We have something really important to do ok?”

“...Too early daddy.” Liam whined, gripping onto Keith and burying his face against Keith’s chest.

“I know it is. But the quicker we do this, the quicker we can go back to bed ok?” Keith said with a yawn.

It was dark aboard the ship, save for a few dim lights in the hallway. It had to be around midnight if he was guessing.

“It's an important day today.” Keith muttered.

“It is?” Liam asked, glancing up at him.

“It's papa’s birthday.” Keith replied with a smile. “I figured we should start on the surprise.”

He notice Liam smile in the darkness, noticing that he'd switched too.

“So are you helping daddy?” he asked, earning a nod from Liam. * * * They made their way to the kitchen,their ears twitching as they heard someone in there.

Keith slowly turned the corner, peeking into the room hearing a gasp as he did.

“Quiznak...It's just you, Galra Keith.”

“Hunk?” Keith headed into the kitchen,Liam yawning in his arms. “What are-” he paused and yawned, showing fangs as he did. “...You doing here?”

“Making a cake for Lance...I couldn't relax.” Hunk replied. “You two?”

“We were gonna help decorate.”

“Shiro got some party supplies at the space mall...Well craft stuff from one of the stores.” Hunk stretched.

“Where-”

“Dining room table.” Hunk said with smile. “Just careful of Pidge there. She's programming some lights in there.”

“Lights?”

“Yeah. She didn't say what she's making them do.” Hunk shrugged. “We'll find out soon enough.

“Anyone else awake?” Keith asked looking down at Liam who was struggling to stay awake.

“Shiro and Allura are making a big birthday card together. They'll come around at some point for us to sign it...And Coran is getting our presents for him. He's the only one who knows where they was hidden.”

Hunk seemed excited which made Keith smile.

“So everyone except Lance is awake?” Keith asked with a small chuckle.

“Pretty much.”

“Will papa like the pwess-ents?” Liam asked sleepily.

“He'll love them.” Hunk replied with a smile, heading over to ruffle the tiny Galra boy’s hair. * * * Keith put Liam down, holding his hand as the pair headed to the dining room.

Keith yawned wide, fangs fully showing. He rubbed an eye moments later.

He wasn't sure how long it had been since he'd talked to Hunk but he was getting more tired by the minute.

“Daddy?”

“Hm?” Keith glanced down at him.

“I gotta go...I'm scared.” Liam said.

“Of the dark?” Keith asked earning a nod from the small boy.

He smiled tiredly, leaning down and picking him up.

“Ok bathroom first. Then we have to get started on a banner for papa ok?”

“Ok.” Liam replied leaning his head against the crook of Keith’s neck as he gripped onto his shirt.

Keith switched directions, heading towards the bathroom with his son. He almost, in his tired state bumped into Coran as he walked past.

Coran smiled at him, noticing how tired Keith and the child looked.

“You look exhausted Keith. Maybe you should both get some rest.”

Keith smiled tiredly, putting Liam down and letting him head off to the nearby bathroom.

“I'll be right here ok? You'll be safe I swear.” Keith muttered to the child as he headed into the bathroom before turning to Coran.

“I'll be fine. I'll take him to bed soon.” Keith stretched. “We're just gonna do the banner and then go….” he trailed off, blinking a few times before rubbing at his eyes.

“I need to finish it and we've not even started yet.” Keith sighed.

“Just remember to actually get some rest.” Coran said. “Falling asleep during the celebration tomorrow probably will concern Lance.”

Keith nodded and leaned against the wall.

“I promise I will.” * * * When they started on the banner it was maybe around an Earth hour later. Honestly he had no idea.

Keith slumped against the banner as he wrote with a red crayon “Happy Birthday Lance.” and Liam hunched over the banner with a purple crayon, lied on the table.

Keith glanced over at Liam and smiled weakly.

“What are you doing?” Keith asked curiously.

“Drawing.”

“And what are you drawing?” Keith paused and watched the little boy, who had his tongue stuck out as he drew.

“Papa and Blue.” Liam replied

“Can I see?”

Liam nodded after a few minutes once he'd finished it and showed off the drawing.

This child was going to be the end of him. It was adorable. He smiled looking at the cute doodle, a small Lance and a giant adorable cat, both coloured outside of the lines but precious either way.

Keith ruffled Liam’s hair.

“It's nice. Really nice.” he said, smiling more as Liam’s eyes lit up.

“Can I draw more?”

“Sure just draw on here ok?”

Keith handed him some paper, watching as the child drew people.

“Who's this gonna be?” Keith asked.

“Papa’s mommy and daddy...I think.” the child looked confused. “I don't know what they look like.”

Keith stared at him, he was sure this child, his son was trying to kill him with cuteness.

“Wait. Hold on. Lance has a photo on his phone of them. I'll go get it. You can draw them on the banner if you want...Just wait until I have the photo ok?”

The boy nodded and Keith headed out of the room tripping over Pidge as he did.

“Ugh…” he grumbled and pushed himself up, looking at the girl who's lap he'd just moments ago fell across.

“Watch it!” she hissed. “You almost ruined the coding.”

“Pidge what the fuck.” he huffed. “I almost smashed my face against the floor…Why are you sat on the fucking floor in the dark?”

“Sorry...It's easier than the table...Since it's cluttered.” she replied, quickly typing. “Are you ok?”

“...Yeah I'm fine.” Keith huffed, standing up. “Least I'm more awake now.”

“What are you doing?” she asked, glancing up at him.

“Getting Lance’s phone. Liam wants to draw his family.”

Pidge smiled, going back to typing.

“Cute.”

“Tell me about it.” Keith muttered. “He's killing me.”

Pidge snorted.

“I never thought you'd be weak when it came to kids. You're basically one of those dads who walk around with everything their kid has done in their wallet and show anyone they can.”

He blushed violet, his fluffy ears drooping slightly in embarrassment.

“You're not denying it.” she teased.

“So...Lights...You're not making it make Nessie right?...I don't think we need to know how desperate you are for her.” he muttered with a smirk.

“Zip it Mothman fucker.” she replied , smirking as he snorted.

She noticed his expression change and him begin to blush.

“I'm kinkshaming you...Cryptid furry.” she muttered.

She noticed his “what the fuck” expression and tried not to laugh.

“You considered it, I could tell by your face and I'm not letting you forget that.” she stated with a smirk.

“I'm leaving.” he replied, folding his arms and heading back to his and Lance’s room. * * * He glanced at Lance as he carefully took his phone, smiling at him weakly.

“I'm just borrowing this okay? I'll bring it back.” he whispered, kissing Lance’s head and practically dashing out of the room with a crimson face.

He groaned and glanced at the phone,fiddling with it until he found the photos.

He headed back to Liam and clicked on photo with the family with Lance and smiled. He'd never experienced a complete family before acquiring a child with Lance. He only had Shiro.

Now he knew how nice it felt having a fuller family, having a family and could imagine now how much Lance missed his.

“Here. That's them all.” Keith muttered placing the phone down and watching as the child began to draw them on the banner.

“Who's that?” Liam asked over and over as he drew, pointing to each family member.

“That's his mom and his dad and your grandparents...I don't know what she's like...I don't know what any of them are like. I've never met them.” he pointed.

“And those two?” Liam asked pointing at a older girl and a man.

“That's his sister and brother.”

Liam pointed at a woman and man.

“It's his aunt and uncle.” Keith replied with a smile.

The child pointed to an old couple.

“That's his grandparents and your great grandparents.” Keith replied.

Liam pointed at a little girl and a little boy, looking at Keith and waiting for his answer.

“His niece and that little boy is Lance.”

Liam paused his drawing for a moment and looked at Keith with his eyes lighting up.

“That's papa?”

Keith nodded and smiled.

“He was older than you on this. He's cute huh?”

Liam giggled and went back to drawing. * * * Once the banner was done Keith put it up, which took longer than he cared to admit.

Then he and Liam signed the card Allura brought around. After that he didn't remember anything. * * * “Keith.” was what woke up him up. He blinked and realised he had somehow made it back to bed with Liam.

Maybe Shiro carried him back.

“Keith. Are you awake?” Lance. It was Lance who was looking at him and poking his arm.

“No.” Keith groaned and rolled over, back to him.

“Aww Kei.” Lance muttered, wrapping his arms around him and nuzzling him.

Keith laughed tiredly and rolled over to face him.

“Five more minutes. I was up late.” he muttered.

Lance kissed his nose.

“Gross. You have really bad morning breath.” Lance muttered.

“Thanks.” Keith huffed, closing his eyes. “You asked me out. Deal with it.” he smirked and nuzzled Lance’s chest slightly. * * * Hunk burst in at...Well Keith didn't know what time it was but he grumbled, burying his face against Lance.

Lance sat up, Liam clinging sleepily to his side looking between the two.

Lance smiled at Hunk.

“You know what day it is today Hunk~?” Lance practically sang.

Hunk nodded and smiled, taking a breath and singing happy birthday making Lance grin.

Keith slowly pulled away from Lance and joined it, making the two boys look at him.

“Stop. You sing like an delicate angel.” he muttered, kissing Keith’s cheek. “You'll make me cry.”

Lance looked over at Hunk and smirked.

“Continue my love.” he joked, making a kiss noise at him making Hunk smirk as he continued to sing.

Liam joined in, an adorable tiny voice which managed to make both Hunk and Lance tear up.

Keith stared and smiled, keeping it together better than Hunk and Lance.

Lance hugged their son and smiled, kissing his head.

“You're so cute.” he muttered,making the little boy giggle.

Hunk came over dragging Lance into a one armed hug, his other hid behind his back.

Lance grinned and hugged him tightly.

“So...What's behind your back big guy?”

Hunk rolled his eyes and smiled as he pulled away, slowly revealing breakfast. Or what Lance assumed was breakfast. It was some new dish he'd never seen Hunk prepare before.

“Breakfast in bed. It's a big enough serving so you can share if you want.” Hunk replied with a grin.

Lance bit his lip trying his hardest not to cry.

“Thank you.”

“Don't thank me yet.” Hunk replied with a smile, turning and leaving. “Enjoy.” * * * Breakfast was shared with Liam. Keith insisting he didn't want any but still stealing from the bowl when he got the chance.

“You said you didn't want any.” Lance muttered, glancing at him.

“I do-” he burped, turning red as Lance looked at him. “...Nt.”

Lance snorted,laughing moments later as Liam began to giggle.

“Aww baby~ You're comfortable around me.” Lance joked.

“Shut up.” Keith replied, face still red.

“Just a burp babe. Not like I've not heard it before.” Lance muttered with a smirk.

The raven haired boy stared at him, turning redder.

“When you was sick.” Lance elaborated. “Threw up on me and later cried. That last part kinda broke me.”

“I don't remember that.” Keith replied, looking confused.

“You had a fever. Probably a really bad one.”

Keith looked down, blush dying down.

“Seriously though. Don't feel embarrassed around me. You don't need to be.” Lance smiled and kissed his cheek, blushing as he did.

Keith groaned and covered his face.

Lance changed the subject quickly.

“Maybe just stop sleeping in this. It's gross.” Lance muttered, tugging on the black shirt. “You train in this.”

“Fine. I'll stop.” Keith muttered, leaning against Lance.

“Papa?”

“Yeah kiddo?” Lance glanced at him.

“I saw a light.”

“Light?” Lance asked, noticing the door closing and seeing someone small run before it did.

“Pidge.” Keith muttered. “She took photo huh?”

“That gremlin.” Lance muttered, scowling. * * * It took a little longer to get up, due to the fact they'd fell back asleep.

The young couple, curled up together.

Lance with his chin against Keith’s thick raven hair and his arms around his waist.

Keith with his face mushed against Lance's chest, mouth wide open. He'd abandoned his shirt and rested his fists against Lance's collarbone.

Liam was mushed between the pair, slowly waking up.

“Daddy?”he asked sleepily, poking Keith in the arm.

Keith stirred and yawned, rolling onto his back to give Liam some freedom to crawl out from in between them.

“Yeah?” Keith replied , waking Lance in the process.

“Do you have a mommy and daddy?”

“I don't know my birth mom. I was adopted.” Keith said, yawning.

“You were?” Lance asked.

“Yeah...Shiro’s my older brother.”

Lance stared at him and Liam looked confused.

“What's adop-ted?” the child asked.

“You're Shiro’s little brother?!” Lance almost yelled. “Why did you never say?”

“Never came up.” Keith replied. “And adopted is like when someone kinda makes you a permanent member of their family.”

“I had a crush on him.” Lance whined,blushing. “...Like a celebrity dumb one that fizzles out.”

“Why?...He was kind of a dork.” Keith rolled his eyes, sitting up on the bed.

Lance shrugged.

“I don't wanna talk about it.” Lance muttered, clearly embarrassed.

Keith smirked and tried to muffle a laugh against his fist.

“You do realise now I know Shiro is your brother I can get all sorts of embarrassing stories from him.” Lance said with a smirk.

“You wouldn't.”

“Try me~” Lance said, quickly dashing out of bed and rushing out of the room.

“Lance do-” Keith sighed, turning red. * * * Lance headed towards the dining room, Keith catching up to him and holding Liam’s hand as the child sleepily followed.

“Do you think everyone else forgot?” Lance sounded upset.

Keith looked at him, biting his lip as he did.

“Why would you think that?”

“Cause no one except you and Hunk has said about my birth-”

Lance paused as he entered the dining room, having a “Surprise!” shouted at him by all of his team.

He jumped, looking around the room, noticing a large banner and blue balloons put up. He actually full on sobbed, hiccuping a “Thank you.” over and over. * * * After that they'd all given him a big group hug and Coran had given him his presents.

He'd still been crying at this point, a huge smile on his face as he opened each present.

Lance headed to the banner, choking up again as he did.

“We did the banner together.” Keith stated, holding Liam up.

“I drew you and Blue.” Liam said happily.

“And my family.” Lance muttered, touching the drawings before quickly turning around and tightly hugging Liam and Keith.

Tears dripped onto Keith as Lance hugged him, making Keith concerned for a second.

“They're happy tears, mullet. Don't freak out.” Lance muttered causing Keith to huff. * * * Afterwards Hunk brought in a cake with Blue on it with an unusual what Lance thought was a candle sticking out of it.

It seemed to be the alien equivalent of a sparkler.

Lance grinned, tears dripping down his face as everyone sang “happy birthday.” Allura and Coran looking a little confused as they did. * * * Keith hadn't seen the cake iced and honestly he'd been staring at it for what felt like hours after Lance had blown it out until it was cut.

When he'd been handed a slice he almost felt bad for eating it. It looked too nice to eat. Well that had been his mindset before he and Lance had ate too much.

Currently he was with Lance on the couch, lying down with his head against Lance’s lap.

He glanced at Liam who was playing with Cuddles the plush bat on the floor.

Lance was slumped back into the couch, occasionally complaining about feeling sick.

Hunk and Pidge was on the other couch, Pidge on her laptop and Hunk trying to distract Keith and Lance from their situation.

It seemed hopeless as Keith was almost fighting to stay awake.

Shiro, Allura and Coran was nearby, the alteans seeming to litter Shiro with questions about human celebrations.

Keith had one ear rested against Lance’s stomach, grimacing as he heard it whine. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily,trying to ignore it. * * * He must have dozed off because something woke him up. Scratching.

Lance had been scratching a lavender ear. He wasn't sure when he'd switched Galra. But he didn't mind. It was nice.

He leaned in closer to Lance’s stomach, letting out a sleepy purr as he did. The other ear flicked wildly and he smiled, still keeping his eyes closed.

Keith nuzzled his face against Lance’s stomach. Too sleepy to take note of what he was doing. Mostly he was trying to sleep off the sickly full feeling he was experiencing.

But unfortunately as he was half asleep something jolted him awake.

He practically gagged when he heard a surprisingly loud belch, covering his sensitive Galra ears and slowly sitting up.

Lance glanced at him and winced in sympathy.

Liam giggled, Pidge and Hunk looked at Lance in surprise.

“Sorry for waking you up, Kei.” he muttered as Keith flopped back down on Lance’s lap.

“S’alright.” Keith muttered, rubbing an eye.

“You was kinda rubbing your head against my stomach...I-”

“It's fine Lance.”

He was going to go back to stroking Keith’s hair until something stopped him.

A sort of high pitched squeaking sound. He looked around looking confused. He noticed Hunk and Pidge do the same thing.

“Maybe it's one of the mice in the vents.” Pidge muttered.

Hunk shrugged.

“Are you sure that's a mouse?”

Lance opened his mouth to speak but paused as the sound stopped. He noticed a certain someone tense against his lap and glanced down.

He snorted at the other teenager's bright red face and wide eyes, which stared up at him in horror. Moments later Lance burst out laughing.

Liam looked up at his papa with confusion. Even Pidge and Hunk looked confused.

“The barrier….Has been….Broken.” Lance announced between laughing.

“Lance!” Keith hissed, covering his face.

“Gross.” Pidge groaned and went back to her laptop.

Hunk laughed slightly as he watched the pair.

“You feel comfortable enough to-”

Keith reached up and covered his mouth.

“Don't fucking announce it to everyone.” he hissed quietly, face bright red.

“It's not really announcing when everyone heard.” Lance muttered with a snort. His voice muffled by Keith’s hand.

The paladin groaned and let go of him, burying his face against Lance's chest.

Lance chuckled and gently patted Keith’s head.

“Aww Kei.” he kissed his head and smirked. “And just when I was thinking you was some sort of alien robot.”

“I'm gonna kill you.” Keith muttered, gripping onto Lance’s shirt. His voice was muffled but held no edge to it and looking down Lance could spot a small part of a smile against Keith’s red face.

“Daddy isn't a robot.” Liam spoke up. “He just waits until you get up papa.”

Lance looked down and snorted, noticing Keith had tensed again.

“That so?” Lance muttered.

“He looks like he wants the ground to absorb him.” Pidge said, gesturing to Keith.

Hunk agreed noticing Lance lie down and practically dragging the galra teen down with him. Keith seemed startled at first but quickly relaxed and sighed against his chest.

Lance smiled and kissed his head gesturing Liam over.

The small child climbed onto the couch, climbing over to Lance’s side. He gripped onto Lance’s shirt and smiled when he received a kiss on the head.

“Thanks guys. I...I didn't expect you all to do this.” Lance spoke up.

“You didn't expect a birthday party?” Hunk asked, looking upset. “Lance we'd throw you one wherever we were.”

“Yeah totally!” Pidge said with a cat like grin. “We wouldn't forget about it.”

“We all care about you. Don't forget that.” Keith muttered.

“We love you papa.” Liam smiled and gave Lance a hug.

Keith looked up at Lance, leaning up and kissing his cheek quickly.

“Nuh uh mullet. I need a little more than that.”

Keith looked confused until Lance pulled him up into a kiss. He froze, his eyes wide and his face scarlet for a few moments before he finally closed his eyes and kissed back.

The couple heard a cheer from Pidge and Hunk. Finally the boys had their first kiss, successfully.

Lance pulled away a few moments later, smiling down at their son and giving Keith a gentle squeeze.

“About time that happened huh kiddo?” Lance asked, Liam giggled and nodded.

“Should I make a cake for this?” Hunk asked with a smirk.

Keith switched back human and turned green.

“Don't mention cake for a few days.” he muttered, Lance agreeing.

“Not our fault you both ate too much.” Pidge spoke up.

“It was cute. They was practically feeding each other.” Hunk said with a smile.

Lance blushed and looked at Keith, who gave him a quick nervous kiss.

“Love you.” he muttered, smiling at him.

“Love you too gassy.” Lance replied with a snort, making Keith sit up, move away to the furthest of the couch and scowl.

Liam giggled.

“Kei no. Come back!” Lance whined. “You're warm and I love you.”

Keith huffed and folded his arms.

“I'm sorry...Don't be mad at me on my birthday.” Lance sat up and crawled over to him, smirking slightly.

Lance kneeled up and wrapped his arms tightly around Keith. He smiled when the red paladin leaned into them, Lance noticed Keith was smiling at this point.

“Happy birthday sharpshooter.” he muttered, tilting his head back to kiss Lance’s jaw.

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3 klance?

3. “Despite what many think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself.” (I hope this is ok. Also that thanks for the help Doom)

Keith always seemed to notice it more than the others; the way Lance would mutter under his breath when he messed up, throwing up a façade and laughing it off moments later.

He was unsure if he should say anything or not. Best case, Lance would just put up his façade again and lie saying he was ok and

completely capable of taking care of himself.

Worst case, he could snap at Keith, breakdown and escape the situation as fast as possible.

Keith didn’t want either of those things to happen.

* * *

“Are you feeling okay? You kind of look like you’re struggling but are trying to kind of hide it…If you’re struggling you should tell us Lance. We can help you.” Keith blurted out.

“Despite what many think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself Keith. I’m completely fine…You’re imagining stuff Mullet.” Lance rolled his eyes and smirked.

He watched Lance grab a plate, and head to the goo machine.

“I’m living the dream. What teenager wouldn’t want to be a badass legendary defender of the uni-”

Lance paused when he lost his grip on the plate when he grabbed the nozzle, quickly attempting to try and grab it but freezing when it hit the floor.

Normally he’d just laugh something like this off, clean up and smile wide but today it was different.

“Lance? You ok?…It’s just a plate. It’s okay.”

Lance slowly stood up, staring at the broken plate looking lost as he did.

“Lance?”

He turned on his heels and headed out of the room and towards his bedroom.

“Lance? Lance?”

Keith quickly got up and followed him, feeling concerned as he did.

Lance pulled his hood up, hunching as he entered his room. He sighed and sat on the floor, leaning against his bed and burying his head into his hands.

* * *

Keith sighed and headed to his door, knocking on it.

“Lance…Is everything okay?” he cursed quietly. Of course it wasn’t.

“…I’m coming in…Just a heads up.” Keith said,  opening the door and walking in.

He noticed Lance hunched over, body trembling slightly and gasps and sniffs coming from him.

He was crying. His façade completely broken at this point and Keith didn’t know what to do.

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Accidental parents

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10040831/chapters/24940467

So I managed to update it 😆 I hope it's okay 

Also like you can  read the chapter here too:

Feelings wasn't discussed that day. What their relationship was now wasn't discussed either.

The day was spent rushing to and from the bathroom to throw up, keeping hydrated and napping.

As the week went on it still wasn't discussed. It seemed like they was either ignoring it or too nervous to do anything about said feelings. * * * Lance sighed, holding Liam against his hip watching Keith pack Liam’s backpack with snacks and his favourite bat like plushie.

“Daddy looks sad.” Liam said, causing Lance to look at him.

“He does?” he blinked and looked at him. Noticing that he did look sad. Almost like he was trying to hold it together.

“Yeah. Real sad.” Liam replied. “Can you fix daddy?”

“I could try.”

Lance watched the paladin run a finger over one of the toy’s plush horns before heading over.

“Hey you feeling okay?” Lance asked, noticing dark circles under Keith’s eyes.

Keith glanced at him before looking at their son and forcing a somewhat unnatural smile.

“You've got everything you need in here ok?...Snacks, drinks, band aids and the ba-Cuddles.” Keith paused and rubbed one eye with his free hand.

“Before we go, do you need anything?”

Liam nodded and Lance put him down, watching as Liam grabbed Keith’s jacket and gently tugged until he knelt down. He whispered something to the paladin and the pair headed off. * * * Lance tossed his helmet up and caught it, repeating the process as he waited for the pair to return. He zoned out to the point where he almost dropped his helmet when Keith called his name.

“Stop messing around and come on. The others are waiting.” Keith said,securing a tiny black and red backpack against one shoulder.

Lance noticed Liam grip Keith’s free hand and glance up at him.

“Where did you both go?” Lance asked the paladin.

“Bathroom.”

“Are you okay?” Lance asked, heading over to him, putting his helmet on.

“Fine.” Keith muttered, looking away.

Lance sighed and put an arm around him, noticing him tense as he did.

“Daddy was pretty sad last night.” Liam spoke up.

“Just was tired Lili.”

“Can you talk to me Kei? Please?” Lance asked. “I know something is up.”

“I am talking to you.”

Lance sighed and slowly let go.

“Fine I'll talk to you later. * * * It had hurt the fact he knew he'd upset Keith. But he'd fix it, somehow.

The moment he exited his lion he rushed over to Keith who was holding Liam. He smiled wide at Keith who just gave him a blank expression.

“Hey um….Can we talk?” Lance asked.

“What about?”

“Er….Just stuff.”Lance said, mentally cursing at himself moments later.

Keith raised a brow, walking with him. Lance went silent for several minutes turning scarlet as he did.

“Are you just staring at me?” Keith asked, shaking him out of his trance.

“Er...N-No…I...I wanted to talk about what happened.”

“I don't want to talk about this in front of Liam.” Keith replied with a frown.

Lance went silent again for around the equivalent of an Earth hour. It was extremely awkward during that hour for the trio.

“I...I'm really sorry I should've said something sooner...Like I feel like an asshole cause I've hurt you.” he winced as he noticed his voice crack. Why did it do that?

“Lance I can this wait? I don't want Liam hearing this.” Wait did his voice just crack too?

Lance quickly looked over at him, eyes widening as he did.

“What?” Keith replied.

“Did you shrink a little?” Lance asked, raising a brow.

Keith grumbled.

“Fuck you.” he hissed, looking at his his jacket. It seemed a little longer on him than normal.

“No I'm serious...You look younger.” Lance replied.

Keith’s eyes widened and he glanced at Lance.

“....You too. What the fuck.”

He looked at Liam, heart thumping against his ribcage when he realised the five year old now looked like he was two, he was dozing quietly against Keith.

“Why are we younger?!” Keith hissed, letting Lance take the two year old.

Lance shrugged.

“Who knows. How old are we?” Lance asked.

“He's two...And I think we're fifteen.” Keith replied.

Lance rested Liam against his chest, groaning as he did.

“I don't wanna be fifteen...My voice always cracked at weird times.” Lance muttered with a pout.

“Shiro? We kinda have a problem.” Keith spoke into his com.

“Yeah we're fifteen!” Lance hissed. “And Liam two.”

“We're in the same boat. We're younger too.” Shiro replied over the coms.

“Did Allura say anything about this?” Keith winced as his voice cracked on her name. He knew Shiro was probably trying not to laugh.

“Yeah, it's something to do with the planet, it de ages people.”

“Then why the fuck are we here?” Keith grumbled.

“To gather some weird alien thing..And check for life.” Pidge interrupted, Lance snorted at her younger sounding voice.

“I don't want to loose my son over this.” Keith hissed. “He's already a toddler. How much younger can he get?”

“We won't let that happen I swear.” Shiro replied.

“We'll get back before that can happen.” Lance said, glancing at Keith.

Keith sighed and turned off his com, folding his arms as he did. He looked more stressed than he did when Lance had been sick.

“Hey.” Lance paused. “I won't let anything happen to our son, I swear.” * * * Another hour passed and Liam was now a baby. Keith and Lance was now thirteen, their undersuits and armour beginning to struggle to fit well.

Liam wailed and Lance tried to bounce him in his arms, rubbing his back as he did.

“It's gonna be okay kiddo.” Lance muttered, looking over at Keith with concern.

Keith moved closer to him, Lance grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze.

“We should talk to Shiro. We have to get Liam back now.” Keith spoke up.

“You talk. Follow me back...Think we can fly like this?”

Keith nodded, watching Lance run and quickly following him.

“Shiro! We're-”

“We gotta go!” Lance interrupted.

“Liam is a baby...Any longer on this planet and he'll...We have to go.”

“Sorry for leaving you guys...Er Good luck.” Lance said. * * * Lance practically sprinted out of his lion and through the castle,holding Liam close as he did.

Keith rushed after him,noticing something as he did. They was returning to their normal ages, which caused relief to wash over him.

“Lance!”

Lance stopped and turned around with Liam, Keith rushing towards him as he did. He seemed surprised when Keith hugged him and Liam tight.

“Hey watch it I'm holding our ba-”

“Lance...He's five again.” Keith interrupted, smiling weakly as he heard Lance gasp.

The blue paladin hiccuped, gripping onto Keith tight before sobbing against his hair. Gasping for breath between sobs and muttering things that was muffled by Keith’s hair. Mostly curse words.

“Lance. Look at me.” Keith spoke up after a few moments.

The blue paladin did so, eyes red and damp.

“I love you.” Keith said quietly.

He attempted to lean up slightly to kiss him as Lance leaned down. Liam spoke up causing Lance to jump and accidentally headbutt Keith in the nose.

“Daddy? Can I have Cuddles?”

Keith hissed, tearing up and holding his nose trying not to curse.

Lance did curse through gritted teeth, holding his head with one hand.

“S-Sorry….L-Love you too.”

Keith after a few moments took a hand off his nose. It wasn't bleeding which he was glad about.

He took the tiny black and red backpack off his shoulder, opening it up and giving Liam the blue bat like plushie.

He smiled and ran a hand through Liam’s thick raven hair.

“We love you, don't ever forget that..You mean the world to us.” Lance said looking down at the child.

Liam smiled and cuddled his plush toy.

He smiled looking between the pair. “Love you daddy. Love you papa. * * * They'd curled up on one of the couches together, Liam sat on Keith’s lap.

Neither felt great due to the stress over Liam on the de ageing planet, their bodies reaction to said stress had unfortunately been delayed until now.

Lance had knocked himself sick with stress, feeling hot and cold and genuinely unwell. Meanwhile Keith had ended up with a stomach ache and nausea.

Lance had his arm around Keith who was quietly dozing against his shoulder. Lance wasn't far behind him until their son spoke up.

“What's papa and daddy now?” Liam asked with a smile.

“Boyfriends....I think. Right Keith?...Kei?”

“Yeah we are.” Keith woke up and muttered, feeling groggy. “Let me sleep.”

“About time.” a familiar voice said, making the pair look over in horror. Pidge.

“You little gremlin! What the heck are you doing here?!” Lance cried, he glanced at Keith who looked like his colour had drained.

“Hunk brought me back. I ended up eight and Shiro made him bring me back.” she said, smirking at the pair.

“How long have you been here?” Keith asked, feeling too groggy to move from Lance's shoulder.

“Since the whole you sleeping against Lance deal. Hunk’s gonna love this. He's been on team Klance for a while.”

Keith groaned and closed his eyes.

“Please don't take any pictures.”

“Too late. I already got one of you drooling on Lance's shoulder.”

“Ew…” Lance muttered, causing Keith to open his eyes.

“Lance, you do remember what you did within ten minutes of meeting us. Right?” Keith muttered.

Lance smirked and pulled Keith a little closer.

“Don't regret that.”

“You're gross.” Keith and Pidge said with an eye roll.

Liam looked confused.

“What did papa do?”

“I'll let him tell you.” Keith replied with a yawn. * * * The teenagers must have dozed off because they awoke to shaking. Well someone shaking them.

“You're dating?!” it was Hunk.

Keith groaned and held his head, it was fluffy. He'd turned Galra in his sleep.

“Maybe turn the volume down until I'm more awake.” Keith yawned.

Lance stretched and rubbed his eyes.

“Mm? Hunk? Wha-”

“You're dating! Pidge told me. I figured you'd tell me first...I'm hurt.” Hunk’s grin said otherwise.

“Oh...Yeah we're dating...Kinda happened when we got back.” Lance said with a smile. “He's adorable huh Hunk?”

Lance smirked, looking at Keith, who's hair was fluffy and a complete mess.

“...I g-”

Keith looked down at his lap, finding it empty. He looked around frantically, eyes widening.

“Where’s Liam?!”

Hunk placed his hands on Keith shoulders.

“He's with Shiro and Allura. We're busy with something...But it's almost done.”

“What's almost done?” Keith asked.

Lance sniffed and his eyes widened.

“You're baking something!” he yelled, Hunk quickly shushing him.

“N-No I'm not!”

“...Why are you baking?...Why don't you want us to know.” Keith asked.

Hunk quickly changed the subject.

“You're looking a little purple Keith, are you feeling ok?”

“I...Er...I'm...Um fine.”

Lance leaned over and scratched behind a furry ear making Keith lean into the touch, slowly closing his eyes as he did.

“He's alright Hunk. He's just a space cat.”

“I'm not a space cat Lance.” Keith grumbled.

Hunk’s eyes lit up as the red paladin purred at the ear scratching, he grinned and reached forward hesitating.

“...Can I?...Touch an ear?”

Keith opened an eye, glancing at him with golden eyes.

“What are you baking?” Keith asked. “Tell us and I'll consider it.”

“But it's a surprise. I can't do that.” Hunk said shifting awkwardly on his feet.

Keith closed eye and sighed.

“Sorry buddy. Can't touch then.” Lance said.

“...Hunk it's like velvet.” Lance muttered after a few moments.

“...Fine...It's...It's a cake.” Hunk muttered, smiling when Keith opened his eyes.

“Cake?!” Lance grinned. “Oh Hunk you beautiful boy...I could kiss you!...But my boyfriend would be pissed off if I did.”

Hunk laughed and sat near them.

“My heart belongs to another. Sorry buddy.” Hunk said with a smirk as Lance pretended to look upset.

“I get it Mr Universe...She's adorable.”

“Who's Mr Universe?...He's Hunk..Did you forget your best friend's name?” Keith looked confused.

“...What? No! It's...It's a character from a TV show Keith.” Lance replied.

Keith looked confused and decided to switch the conversation topic.

“No lactose right?...Nothing similar to it?...Like the cake wasn't made with any of that right?” Keith asked.

“Nah man, you're safe.” Hunk replied with a smile, scratching at Keith’s other furry ear.

He purred and Hunk grinned.

“Galra Keith is adorable.” he muttered earning a strange look from Keith.

“...I can't really roll my eyes like this.” Keith replied , crossing his arms.

“Does Liam have a Galra side?” Hunk asked.

Lance nodded.

“Tiny adorable space kitten. It's really cute Hunk. You should see it.”

“If you don't stop with the space cat crap you're sleeping alone tonight.” Keith hissed.

“Fair enough.” Lance replied, kissing his cheek, laughing with Hunk when Keith turned violet and buried his face against his arm.

“Warn me next time.” Keith muttered.

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Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum, Gladiolus Amicitia/Ignis Scientia Characters: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia Additional Tags: Mutual Pining, Eventual Relationships, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Bisexual Prompto Argentum, Gay Noctis Lucis Caelum, Asexual Noctis Lucis Caelum

It's a little intermission while I actually write the next chapter but I hope it's ok

Anyway either read on the link or under the cut

Prompto sat outside on a camping chair with Solis, the baby boy was wrapped up nice and toasty in a blanket covered in chocobo patterns.

Noctis sat close by, fiddling with his phone. He was playing Kings Knight against Gladio, the duo focused on a boss battle on their screens so much they seemed to block out the outside world.

Ignis meanwhile was preparing supper. The heavenly scent of Prompto's favourite green curry filling the air. Prompto's stomach growls loudly, making him blush but thankfully only Solis notices.

Solis stares at his papa in confusion before letting out a tiny whine. He's basically a baby burrito at this point in his blanket. Gladio called it swaddling but Prompto prefers calling Solis a baby burrito. It sounds cuter to him.

Said baby burrito is due a feed but the bottle warmer hasn't finished just yet so sadly Solis has to wait a little longer.

Prompto hums trying to think of a way to distract him or just entertain him before and probably during his feed. Would he like a story? They've yet to read to him yet so maybe he could try that.

He hears a grumble from Noctis and glances over. Maybe he can help with the story.

"Noct? You busy?"

"Nah. Can't revive." he huffs. "What's up?"

"I'm gonna tell Sol his first ever story. Want to join in?"

"All I have is fishing tales." the Prince replies, nocting Prompto's face drop a little.

"Come listen then. This is a super special moment. Astrals I hope he likes it." Prompto says just as Noctis gets up and sits on the ground near him much to Ignis' dislike.

"I doubt he'll understand a word of it. I think he just likes hearing our voices." Noctis replies.

Prompto agrees and looks at Solis.

"Is the baby burrito ready?"

Noctis looks at the baby and smiles, Solis coos at him.

"Taking that as a yes." Prompto says, readjusting Solis in his arms before starting.

* * * "Ok so this is about four friends on a quest. A dark haired elf prince named...No-Nocturnal who's a nap king pretty much, he likes animals and fishing too. Just brings out a softer side to him-"

Gladio snorts and Prompto shoots him a look.

"W-What?" the blonde stutters.

"Nothin'." the shield replies, amused.

Prompto bites his lip before going back to his story.

"He's got an fancy advisor from a foreign land who's a white and gold humanoid with golden horns coming from his white hair and a tail. He's got green eyes, no pupils and he's probably the smartest of the party and an amazing cook. His name is...Igneous."

"That would be a rock type Prompto. It's formed by-" Ignis starts but Noctis stops him.

"This is us huh?" he asks, amused which makes Prompto turn scarlet.

"N-No.." he stutters.

"What am I?" Gladio asks, smirk on his face.

"Hush and let him continue." Ignis says, soft smile on his lips.

"Um...So there's a guard...He's huge and a centaur...Who doesn't like wearing shirts, likes reading...He's smart too but in a different way to the advisor. He's basically got a brown mullet and amber eyes...Horse part matches the hair-"

Noctis chokes and Gladio rolls his eyes but seems amused.

"It's not a mullet."

"It is too." Noctis replies. "What's the centaur's name?"

"...So he's called um….Geranium."

Noctis laughs a little muttering about how it sounds like an old person's name but Prompto sticks with it.

"Finally there's a combo creature in the party. He's a harpy phoenix combo-"

"Aren't harpies usually all girls?" Noctis asks.

"They're guys too in my story." Prompto replies.

"...Blondie wants to be a bird." Gladio pipes up.

Prompto pouts and looks at Solis.

"They ruining the story buddy?"

Solis whines and Prompto plants a kiss on his cheek.

"Shh it's ok, papa's gonna finish it."

The baby burrito coos which hasn't stopped being any less cute to Prompto.

"Ok so harpy phoenix. He's nothing really special just some pleb adopted by one of the coolest warriors known to the land. He likes photography but kinda hard with wings so he uses his bird feet instead." Prompto says.

"The prince would disagree with that. He'd say something else." Noctis speaks up.

"What would he say?" the blonde asks.

"You've always been too self conscious. You get hung up thinking you're the weak, useless nobody. You try to make us feel better to make up how you feel about yourself."

Prompto stares at him, speechless but Noctis continues.

"I'm impressed, constantly watching out for your friends like that. It takes something special. And that something special defines who you are."

Prompto swallows and blinks. He knows that's aimed at him completely and it's honestly touching.

"So you really think I'm doing ok?" he asks and Noctis offers him a soft smile.

"Yeah I do."

Prompto blushes a tad and swallows, clearing his throat before a soft smile crosses his lips and he quickly goes back to the story.

"So the harpy phoenix is called Pr...Pronto and like they're all on a quest to find one ring."

"To rule them all?" Gladio speaks up and Noctis looks over his eyes lighting up.

"What? No no. It's a ring with the power to help destroy the plague on the world. Destroy evil, all that stuff...How can one ring rule over everyone?" Prompto says, looking puzzled.

"I'll explain it later." he says and Prompto nods.

Prompto gently repositions Solis in his arms and returns to the story. Noctis taking the bottle out of it's warmer, testing it on himself before offering to feed Solis.

Prompto carefully handed their son over and Noctis got to work on bottle feeding him. The little baby seemed content,drinking greedily at first before Noctis changed the angle to make him slow down.

"So Geranium and Igneous was off getting directions to the group's next goal while Nocturnal and Pronto was fishing. Well Nocturnal was. Pronto was flying above the water pointing out where the fish were." Prompto spoke.

"Pronto swooped down once the Prince caught something and princess over there decided to make a move and kiss him. Surprisingly bird boy didn't burn down the whole dock." Gladio adds.

"H-Hey! Don't change the story!" Prompto cries.

"It seemed the shield had lost his bet and owed the advisor his reward." Ignis adds.

"B-Bet? Why did they bet?!" Prompto stutters and Noctis stares at the pair trying not to drop the bottle onto the baby.

"If the advisor and shield have a bet they're being tried for treason." Noctis huffs.

"Not treason. Wouldn't hold up." Gladio replies.

Prompto whines and sighs.

"Guuys! You ruined my story!" he groans and buries his head in his hands, spreading his fingers to glance at Noctis and Solis. The sight of the Prince bottle feeding their baby just makes Prompto feel soft. He smiles softly and sighs. Astrals, he's smitten.

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I got bored and decided to test out another pairing so behold blondie and big guy. It's short but under the cut unless you're on the app where yeah that doesn't work so sorry 

Hope you like Prom and the big guy :)

Sometimes he likes to help his boyfriend work out. He's usually serious during it. This isn't one of those times.

Prompto is holding onto Gladio's ankles as Gladio does sit ups. He feels the need each time to give the big guy a quick peck on the lips when he comes up. It's cute but incredibly distracting.

“You keep making me lose count.” Gladio huffs.

“I'm rewarding you.” Prompto replies with a smile. “Can we move on?”

Gladio sighs and nods, waiting for Prompto to let go of his ankles before moving onto push ups.

The blonde sits on him, looking on his phone as he does. He's supposed to be counting but he's enjoying using his boyfriend's back as a pretty comfortable chair.

He's texting Noctis when Gladio speaks up again.

“How many?” he asks.

“How many what?” Prompto replies, raising a golden brow.

Gladio sighs and looks up at him.

“Prompto."

“Counting slipped my mind! You're warm and comfortable. I couldn't help it!”

* * *

Gladio moves onto bench pressing his small boyfriend. Unfortunately the blonde is in a playful mood today so doesn't take it seriously or join in like he sometimes does.

“Has anyone ever puked on you're doing this?” Prompto asks.

“...No. I wouldn't do it if they was gonna puke.”

“Anyone ever y'know had a stomach ache or something?” Prompto asks.

“I swear if you do anything I'll-"

“I'm not gonna! I'm just asking!” he cries.  

He feels Gladio's arms drop him lower and he screams making Gladio laugh.

“Not funny.” Prompto mutters and pouts. “I legit thought I was gonna die.”

Gladio rolls his eyes. “I know you're pouting. I wouldn't drop you, stop being dramatic.”

He carefully brings Prompto down against his chest.

“Ew you're all sweaty and gross.” Prompto mutters, squirming and protesting when Gladio wraps his arms around him. “Ewww!”

Gladio smiles and kisses his head. “M’sorry.”

“Go away..You're all gross.”

“What will make you stop pouting.”

“Cuddles and kisses.” the blonde mutters and practically shrieks when he's hugged tightly and whines when kisses are pressed against his neck.

“You wanted this.” Gladio replies with a smirk.

“But you smell baad~! I wanted this when you was clean jackass.” Prompto mutters and sulks.

“You can shower with me.” Gladio replies and that's all it takes for Prompto to give in and accept his fate.

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I wanted to like try one so I picked 61 and suffered. So hopefully this little drabble is ok

“I told you not to fall in love with me.”

Prompto chuckles almost bitterly. He can't believe he's hearing this right now.

“I couldn't help it. I didn't know I was gonna lose you...Did I?” he chokes a little at the end of his sentence, biting his lip enough to draw blood. “Besides...You...You fell for me too.” he's close to crying again.

Noctis glances at him and his lip trembles. “I.know but..I have to do this.” he replies, voice hitching moments later. “..Gods I feel like such a hypocrite.”

Prompto looks him in the eyes and that's when he breaks down.

“I-I don't want to lose you. I just got you back.” his voice trembles and he hunches in on himself.

Noctis drags him close, wrapping his arms around him. Prompto feels tears drip onto his head.

“I'm sorry.” he mutters to the blonde, trying his best not to completely break down. “I love you so much Prom.”

“I love you too.” the blonde gasps, gripping onto him. “I wish...I wish I could come with you...Stay with you.”

“...Me too.”

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"Am I good enough?" (391 words) (God I hope this is ok)

They're up on a motel roof again after a particular bad day.   They'd run out of curatives and had to make a quick stop to get more after a particularly difficult battle. They'd all been injured. Prompto had nearly died. Hell they probably all would have if not for Ignis calling a tactical retreat. After buying potions, they'd booked into a nearby motel, healed up and called it a day. Prompto had been silent the entire journey there even as they entered the room he was quiet. Noctis had called him up to the roof and he was still silent. So they sat there in silence for maybe a minute before Noctis spoke up. "You feeling ok?" he asked earning a shake of the head as a reply. "...It's my fault." the blonde muttered. Noctis looks over at his best friend, noticing his eyes look shiny like he's trying not to cry. "No it's not. We wasn't prepared." Noctis replies. "But I've been-" "Prom trust me, it's not your fault. We should have got more but I thought we'd be fine. We all did." Noctis sighs. "I'm sorry." Prompto mutters making Noctis move closer to him,pulling him against his side for a hug. "It's not your fault." Silence falls over them again until finally Prompto speaks up. "Am I good enough?" Insecurities are clearly getting the best of him at this point again. It's concerning. "Prom remember what I said last time? You're good enough for me. Just was a bad day ok?" Prompto nods against him and sighs. "I think you're good enough. No matter what you think. Besides it wasn't your fault. If we don't use potions or phoenix downs on each other one or more of us would be dead." he sighs. "I don't want that." "I don't either." Prompto replies. "I don't want you dead, I'll use all the phoenix downs on you if I have to." "Noct...You don't need to do that." "I'd do it for any of you. You're all my friends and your my best friend. You think I'd leave you to die?" Prompto shakes his head. "No but-" "We can always get more potions, more phoenix downs. You're important to me." he mutters. Prompto leans more against his side and smiles weakly. "You're important to me too."

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Umm these aren't original titles (got them from an optical illusions book), but they sound cool so you can pick which ever you want ^-^: "Melancholy Tunes on a Winter's Day", "Between Illusions and Reality", "A Building with Unusual Twist", "Thinking About Life's Paradoxes".

I hope you don’t mind I choose the fandom that’s ruined me XD and I hope this is ok cause it’s all I could think 

Between Illusions and Reality (435 words so short:()

Noctis had been running through the keep for what felt like hours. His chest burned from running but he refused to stop.He’d saw Prompto.  He was sure of it. He hadn’t spoke, just bolted so Noctis had followed him. He was sure it  was him but it was merely an illusion. It happened twice he thought. It was hard to keep touch with reality at that point. He was sure this time he saw him in a room, on a chair. This had to be reality. It had to be the real him.Noctis had tried to appear calm the whole time, until he rushed into the room with a gasp for breath as he rushed over to the blonde.“Prompto?” he asked quietly, his stomach dropping as he drew closer. He was limp which made him feel sick.His eyes began to sting as he reached out to touch him. Maybe he still had a pulse. Maybe he was unconscious. Maybe he was…An illusion?The MT fell to the floor making him question himself as he did. It looked identical to Prompto previously and he knew Ardyn was messing with his brain but for a second he believed the illusion before him and he hated it.* * *Running around, being taunted and having his fears played on at this point by Ardyn was taking its toll.“…He’s stopped breathing.” is the one thing he heard over the speakers that made his blood run cold, make his heart punch against his ribcage and his eyes burn.Noctis felt sick. He needed to speed up before it was too late.* * *When he found Prompto attached to that device. He rushed in without thinking about whether this was reality or a cruel illusion again.Least now he had Gladio and Ignis with him in case it was. He was sure they’d come up with a plan.Noctis looked desperate as he freed the blonde, distressed. He watched as he fell from that wretched device in shock as he did.Lucky Prompto caught himself and Noctis dropped to his level, taking in all his features as he did. “Was you worried about me?” Prompto asked and Noctis almost missed it. He blinked and nodded. “Fuck yeah I was. What kinda question is that?” Noctis replied his voice laced with concern, dragging the blonde into an embrace.His eyes stung as he gripped onto his shirt, he opened and eye and glanced at him just to make sure that it was their Prompto and relief washed over him when he realised it was reality.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Final Fantasy XV Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Prompto Argentum/Noctis Lucis Caelum Characters: Prompto Argentum, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Gladiolus Amicitia, Ignis Scientia Additional Tags: Mpreg, Unplanned Pregnancy Summary:

While on a hunt something interesting happens to Prompto. It leads to a surprise not even he himself knows about

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