#allureith

Keith was slightly creeped out by how interested Hunk looked in an obvious question. He scoffed, “Of course I like Princess Allura. I like all of you.”

Pidge facepalmed, “Not that kind of like, Keith. We know you like us. We’re asking if you like like Allura.”

Keith narrowed his eyes in complete exasperation, “There’s more than one type of like?”

“Oh for goodness sake,” Lance mumbled, “Do you have a crush on Allura, Keith?”

Keith stabbed his green beans and shrugged, “I don’t know.”

Lance gave him an unamused face, “What do you mean, you don’t know? You either like her or you don’t.”

Keith shrugged, “Then I guess… I like her? Like doesn’t seem to describe it”

“You guess? Then what would describe it?” Hunk asked, munching on his steak and listening to their obliviously lovestruck leader try to form his affections into words.

“Well, I mean, I care for her, there’s no doubt about that. But I don’t get the butterflies in my stomach or a ridiculous blush on my face. I just want to see her happy and hear her laugh everyday and make sure she’s okay. I don’t want her to get hurt any more and I want to see her grow stronger and wiser everyday. She’s amazing and, yeah, she’s beautiful, she’s so much more than that. She’s helped me become comfortable in my own skin and- why are you all looking at me like that?”

Hunk had a knowing look on his face, “That’s the most you have ever spoken in a conversation.”

Pidge smirked, “And I thought I was the rambler.”

“You still are.”

“Hey!”

Lance was quiet while Hunk and Pidge teased Keith for his newly revealed crush. He wasn’t expecting Keith to say so much, really. It was much deeper than a simple crush. He paused. It’s deeper than my crush. Looking back at Keith he couldn’t help but notice that Keith was much more fidgety than usual. Lance fought off a smile. If Allura was the only one who managed to get the ever-stoic Keith flustered, heck, she’s the only one who should be with him.

Lance chuckled, catching the attention of the bickering three and smirked at Keith knowingly, “You’ve got it bad, man.”

Keith blinked, “I do?”

The team nodded and smiled proudly at their leader who’s finally showing some sort of emotion other than ‘indifference’ or ‘annoyance’.

“But I don’t blush.”

Pidge sighed in exasperation, “You’re not an anime schoolgirl in love with her senpai, Keith.”

“Now that I think about it, our senpai would be Shiro,” Hunk added.

“Actually,” Pidge fixed her glasses and had slipped into her gremlin grin, “Keith’s also our senpai. He is a year older than us.”

Lance leaned into Keith and whispered, “Notice me senpai!”

Hunk and Pidge lost their sh!t laughing and Keith just decided he shouldn’t ask.

“Okay so I have a “crush” on Allura, what’s the big deal?”

Lance sat back down in his seat and got serious, “This is a big deal! You need to take her out on a date, man.”

“A date? The day before launch date?”

“Well,” Pidge started, waving around a piece of steak on her fork, “It’s our last day on Earth, who knows when we’ll be back?”

Keith pondered for a while and considered, “Well, I guess you’re right.”

“Of course we’re right,” Pidge chewed on her meat.

“But how do I ask her?”

“Oh come on, Keith,” Lance scooped up a spoonful of his mashed potatoes, “It’s not hard, just ask her out.”

“Okay, loverboy Lance,” Keith teased and turned his body to look at him directly, “With all the girls you’ve dated, you must’ve had a lot of first dates. What do you think I should do?”

“Oh,” Hunk cut in, “Lance’s first date was at Chuck E. Cheese when he was 12.”

Lance’s eyes widened and he yelled at Hunk with a look of betrayal evident on his face, “Hunk!”

“And a little eight-year-old stole all his tickets from his pocket when he tried to flirt with the cashier into giving him a few extra tokens.”

“HUNK!”

Keith shook his head fondly at his right hand man’s flustered and betrayed banter back and forth with Hunk. He turned to Pidge, who had a small blush on her face and a lingering smile playing on her lips as she swerved her fork left and right in her mashed potatoes. He rose a brow in question, “What about you, Pidge?”

“Huh?” She jumped up and paused swooshing her fork, almost dropping it.

“Do you have any first date experience you’d like to share?”

“I don’t think my input would help at all. If you haven’t noticed,” Pidge sassed, “I’m a tomboy and Allura is very girly. We’re both on the opposite ends of femininity.”

“Come on, Pidge,” Lance encouraged her, “You must know some advice for our emotionally constipated leader.”

Keith sent Lance a glare but the latter just winked.

“Oh, well, uh… no one’s ever asked me out on a date…” she trailed off.

“Really?” Lance was the first one to ask and Pidge almost jumped in her seat at the attention. Keith rose a brow at the two and he soon caught Hunk’s gaze, knowing immediately that the Samoan teen knew exactly what he was thinking about.

Phase 2 of Date Night has officially started.

“Then why don’t you three go out too while I take Allura out on a date?”

The two lovebirds blinked up at Keith and then looked at Hunk. He rose his arms and with a faux apologetic look he helped Keith out, “Sorry, guys, I can’t join you too. I already asked Shay if she wanted to go to my favorite restaurant with me and I can show her the jewels in a nearby abandoned mine.”

Keith rose an amused brow, “So it’s a triple date night?”

Pidge flushed immediately, which amused Keith because people did blush like that in front of their crush, and she stammered, “A d-date?”

Lance beamed at Pidge and leaned on his elbow, “Why not pigeon?”

“Don’t call me that,” she warned, an adorable “angry” (read: amused) face.

After a second of consideration she relented, “Fine. You better not screw it up, Lance.”

Lance smiled, “I would never.”

“That still doesn’t help the fact that I don’t know where to take Allura.”

“Come on, Keith, just think,” Hunk advised, “What’s something that Allura would love to see?”

Keith stopped and took a moment to consider his options. Allura is actually really homesick right now and is striving to find her people. She needs a break, though. She would really love to see anything that resembles something from Altea after seeing the Castle of Lions be destroyed and after losing her planet.

Keith paused.

He smiled.

He knew exactly where to take her.

He convinced himself that he will ask her after the meeting and before she can head for the med bay again. He had to. He wanted her to relax and also…he had to apologize for many things. He followed her out, but she was engaged in conversation with Romelle. Behind him, he could feel Lance, Hunk, and Pidge’s deep stares at his back and he took a deep breath.

Once they were out the door, he jogged behind the two girls and called out, “Allura!”

The yell came out a bit louder than he intended and he definitely got her attention. Allura turned around and smiled, “Hello, Keith. What is it?”

Keith stopped in front of them and he smiled softly, “Oh, nothing, really. I was just…uh…”

Allura smiled as she waited for him to finish and dang it there go the butterflies, Pidge you quiznaking liar.

“I-Would…Would you like to go out…tonight? Mom will be out with Acxa tonight making last minute preparations with the Blades so I’ll be alone. I was wondering if you’d like to eat dinner with…me?”

He was sure he had to be blushing right now. He’s never felt so nervous before. Behind her, he could see Romelle smiling knowingly at him, Lance, Hunk, and Pidge all joining her with the same look on her face and he was sure he was going to melt into a puddle of embarrassed blushes. Especially when he sees her dazzling smile and sympathetic face.

“I would love to, Keith, but I can’t,” he could see Hunk, Lance, and Pidge droop their heads behind them and he’s sure he would be doing the same if he wasn’t in her direct line of sight.

“Allura,” Romelle put a hand on her shoulder, “I know you’re worried about Luca, but we’re worried about you. It’ll be good for you to relax one night and clear your head.”

“Yeah,” Keith added, “You deserve some rest, princess.”

He blinked.

“Well, it doesn’t necessarily have to be with me. You can still relax without me. But I’d like to…relax…with you?”

He really wanted to die right there.

Allura turned to look at him and she smiled warmly and, almost immediately, his worries went away and he smiled softly back and he practically beamed when he heard her answer, “Dinner would be nice. I’d love to.”

Keith beamed, “Great! I-uh-I’ll see you tonight. In the truck garage. At six.”

“Okaayyyy,” Lance stepped in, grabbing Keith from his shoulders and pulling him away from the Princess, “Let’s go away slowly before you scare her off with your awkwardness.”

After Allura made one final check up with the Altean, both she and Romelle headed for the garden to find the Green Paladin. When the doors slid open, they found her working on some plants with her mother on the other side of the room. Allura walked in, followed closely by Romelle, and smiled, “Hello, Pidge. Do you have a moment?”

Pidge turned around, Allura noticing she’s unusually giddy this morning since lunch, and smiled, “Sure, Allura. What’s up?”

“Well, uh,” Allura trailed off, looking at corner of the room and way too flustered to continue.

Romelle, however, had no problem speaking out her thoughts and she grabbed Allura’s shoudlers in excitement and blurted out, “We need to go shopping! She has a date with flippity hair!”

Pidge’s smile faltered, “Shopping?”

The dreaded word sent shivers up her spine.

“Yes!” Romelle exclaimed, “Where do you buy proper courting vestments?”

Behind the trio, an amused laugh interrupted their conversation and the three turned to Colleen, who was eyeing her daughter with the same mischief Allura has seen on Pidge’s own face multiple times before.

“Katie? Fashion? That’s a good one.”

Allura smiled at the older woman’s joke and turned to Pidge once the girl started speaking, ignoring Romelle’s whispered, “I thought her name was Pidge.”

“I heard the mall has reopened. I’ve been wanting to check it out,” she eyed her mother, “but I’m grounded.”

“Grounded?” Romelle asked, “I wasn’t aware humans could float.”

“No, no. It just means I’m not allowed to leave my mom’s supervision. It’s a form of punishment.”

“What are you grounded for?” Allura asked, concern clearly etched on her face for her grounded friend.

“She’s grounded because apparently my daughter thinks that running away from home and gallivanting off into space without her mother’s permission is an acceptable activity for a 15-year-old.”

Allura blinked in surprise, but she really didn’t even have time to react before Katie-Pidge exploded, “Well, apparently finding my brother and saving my father from an intergalactic tyrant doesn’t get me a pass!”

Romelle hid behind Allura at the face-off of the Holt women, and Allura couldn’t blame her, she would have too after she saw Mrs. Holt’s face when she said, “Not on your life, young lady.”

Allura smiled nervously and intertwined her fingers together in a pleading way, “Please, Colleen. I could really use her help.”

Immediately, the air calmed down and Colleen smiled, “Well, now that you mention it. I was thinking about going to the mall today. I guess I’ll join you girls.”

“Moooom, please,” Pidge begged.

“Besides,” Colleen ignored her sulking daughter, “I won’t pass up a chance to help my daughter choose her outfit for her first date.”

“A date?” Allura asked, turning her body to look at Pidge and raising her eyebrow.

“With who?” Romelle asked, placing both hands on her shoulders and set her head right beside Pidge’s.

The girl in question fixed her glasses and looked away, “Well, uh, with Lance…”

“Pointy chin?!” Romelle exclaimed brightly.

Colleen smiled, seeing that her daughter was uncharacteristically flustered and decided to tease her further as an extension of her punishment, “Yes. Lance came by and asked Sam and I if we would let her off her punishment for tonight. Of course, we wouldn’t have said no to such a well-mannered boy. Also, Pidge seemed quite smitten when she introduced us the first time.”

“Mom!”

The older woman chuckled and decided that she’s provoked her daughter enough and decided to tend to her plants instead.

Allura smiled at the woman in thanks and plucked a growling Pidge off the ground and slid her way out of the room, “Thank you, Colleen. We’re going to go get the other girls while you watch over your plants.”

Keith stood in front of Coran’s door and he could already feel the intense overexcitement wafting out the door. But he had to do this if he wanted tonight to go right. He sighed and knocked on the door, surprised for it to immediately open once Coran asked, “Yes?”

Once the doors opened completely, Coran flipped his shirt and he grinned once he saw Keith at the threshold, “Ah, Keith! Come in, young lad! To what do I owe this visit?”

“Hey, Coran. I wanted to ask you about Allura.”

“Sure. What is it? No one knows her better than I do. Except for maybe the mice, but they have a telepathic connection to her, which seems like cheating to me.”

“Uh… yeah. Well, I have a date with her tonight and-”

“What?! A date?! But you’re not even royalty nor Altean. Much less Altean royalty!”

Keith backed up from Coran’s invasion of personal space and placed his hands on the older man’s shoulders to lightly pull him away, “I don’t think she cares about things like that Coran.”

“Did you even ask her primary guardian?”

Keith rose a brow, “Is that you?”

Coran grinned, “Yep!”

Soon Keith found himself being pushed out of his room, “Now count to zingor and knock.”

“But I don’t know the Altean numeri-”

Before he finished his sentence, Coran’s doors slid shut and Keith was left staring at the door and hearing buzzing and thumping on the other side of the door. He sighed and knocked, the buzzing and thumping immediately stopping and the doors slid open.

It looked as if Coran completely changed the room’s layout. Is that a fireplace? Keith blinked in surprise and then he saw Coran in a big chair facing a small bench and he was “smoking” a pipe, bubbles coming out of the end.

“Ah, Keith. Please come in, have a seat.”

Keith could already feel himself regretting this as he sat down in front of the exuberant man.

“Exactly what makes you think you’re qualified for such a prestigious position? For example, who are your references?”

“What are you talking about, Coran?”

“You see, I’ll need at least two notarized certificates of commendation speaking of your greatness from reliable sources before I’ll even consider giving you my approval,” Keith sighed.

“But since I know you to be an honorable young man, I’ll make an exception for you.”

Keith sighed in relief.

“But… you must do something about that outfit. Altean courting vestments are essential. Seeing as we’re not on Altea, we’ll just have to make do.”

Coran pulled out the most ridiculous get up Keith has ever seen and he inhaled deeply, “No way.”

Coran was left alone in the room.

Keith made his way inside the garage, grateful to see that Allura still hasn’t arrived yet and rushed to one of the garage doors and pressed a button to open it up. Behind it was a replica of his old bike there sitting in the dust. He flicked out a rag dangling from one of his belt loops and got to work.

He heard the doors of the garage slide open when he wiped away the last streak of dust on the bike. He stood up and leaned up against the bike. He realized he doesn’t exactly look cool with a rag in his hands and he threw it away from him in a second and crossed his arms. Allura emerged from behind a few trucks, looking around for him and he stayed quiet to just watch her and appreciate how she looked.

But she didn’t give him much time to check her out because she turned in his direction and smiled when she saw him. He smiled in return and took a few steps to meet her in the middle. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, not really knowing what to do with them and prayed to the ancients that he would somehow know what he was supposed to be doing.

“You look beautiful.”

He assumed he said the right thing because Allura’s cheeks got a soft blush on them. She smiled back warmly and pushed her hair behind her ear, “Thank you. You look very handsome.”

In reality, Keith was lucky enough that Lance had forced him to go out shopping a few days ago when he admitted that his old clothes don’t fit him any more. If not, he probably would have been wearing his Garrison uniform tonight.

He smiled, “Thanks.”

Once the two reached the hoverbike, he patted the seat and asked, “You ready?”

Allura looked at its side and rose a brow, “What is that? Some sort of pod?”

Keith chuckled and handed her a helmet, “Not really. It’s a hoverbike. It’s not really suited for transportation in space, but it’s really fun to ride on the surface.”

Allura slid the helmet on and watched Keith get on, “Have you ever ridden one?”

“Yeah, I used to ride these all the time with Shiro when I was a kid.”

Allura nodded and she clasped her hands together, waiting for some sort of instruction to handle the contraption. Keith turned around after prepping the hover bike and he held out a hand, “Get on behind me.”

Allura’s eyes widened, “What?”

Keith took her hand and led her to the open space behind him. Allura held on tight as she swung her leg over the bike, inwardly chuckling at how scandalized her mother would be if she saw how Allura was dressed and how close she was to Keith. Once Allura was situated, Keith brought her hand to his abdomen and squeezed her hand, prompting her to squeeze his shirt. With his other hand, he brought her other hand to do the same.

“You’re gonna want to hold on tight,” Keith suggested, a sense of pride swelling in his chest when he sees the faint blush on Allura’s cheeks grow with each passing second. He flicked his wrist, powering up the hoverboard and Allura gasped as the contraption glowed and lifted off the ground. She chuckled incredulously as they were floating off the ground and Keith smirked as he flicked his wrist again, prompting the hoverbike’s engine to rev and they both took off out of the Garrison’s garage doors.

Allura laughed in absolute joy at the wind pushing her hair back and squeezed Keith’s abdomen tighter as she leaned her head on top of his back to watch the desert whiz past them. A few minutes into the ride, she yelled, “Where are we going?”

“You’ll see soon enough. We’re almost there.”

She held on tight when she felt Keith go faster and she whooped as they descended down a hill. At the far corner of her peripheral, she could see a small, run-down building sitting in solitude before they took a sharp turn and headed for some rock formations.

They entered the rocky terrain and she marveled up at the rocks above her, awing at it’s strange beauty. Keith slowed down eventually and he stopped in front of a cave opening. Once the engine purred to a stop, he swung his leg over the seat and held a hand for Allura to get off the hoverbike. She took it gratefully and did the same, stumbling a bit since she was still a bit dizzy from the ride.

Keith quickly gave her his second arm for her to balance herself and asked softly, “You okay?”

She nodded, “Yes, thank you.”

He smiled and let go of her hands and Allura could have sworn he was blushing. She followed after him, carefully stepping over stray rocks and the rough terrain on the ground. Once Keith was deep enough inside, he turned around and smiled as Alura just looked around at the cave’s carvings.

She rose an eyebrow and studied them carefully, “Are these drawings?”

Keith held an amused look as she walked around the cave’s opening blinking at the drawings carved into the walls and suddenly it clicked, “Is this where you all found the Blue Lion?”

Keith nodded fondly and Allura’s beaming smile was brighter than any he’s seen before. This is amazing, she whispered and she lifted a hand to brush it over the carvings and, before she knew it, they all light up in a dazzling, glowing blue. She jumped away from it in surprise and awed at the beautiful display.

She turned around in a circle gasping when she saw the beautiful color light up the whole cave. She saw dazzling blue embers dancing around them both and she twirled, causing a small flurry of to spin around her. She laughed and opened her palm, beaming when a couple landed in her palm and glowed brightly before she blew them away to join their buddies again.

She turned and looked at Keith, surprised to find his gaze resting only on her. She blushed slightly and opted to watch the small embers again and whispered, “This is beautiful.”

Keith turned away too, convinced that his cheeks must also be flushed, and smiled fondly, “I thought you would say that.”

He offered her his hand again and Allura looked at it before looking back up at Keith. She took his hand slowly and allowed him to pull her along a small pathway. Eventually they came upon a flat opening and, there on the ground, she saw a small blanket and a basket sitting in the middle. Keith led her down the jagged steps and Allura giggled, “Are we having a picnic?”

He looked up at her with such insecurity, Allura just wanted to hug him. He broke eye contact and looked at the side, “Is that alright?”

Allura smiled encouragingly, “Of course! I haven’t had a picnic in deca-phoebs.”

His smile returned and Allura let him help her sit down on the floor, she folded her feet under her and smiled as Keith prepared the dinner. She looked around, noticing that there was a rush of water right beside them and found the sound calming. The area was lit up by multiple carvings, each one depicting a different story.

She was only entranced away from the carvings when a delicious smell wafted in the air. She turned her head and gasped in delight when she saw a plate before her and a strange food sitting and waiting to be devoured.

But it smelled delicious.

“Keith,” she trailed away.

“I’m not much of a cook. Nothing close to Hunk,” he started, looking away shyly, “But I did have to cook for myself a few years once I moved out of my foster parent’s home. This is something I would cook all the time.”

She took a fork in hand and stabbed one of the small bits of the dinner, being smacked in the face with the appetizing smell, and took it all in one bite. She sighed in content at the burst of flavor and almost moaned as she chewed.

“This is absolutely divine, Keith,” she stabbed another small bit, “What is it?”

“It’s macaroni with beef and tomatoes. It’s really simple, not that big of a deal.”

“This is better than anything I’ve ever eaten at home. It’s truly delicious.”

Keith chuckled and looked away, “Thanks, Princess.”

At the foreign nickname, Allura paused and dropped her hand beside the plate. She sighed, “You don’t have to call me that, Keith.”

He blinked and finished chewing before asking, “What do you mean?”

“I’m no longer a princess, Keith. My planet’s gone and my people don’t even know I exist.”

Keith furrowed his eyebrows, “And?”

“Well-”

“Princess, no matter what. You are who you are. Nothing changes that. My whole life… I was light years away from anything related to my mom. That doesn’t change I’m part Galra, does it?”

Allura looked up at Keith and was immediately struck by his soft features looking back at her. He shifted his hand a bit to brush against hers and whispered, “No matter what the circumstances are, you are the Princess of Altea. That will never change. So I’ll always call you the title you deserve.”

Allura returned his soft smile and she enveloped him in a tight hug. Keith froze for a second, not expecting the sudden affection, but he eventually returned the embrace and hugged her tight. Allura whispered a soft and broken, “Thank you.”

Keith sighed and pulled away, meeting Allura’s happy smile with sadness in his eyes and he whispered, “I’m so sorry.”

Allura rose an inquisitive brow and prompted him to continue, “I said horrible things to you when we were stuck in space.”

“Keith it’s alright, you weren’t yourself at the time.”

“The thing is,” Keith whispered breathlessly and turned away in shame, “I was actually thinking along those lines. Not about your father. That comment came up on the fly. But what I said about you and Lotor? Yeah, I was thinking about that for a while.”

Allura gasped and whispered softly and slightly hurt, “Keith…”

“I never blamed you, though. I actually always blamed myself,” he admitted and looked up at her apologetically, “Maybe if I was there with the team, I wouldn’t have let Lotor hurt you guys so close,” he turned away again guiltily, “I was mad at myself for leaving you all. I was mad for leaving you, Allura.”

His voice hitched when he felt Allura grab his hand and he looked up, finding her own guilty face staring back at him, “Well, to tell you the truth, my comment also came the heart. I was always wondering why you would leave us and I thought to myself that it was my fault that you left. That I didn’t act to stop you from leaving us in the most crucial moment of the war.”

She squeezed his hand and Keith found himself unable to look away from her blue eyes and she whispered brokenly, “We needed you with us, Keith. Why did you leave?”

Keith licked his lips, “I guess it’s because I didn’t feel like the leader you all deserved. I was becoming so attached to you all, I got scared.”

Allura grabbed his cheek and whispered, “Scared of what?”

Keith looked up at her and his eyes shined a low indigo under the blue highlights and whispered back, “I was scared of losing you.”

A deep sense of dread was in the pit of her stomach when Keith continued, “Everyone I’ve ever loved was taken away from me in one way or another and I didn’t want that to happen to you guys. You all became my family. I didn’t know what to do.”

Allura smiled and nodded softly, “I felt the same way. You all became my family when I lost Altea. You all became my only. Here though,” she exhaled, “I feel like everyone has a home to return to. All except for me.”

Keith was the one who initiated the hug this time, softly wrapping his arms around her and whispering a faint, “I love you.”

She pulled away slowly and she stared at him incredulously and whispered a faint, “What?”

Keith lifted a hand to cradle her head and his fingers scratched her scalp. He looked down at her lips and back up to her eyes, “I love you.”

He joined their foreheads together, “I love you so much…I never felt like I belonged anywhere. Not really. It’s like a part of me was telling my that my place wasn’t on Earth. But meeting you? Working with you? I truly felt at home. I wanna be your home, Allura. Just like you are mine.”

Allura smiled softly, having never been more moved by anyone’s words in her life and she saw Keith leaning in slowly. She closed her eyes and closed the gap in between them, finally joining their lips together. She lifted up her hand to lose itself in Keith’s scalp and her other laid flat on his chest. His other hand laid on her waist and the two stood there comfortably, sliding their lips against the other softly and lovingly, drinking up everything the other had to offer.

They only let go when they heard a soft beep from Keith’s phone. They pulled apart reluctantly, smiling and chuckling once they saw the other’s red lips and Keith took out his phone to check what it was in case it was an emergency. Allura laid her head on his shoulder as he checked what it was and she giggled softly when she saw what it was.

On Keith’s phone screen was a selfie that Lance and Pidge took. Pidge was smiling up at the camera, her eyes closed as Lance plopped a kiss on her cheek, slightly lifting her glasses off her face. There was a small caption at the bottom saying a short, “Thanks, Keith,” with blue and green hearts. Keith chuckled along and asked softly, “Do you want to send them one?”

Allura nodded and Keith lifted his hand at an angle. Once Allura was smiling up at the camera, he plopped a kiss on her forehead. Even after the picture was taken, he planted one final kiss on her lips, prompting her to giggle, before he sent the picture. Theirs was sent with a short caption too, “My pleasure.”

Later, once Keith finally cleaned up from their date, he led her out of the cave and towards his lion, which she assumed he summoned while they were on their date, and helped her climb up onto Black’s head. He sat down with his legs extended and helped her take her seat in between his legs. She leaned back against his firm chest and they both watched the sun set. After a few more kisses exchanged, Allura was sure that this was her new favorite past time. Being cuddled up in the arms of the man she loves is the best feeling: safety and warmth and love.

She pauses.

She smiles and nuzzles into him more.

“Your ass looks so good in that jumpsuit.”

“Keith!” Allura pouted, not bothering looking away from the mirror as she tied her hair up.

She would  always love when her boyfriend was flirty, but now she was anxious and nervous because of the important diplomatic meeting about to happen and Keith checking her out wasn’t helping her sorting her thoughts.

She and the team had to leave to take care of some galra troops terrorizing a planet and hadn’t even had the time to switch from her paladin armor and black jumpsuit to her dress.

She was trying  to fix her hair, that ended up a mess after the mission, the quickest possible so she could go meet the guests that were waiting for her.

Keith moved closer to her until his mouth was only a few inches from her ear, his breath tickling her skin.

“Once that meeting is over and all of them leave, I’m going to unzip that suit and bend you over the table.”

“Stop it. ” She  playfully pushed him away, giggling. Her cheeks were bright red and goosebumps had rose on her arms because of Keith’s words.

“My focus has to be on this meeting, not on your dick.” She pinched his cheeks and then gave him a little peck on the lips.