#desperate much

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In daily mail article about MM turquoise necklace…On jeweller’s website att pic found!!!

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Why do I or anyone care?  Isn’t that a white girl in the top picture? 😹😹

Thanks, anon, I joke about the white girl,…

OOPS 

A/N: So I wrote this a while ago and totally forgot about it. Oops. Hope you enjoy it.

Summary: Reader and Keith go to a restaurant and forget money. In order to get their meal for free, they must go to desperate measures.

“And please remember,” Allura said, finishing her briefing on the alien planet below, “that this species, the Picarians, takes promises very seriously, and I know that this probably won’t be a problem, but I just want to emphasize that whatever you do, do not propose.” She put her arms to her side and stood up strait.

Lance leapt to his feet and stretched his arms over his head. “Great. Can we go now?”

Allura gave him a hard look and sighed. “Yes. But please remember what I told you! Manners and promises!” It was too late. Lance had already gone, and Hunk was following close behind. Shiro and Pidge stood, said goodbye to their friends, and left.

“Where should we go, Y/N?” Keith asked, looking at the map of the planet below.

You shrugged and scanned the map, your attention going to the mountainous, forested areas. “Do you think they have grass?” you asked. “I miss the grass.”

Keith grabbed your hand and pulled you up as he stood. “I don’t know,” he said, “but let’s go find out.”

You and Keith had been good friends since the day they met, trying to make an escape on the back of his motorcycle along with Hunk, Pidge, and Lance. Whenever they were allowed to take a break on an alien planet, you were together exploring. When Keith found out he was part Galra, you weren’t bothered for long. Sure, it was weird that your best friend wasn’t entirely human, but it was cool, and he was still the same Keith you had adored.

When the two of you got to the surface, you immediately began to walk towards the forested area. The closer you got, the more excited you became. “Those trees look like the ones on earth!” You squealed, jumping up and grabbing the sleeve of Keith’s jacket. “Look, Keith! Are you looking?” You took off running in your flip flops, but soon became annoyed. You took them off and continued sprinting to the trees. By the time you reached them, your feet had several cuts, and your big toes were bleeding a little. You didn’t care. You was seeing trees.

But where were the bushes? And grass? You saw flowers, gigantic neon flowers, but no other type of greenery around. Disappointment settled like a rock in your belly.

“There’s no grass,” you whispered, shoulders slumping. “Keith. There’s no grass.”

“I can see that.” He walked up to you and took one of your hands. Keith began to tug you in the direction of the city. “Come on. Allura mentioned something about a popular restaurant that sells food similar to food on earth. Let’s go check it out.”

The two of you walked side by side, looking at the world around them and sneaking glances at each other. There were creatures similar to butterflies, but they were the size of cats and had horns in place of antennae. Their bodies were covered in long, thin, black hairs. You were reminded of Keith’s hair because it was similar in color to that on the giant butterfly’s body.

“I think this is it,” Keith said. You stopped in front of a fancy restaurant. He noticed a sign that said, “Free meals with proposal” in several languages. His stomach did little flips as he glanced at you, hoping you didn’t notice it.

“Let’s go, then.” Your stomach rumbled as the smell of sweet steak wafted through the air.

The two of you took your seats at a table, ordered food (“Whatever the most popular item on the menu is, we’ll take two,” Keith said.) and began talking. You never had trouble talking to each other. You was always very open and could ramble on for hours about nothing and never pushed Keith to talk if he didn’t feel like it.

Keith felt bad for you. You loved the nature on earth more than anything. You missed trees and plants from earth, but she never complained. That part of you Keith admired.

As their food arrived, Keith realized one critical detail: neither of you had any money.

Keith stared at his food. It was grilled pomoi, and looked like a steak. His face felt hot as he realized what he needed to do. Suddenly, he hoped you had seen the sign at the door. He got off of his chair and knelt in front of you.

“Keith, what are you-”

“Give me your hand.”

“Why? What are you doing?”

Keith groaned mentally. He whispered, “In trying to propose, so give me your hand!”

Annie glanced at the sign at the door. “I was hoping you hadn’t seen it.”

“Y/F/N,” he began more loudly, “we’ve been dating for two years now, and today, as we got to this planet, I began to think about doing this. I just couldn’t wait!” He laughed nervously, looking to make sure the waiters had noticed what he was doing. “You’re the nicest, most patient woman I’ve ever met and I was wondering if you’d marry me.”

Keith held his breath. Say yes. Say yes. Say. Yes!

“Okay,” you answered in a hushed voice.

You both smiled. You were in the clear.

The restaurant around you erupted into cheering and screaming. The noise was so loud that you thought your eardrums would explode.

“Congratulations!” shouted their waiter. “Come, Y/F/N! We must get you ready!” The alien grabbed you by the shoulders and brought you to your feet.

“For what?” You asked.

“You’re getting married today!”

As you was being pushed to the back of the restaurant, you looked back at Keith, who watched her with a small smile. You then realized you loved him. Maybe not as a romantic partner just yet, but you could make it work. You knew Keith felt the same.

Before you knew in, you were both back with your friends, journeying away from the planet. You laughed at your friends’ reactions to being told the big news. Lance just sat down with a blank, unbelieving expression. Hunk, Pidge, and Shiro were happy for them. Coran was jumping with joy, having his own private celebration. Allura pinched the bridge of her nose.

“You do realize you can’t divorce, right?” she asked. “No lawyer in the universe will let you divorce under Picarian marriage.”

You and Keith looked at each other and shrugged. You didn’t cared very much. Your fingers intertwined with his as Keith brought them up and examined them.

“We need rings,” you murmured.