“I come here a lot when I need to get away from responsibilities.” Lance suddenly said. Pidge blinked, turning her head to stare at him as he pushed off the ground now and again but unwilling to take flight. “Sometimes life throws a lot, you know? And it’s hard to keep up with it. Stress sucks. So I sit on a swing and fly until I stop thinking so hard about it.”
“And it works?” She whispered. Lance looked up, and she could tell his eyes were shining even in the shadows of the park.
“Yeah. What about you?”
“What about me?”
“Did you stop thinking about it?”
“About what?”
He let out a laugh, focusing on swinging again. “If you have to ask, that means it worked.”
@planced MADDY.......... i love all my scenes equally how dare u.....
but... the swings were my favorite to write about.... the first time LOL. second time it hurt me
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Plance day drabble request: domestic plance post-hbitb please? :)
i’m…… crying yes
“Why is it so hot in here?”
Lance followed the voice from his squatting position in front of the oven, eyebrows lifting in acknowledgement. Pidge was shimmying out of her sneakers, one hand on the open door frame for support, a pout on her lips.
“I’m baking.”
“It’s July.”
“Baking has no season.”
She huffed at him from the door. Pidge rarely admitted Lance was right, but when it came to dumb things like the perfect time to start baking, she figured she’d let him have a win.
Lance heard a quiet exclamation from Pidge once more, his eyes flitting between watching his cookies brown and his girlfriend padding over to where he sat, planting a foot on his knee.
“Your thermostat says it’s eighty degrees in here.”
“Oh, you’re just a baby,” the tease came easy, and Pidge suppressed a smile.
“Did you even think about how Blue might be feeling?”
That, he would admit later, did not even occur to him. A beat passed in silence.
“Hey Katie, think you can turn the AC up?”
“What would you do without me?”
“Uh, I’d still be baking in the heat, for one.” He planted a kiss on her calf before Pidge could snake away. “So how’s your day been?”
“Matt called. He said he might visit for your birthday…”
“I can’t believe Matt cares that much. I could marry him.”
Pidge snorted, clambering down to sit on the cool kitchen tile, wiping sweat from her palms. She hated the heat.
Her knee knocked against his.
“I mean, I was gonna turn him down.”
Lance let out a low whistle. “Reason?”
“I was thinking we’d ask for that Friday off and drive to the beach,” Pidge paused to wipe sweat from the space between her boobs. “I mean, it’s your birthday. We can do whatever.”
A hand slipped around her waist, and Pidge let herself be tugged into Lance’s lap. His skin was warm and sweaty, too, and although instinct made her want to wriggle away from the heat, she liked him enough to stay.
“Doesn’t matter, as long as I’m with my soulmate.” he put emphasis on the word, an eyebrow wiggle.
“Gross.”
“Wow, and here I thought I was going to let you have a cookie.”
“Maybe I don’t want your cookies.”
A grin began to form on his face.
“Oh, then maybe you want–”
“–I saw that one coming. From a mile away.”
She was met with a groan from her try-hard soulmate, a mutter under his breath about “one day it’ll work on you.” And, hey, she was already in his lap and pressing an elbow into his chest. And, hey, the last time she kissed him was last night after he raided her fridge for dessert.
It was sneaky. Lance wouldn’t admit he liked sneaky.
She grasped his jaw with a firm hand, leaning up a little further to meet him, pressing soft lips against his cheek and leaving the worst kind of heat. A tease. She was teasing him, still. Damn her, honestly. And he was a little giddy to see she wasn’t going to let go of him either.
“You’re terrible.” Lance confirmed, closing the space between them, one hand supporting her back and the other pulling her close. She snorted, accepting the kiss, adjusting herself to stand on her knees, just a bit taller than him. He didn’t resist being pushed against the cupboards, a secluded corner beneath the counter. The summer heat made him feel just the right amount of dizzy.
It was a moment before the kisses broke, and Lance let out a quiet wheeze. Pidge raised a brow.
“What?”
“You’re kneeing my crotch.”
She was a little too quick to push away, raising her head too fast.
Bonk.
“Oh my god.”
“You’re fucking kidding me.”
“That’s another for the jar.”
“You’re such a–ah. There’s frozen peas in the freezer, right?”
“You’re hilarious. I love you.”
“Watch yourself, McClain.” Pidge paused for a moment, looking back at him as she rummaged through the freezer. “I love you, too, Shitter.”
Some smiles, Pidge didn’t try to hide.
Ding.
Lance sprung up, gearing to put on the oven mitts hanging next to the stove. “Finally!”
“Finally–oh.” Realization dawned on Pidge’s face as she recognized the scent. “You didn’t.”
“I did. Because, as you know, I love you.”
“Lance.”
“Hey! Holding a hot tray here. Back up.”
Pidge did as was asked of her, smiling behind a bag of peas, her free hand resting against his arm. The smell of peanut butter hung in the air.
“You and your romantic gestures.”
“Oh, you think I’m romantic?” Another raise of brows, another grin. She shook her head, a blush rising, brown eyes softening.
“A little bit.”
Lance resisted the urge to tease her. He leaned down, lifting the bag of peas to press a kiss against a cold, icy forehead.
“How about now?”
“A bit more. Now are we just gonna stand here saying sappy things or sit on the couch and devour these cookies?”
Just one of the Protools session that me and the the homie @domminickmichele was working with! Lol, I counted 37 tracks but they all might not have all been able to fit! SO MANY COLORS! Hahaha , My engineer is super organized though! (And Talented) #HBITB #music #hiphop #rap #rnb #house #pop #album #production #protools #daw #engineering #sound #audio #ReUpIsReal #KKoolThough
Swear I'm at 81 blackberry raps. But that's just the blackberry bars...to no beats...#Rap #blackberry #bars #HBITB #hiphop #music #BBB I'm gunna miss it when I get the IPhone again.
A photo of me working on the Album up in Dover New Jersey with my engineer @dominickmichele and my partner in crime @dountildeath #HBITB #Music #Rap #HipHop #RnB
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