#jealous lance

pleASE I lost it over 🔫😠💙

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Keith was getting tired of all of these parties he was forced to attend. He knew having allies was important in defeating the Galran empire but no matter how many times he told Allura he wasn't cut out for social situations she told him to just "smile and nod."

So that's what he did. Party after party, event after event he just smiled and nodded. He frankly didn't care what people said to him, the jokes they said to him, he just didn't care.

He took a sip of his drink, he wasn't even sure how to describe the taste of it; kind of fruity but bland. He quickly scanned the room, Shiro was chatting with the council members with Allura and Coran.

Pidge was talking excitedly to the couple of engineers that surrounded them. He had no doubt that were brainstorming how to upgrade their weapon systems or something similar.

Hunk was kept company by a couple of people wearing matching uniforms. Keith had noticed them going in and out of the kitchen, he figured they were chiefs of some sort.

His eyes found the Blue paladin; naturally, he was in his element. The aliens that surrounded him laughed loudly at whatever he was saying. One of them even touched his arm briefly; to which he quickly moved his arm in a polite way. 

Lance met his eyes from across the room, sending him a quick smile that Keith found himself reciprocating.

He wasn't sure what he and Lance were at this point. Keith had kissed him after a particularly rough mission. He didn't really mean to, he didn't even realize he liked Lance like that until Lance didn't come back to the castle.

Blue was knocked offline and Lance couldn't get her back to the castle. Keith found him first and as soon as he saw Lance he just kissed him. Before he could really understand what he just did Lance was kissing him back.

They quickly pulled away as Hunk entered the atmosphere with the yellow lion.

Lance came to Keith's room that night, asking if they could talk about the kiss. They both came to the conclusion that maybe this rivalry was a bit of a cover-up for more intense feelings. Neither of them knew they liked each other past a friendship until they kissed.

So they weren't officially dating but they obviously had feelings for each other. They hadn't told the team yet either, they were still trying to figure out what to do with these feelings.

“Now that is a nice smile if I do say so myself.” A taller alien stepped closer to him. His skin was pastel pink, decorated with gold designs. His eyes were pitch black, and his baby blue color hair was tied up in a braided bun. 

Keith looked at him, “thanks,” and he took another sip of his drink. 

“So red paladin, you don’t seem to be enjoying yourself tonight.”

“Parties aren’t my thing.” 

The alien released a small chuckle, “I can tell.” 

Keith didn’t respond, he just wanted to be left alone. 

“So does the red paladin have a name?” The man asked in a sultry voice. 

Keith cleared his throat, trying to shake the discomfort he was feeling. “Keith.” 

“Keith,” the man repeated it a couple of times, trying to get his tongue used to the name. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Dreknill.” 

Keith fought the urge to roll his eyes, I didn’t ask. “Pleasure.” 

Dreknill kept talking, it was small talk and Keith found himself replying. Not so much out of any interest more because it was passing the time. He wanted to know about Keith's life, what it was like being a paladin, how many planets he had saved, things like that. 

Keith kept his answers short, very aware of how the taller man found every opportunity to step closer to him, touch his shoulder, things of that nature. Keith knew he was flirting with him, he wasn’t that socially obvious. He just didn’t know how to escape the situation he found himself in. 

“Keith, the night is slowly coming to an end.” 

Keith gave a small nod, finally. 

“Would you care to share a dance?” 

Before Keith could turn down his offer, Dreknill's hands were on his lower back, pushing him towards the center of the room. “I-I can’t dance,” Keith tried to turn away but the other man grabbed his arm, pulling him closer to his chest. 

“I guess I’ll have to teach you.” 

Keith frantically looked around the room as Dreknill twirled him around the room. He stumbled a bit under his feet and Dreknill lifted him up slightly, supporting most of his weight. 

Keith held his breath, trying to think of his best route back to his room, or just out of the ballroom. He could tell the song was coming to an end and he silently begged for it to end faster. 

Dreknill stopped twirling him, finally setting him back fully on the ground. “That wasn’t so bad was it?” He gave him a smile. 

“Oh yeah, thanks but I think I’m going to turn in for the night.” 

“Oh but Keith the night is so young! One more dance?” He leaned closer, his lips an inch or so apart from Keith’s. 

Keith‘s mind was in an all-blown panic and he felt himself freeze. Move body! Come on! He could fight the Galra but freeze in this situation? 

“Keith! What are you still doing up, you need your beauty sleep.” A familiar voice rang in his ears, his savior. An arm was wrapped around his waist, pulling him onto his teammate's side. 

Dreknill straightened his back up, “Oh the Blue Paladin.” 

“Please, call me Lance. I don’t mean to interrupt but Keith does have a strict bedtime routine.” 

Dreknill squinted his eyes a bit at Lance, seeming to size him up, his eyes lingering on Lance’s hand on Keith's waist. “I see.” 

Lance flashed him a wide smile, “it was a pleasure to meet you.” 

“I can escort the red paladin back to his room,” Dreknill reached for Keith and Lance tightened his hold on him. 

“Don’t worry. I can take care of him.” Lance looked down at Keith, “ready to leave love?” 

Keith felt himself blushing, nodding a bit at Lance’s words. 

“We both hope you get home okay,” and with that Lance turned around, dragging Keith with him, and quickly left the room. He didn’t stop walking until they were in the space between their bedroom doors. 

Lance dropped the hold he had on Keith. “Sorry, you looked uncomfortable.” 

“It...wasn’t pleasant. Thanks for getting me out of there.” 

Lance gave him a tense nod. 

Keith scanned his face, trying to decipher any emotion he could. “Lance?” 

Lance grabbed his face gently and brought their lips together. 

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Lance wasn’t really a jealous person. He had his moments, who didn’t? But he had a very small list of things that would actually make him feel jealous. When his mama would call his siblings by his nickname. When his eldest brother got a dog and he didn’t. And apparently seeing Keith be flirted with was another one. 

He had kept his eyes on his fellow teammate the entire night. He wanted to be by him, keeping their shoulders touching, maybe holding his hand, just be close to him. But he knew he needed to mingle, needed to help this alliance go smoothly. Plus he didn’t want to get integrated by the team because they were both suddenly joined at the hip. 

So he chatted with the aliens that surrounded him, quickly dodging their flirting attempts or invitations back to their respective rooms. None of his guests seemed to take offense to his friendly decline which he was grateful for. 

But then that...that guy strolled over to Keith, and Lance told himself to keep breathing, that Keith was just mingling like they all were. But then he put his hand on Keith's arms and Lance almost stormed over to him right then and there. He was stopped by a councilman stepping in front of him, quickly pulling him into a conversation. 

Lance couldn’t keep his eyes off him, he kept nodding his head, giving half-ass responses to whatever the councilman was saying. A tight feeling bloomed in his chest the longer he watched Keith. He knew that they weren’t dating or anything but Lance wished they were. 

He forced himself to remain where he was, forcing his breathing to remain even. Keith did look uncomfortable, he clearly wasn’t enjoying the conversation he was having and Lance did whatever he could to try to end the conversation. 

He managed to slip away as Keith was being twirled on the dance floor, looking too uneasy on his feet. Lance stared at the two, stared specifically at Keith who was nearly being lifted off the ground by the other man. 

Lance couldn’t control himself anymore, he couldn’t stop his advancement toward the two men even if he wanted to. He reached Keith in a couple of strides, immediately pulling him to his side with one arm. “Keith! What are you still doing up, you need your beauty sleep.”

Lance eyes the other man, trying to silently tell him to back off. The man, Lance didn’t care to learn his name, seem to take it as a challenge, which Lance was not going to lose. 

“I can escort the red paladin back to his room,” the man reached for Keith, and Lance tightened his hold on his teammate, silently apologizing for how tightly he was grabbing him. He didn’t want that man to pull Keith out of his grasp. 

“We both hope you get home okay, “ Lance didn’t think he could walk any faster. Each step put him further away from that man. He kept walking till they both reached in-between their rooms. 

Kissing Keith was not something he expected to do tonight, be he felt like he was going to explode if he didn’t. Keith kissed back with a sense of hunger and Lance quickly pushed him back against the wall. 

“Sorry I couldn’t get you out of there sooner. You looked in pain most of the night.” Lance mumbled against the other boy's lips. 

Keith nodded and Lance pulled away, looking into his galaxy eyes. “I guess I don't like when others flirt with you.” 

Keith blushed at the statement, “I only want you flirting with me honestly.” 

Lance grinned, “I’ll make sure to be the only one,” he connected their lips again.

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I don’t really know why I went in this direction but why do I do anything?? I guess I just needed some jealous Lance in my life 

I hope you liked it 

Thank you so much!!

hi so i looked for some of these and did find 2 that fit the criteria, however i havent read them

one of the two i wanted to read because it seemed interesting, the other doesn't seem that appealing to me personally

in this blog both ave and i only ever post fics we've read, however in this case since we don't really have any i'm posting this one with the disclaimer that i haven't read it hence if it contains any problematic storylines i am not aware of it

boyfriend ♡

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A sudden laughter erupted on the table and without looking up, Keith already knew who it was. If not by the way his insides warmed up, then for the laughter by itself. That laughter that made you instantly happy just by hearing it, that kind of laughter that made you join in without even knowing what the joke was about. The black haired knew that if he looked up he’d be attacked because of the pure bliss on Lance’s face.

Keith stared at him enough to know how it looked like.

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i see u anon i see u - karri

jealous lance tag

Read Label: Lance McClain’s Boyfriend by BleuSarcelle (1/1 | 2,277 | General)

“You know I’m not ashamed, right?” Lance meets his gaze sheepishly. “Like, I’m not ashamed of you, of us. Far from it, babe, I swear –”

“Lance,” Keith cuts in kindly, smiling warmly at the teen in his arms. “Believe me, I know but I do want to tell the world what you mean to me. I wanna start with our team, our family.”

“You should come with a warning,” Lance whispers, stroking Keith’s chin fondly as he drops his voice. “Caution: words that leave these lips may cause falling deeper in love. Thank you for shopping at Mullets4sales.com.”

Keith throws his head back as he shakes with laughter. Lance grins proudly at sound before he props himself on the bed and drops unceremoniously on top of his giggling boyfriend’s chest.

“But yeah, yes; let’s tell them after dinner.”

[Or the one where the team is on their way back home and stop on a planet where a pissy prince drugs Keith with a love potion and Lance has to endure watching his secret boyfriend being lovestruck on someone else that isn't him.]

Secrets and Lavender by VertigoReader101 (1/1 | 11,913 | General)

Lance rolled his eyes. “Not like you know anything about love, Pidge podge.”

“And you do?” Pidge questioned.

Lance’s eyes subconsciously glanced over to Keith who was stubbornly looking straight ahead, but you could tell he was listening closely.

“I’d like to think so.”`````````````````````Or five times Lance was jealous but couldn't say anything and the one time that he punches someone in the face.

//i know i recommended this recently but srsly its good so

(hunk/shay)

More Than Just A Rumour by doubtfulbones (1/1 | 4,345 | Explicit)

Lance had heard it everywhere.

From huddles of his classmates standing in hallways to the boys talking about it in the bathroom, he knew the rumour, but he hadn’t seen what’d caused such chaos.

It was a video, as he’d heard, of the former student; Keith was usually quiet in class so Lance didn’t think much of it—until it popped up in a message on his laptop.

Lotor just wanted a nice night with Allura. That was it- just one nice night! It was supposed to be perfect. They’d have a nice dinner, courtesy of Hunk, because everyone knew not to trust Coran’s cooking. And then they’d spend the rest of the night in the holodeck, sitting among a field of juniberries and maybe- just maybe- he’d kiss her at the end of the night. Assuming all went well.

But of course, the universe couldn’t even allow him that. Because as he sat at his table for two with Allura, their plates sitting half eaten between them as they laughed over two fine glasses of nunvil, the Red Paladin, Lance, decided to make an appearance. He was obviously feigning ignorance, but Lotor could tell that he was trying to get in the middle of their night together, given that Lance shot him dirty looks on the sly as he cozied up to Allura, attempting to goad her into coming to join the rest of the team for dinner, play Monsters and Mana...anything to get her away from him. Allura, to her credit, simply laughed and looked uncomfortable, attempting to slip her hand out of Lance’s grasp.

Lotor couldn’t help but feel a little insignificant. He was the emperor of the Galra Empire, but he was new to the coalition. He was more uptight (and perhaps just a touch more morally compromised) than the paladins. He was thousands of years old, and was totally out of his depth with everything, especially dating, or even liking someone. The last person he’d genuinely had feelings for, Ven’tar, had died tragically along with the rest of her planet in an explosion caused by his genocidal father due to Lotor’s disobedience.

So, yeah, not the best at romance.

But Allura quickly seemed to notice Lotor’s expression shuttering off, and him sinking back into his shell of insecurity and poking mindlessly at the cold remains of his food. And she did something Lotor never in a million years would have expected- she dismissed Lance, giving the well-meaning boy a firm expression and a few words of discouragement before she sent him on his way. But she did so in such a way to where no one could fault her for it- not even Lance himself.

“Sorry about that,” Allura turned back to Lotor once all disturbances were gone, smiling sheepishly.

Lotor waved his hand, face neutral. “You needn’t worry, Princess. Perhaps some time with the Paladins would do you good- you’ve been spending a great deal of time with me working on Sincline, after all.”

Allura seemed to notice the shift in Lotor’s demeanor immediately, however, and she stood up and glided over to him with all of the grace and ease of an angel. Gently, she rested a hand on his cheek to turn his face towards her, a blinding smile curving her lips as she soothed a thumb over his cheekbone. It was an odd type of intimacy previously unknown to Lotor. He craved more of it.

“Lotor...there is no place I would rather be than right here. With you. Not Lance, nor anyone can change that. I’ve greatly enjoyed my time here with you tonight. Perhaps we could continue it elsewhere?” Allura’s blinding smile turned shy, a dark rose dusting her cheeks. As if Lotor would ever say no. He stood, the smallest of grins curving the corner of his mouth as he offered his arm to her, flushing in surprise when the princess grabbed his hand instead. “I would like nothing more, Princess.”

And so they went, walking out of the dining hall and through the castle, laughing and talking as they strolled.

Summary:

Keith gets injured and Lance tends to his wounds.

Or in which Keith thinks Lance's jealousy is hot af.

“Stay still, you stupid wolf,” the witch huffed, brows furrowed and eyes narrowed as he focused on getting a good grip around the arrow buried in Keith’s right shoulder. Keith stayed silent, eyes peering at Lance’s face as the teen worked at his wound, tearing the arrow out abruptly. Keith didn’t so much as flinch as Lance chucked the broken arrow aside and began dabbing the blood with a clean cloth. “Honestly, how could you be so stupid?”

Keith continued to keep his silence as Lance finished patching up. When the witch began packing up the supplies and moving away, a calloused hand wrapped around his wrist and pulled him back. Lance stumbled before falling into the werewolf’s lap, his back to Keith’s broad chest. Arms wrapped around his waist and fingers clenched the soft material of his shirt. Lance closed his eyes when he felt a warm breath against his bare neck.

“I protected you. That’s all that matters,” Keith said, causing Lance’s eyes to snap back open into a glare. He turned his head slightly to direct it at Keith.

“You were being reckless!” Lance chided as he maneuvered his body so that he was straddling Keith’s lap and they were face to face. He jabbed his pointer finger into the werewolf’s chest. “You could have protected me without getting injured! You were just too distracted by that woman with the weird stringy, two-toned hair.”

“Come on now, babe. You know I have eyes only for you,” the wolf smirked, leaning in until their noses touched. “But in all seriousness, that woman seemed familiar to me. I just can’t seem to place it.”

Lance leaned back slightly, letting his finger trail down Keith’s chest teasingly as a series of thoughts ran through his head. Ex lover? Old friend? A long lost sibling? He chewed the inside of his cheek as he assessed each possible concept.

“I know that face,” Keith sighed, soft smile playing on his lips as he placed both hands onto Lance’s cheeks to cradle his face in his hands. “What are you thinking in that pretty head of yours? She’s definitely not an old lover or anything like that.”

Lance felt the rising jealousy get stomped out immediately by Keith’s words and pouted slightly at being read so easily. “Hey, how am I supposed to know. Not like you go around telling me of your past conquests…”

Keith huffed out a laugh and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Even if I did have past lovers—which I don’t. You know I was a lone wolf before you, babe—the memory of them would pale in contrast to time spent with you. You are everything to me."

Lance blushed and tried to move his face out of Keith’s hands, but was unable to. He casted his gaze down instead, before blushing harder and looking off to the side. Keith chuckled and slowly released the witch’s face. Lance got up from Keith’s lap, snatched up the medical supplies and dashed off to an adjoining room.

Keith blinked after his lover’s figure before a thought came to mind.

“Wait…Is that why you placed a curse on her? You rarely place a curse on anyone!”

Okay so it kind of annoys me that this isn't talked about more, especially the langst domain of the vld fandom. But imagine Lance being jealous of Keith. I don't mean "Alien flirting with Keith and Lance getting pissy". No no no. I mean Lance feeling tired and bitter of constantly being in Keith's shadow. Because imagine what it must feel like to be showed up constantly by this lone wolf type and always being compared to someone who seems unreachable, too good at what people need him to be.

I mean Lance being jealous of Keith's close relationship with his idol while he remains to be known as a team member.

I mean Lance feeling suffocated under the pressure of being the disappointment that followed Keith Kogane and Takashi Shirogane, the best pilots the Garrison had ever seen.

I mean Lance feeling upset or overlooked when compared to Keith and all of his accomplishments.

I mean Lance feeling raw jealousy burning inside of him whenever Keith is rewarded and praised and brushed it aside like it's nothing. Like the praise is so frequent that its become bothersome.

I mean Lance feeling bitter from always being shown up by Keith, the Golden Boy who was a natural leader and fighter and was always best at everything.