Lance-Keith ~ Fitness Queen

                                    

                                          
*Lance x Reader x Keith by request from AwesomeLaxNinja1. I could tell you my excuses for why it was so late but you just wanna read so I'll leave you to it*

                          


                          
As before any exercise, it is important to stretch. Stretching was vital in working out, and if you were to watch any Olympic athlete back on Earth, all of them could touch their toes. No matter what kind of athlete you are, stretching was something you needed to do before, after, and sometimes in the middle of exercising.
                          
However, as you were bending down to place your palms flat against the floor, you realized you forgot something rather important: water. I'm not going to bother explaining the importance of water, as I'm sure you all know why you need it.
                          
Standing upright, you headed out of your room to the kitchen. There, on the counter, sat your blue water bottle, which you had set out before Hunk distracted you. He was making something similar to cookies, and you had to make him promise to give you one later. He promised, even wrapped one after it was done baking and put it safely in a cupboard so you knew your treat was safe. Hunk was a wonderful person like that.
                          
"See? She has a blue water bottle, that obviously means she likes me more." Lance scoffed, folding his arms. Keith shook his head and put a hand on his hip sassily.
                          
"It was the only one Allura had."
                          
"So? She could've chosen to use a cup instead, but she didn't." The two boys stared the other down, not noticing you take your leave from the room. They had been watching you since you entered the kitchen, having previously been fighting over who you liked better. 
                          
The argument of both sides was strong. You had something special you did with each of them, but neither could decide if that particular special thing meant you liked them. In Lance's words, every lady fell for him, and if you hadn't, you would eventually. Keith argued that you had better taste than that, so it was obvious you'd like him.
                          
But maybe you didn't like either of them. They hadn't thought of that, and they never would.
                          
By the time the two Paladins noticed your absence you had arrived back at your room, ready to start your workout. They knew that was where you were headed, so they raced down the hall towards your door. With your water bottle to the side, your hair out of your face, and a towel (made of something other than cotton) for sweat at the ready, you were set to go.
                          
Keith was able to knock first, and as you were doing curl-ups with your hands behind your head, you shouted a "Come in". The doors were already slid open (they're motion activated) so Keith, followed by Lance, walked in.
                          
"Hey guys." You greeted, giving them a brief smile before returning your focus to getting a burn in your muscles. The burn was what told you you were doing a good job, and it always gave you some satisfaction to get to that point. 
                          
"Need any help (Y/N)?" Lance asked with his usual flirty tone when talking to attractive girls.
                          
"Nope, unless you could find me some music." On Earth you used to listen to tunes, it actually helped. Music kept your mind off the fact that you were working out, cause despite being a fitness queen, you didn't always like the idea of doing your daily workout.
                          
"I could sing!" He suggested.
                          
Keith's face was blank. "No." He didn't wanna guess how bad Lance's voice was, it was better just not knowing. "Can we do it with you?"
                          
"Sure." You paused, hugging your knees as you looked between them. "But I've done this for years so don't feel bad if you can't do as many as me."
                          
"We'll be fine." Lance said confidently before shooting a cocky look to Keith. "At least I will." Keith chose not to carry out a fight in front of you, and instead removed his jacket. Lance followed suit and they placed their clothing against the wall just beside the door.