Party at Lance's

                                    

                                          
"Yo!" Lance leaned over the bar counter and yelled over the music blasting from the speakers. "What do you guys want?!"
                          
Beverly lifted a hand, "We'll have a beer!" She had made herself comfortable in Hector's lap in Lance's armchair.
                          
Marci's shoulders tensed and rocked as she mashed the buttons on the controller. "I'll get something after I fuck Isaac up."
                          
Isaac shoved her over and continued the game. "Same here, but I will be the one winning."
                          
Marci scoffed with a cheeky smile, "You fucking wish!"
                          
Lance tapped the counter with his fingers and nodded. "Coming right up!" He turned around to retrieve two beers from the fridge. Courtesy of Marci. Keith leaned back against the counter with crossed arms and a mask over his face. His eyes burned into Lance's skin.
                          
Lance popped the bottle caps off and sighed. "What?"
                          
Keith had furrowed brows, but he shook his head. "Nothing."
                          
Lance rolled his eyes and walked over to Hector and Beverly to give them their drinks. He turned to leave, but Beverly spoke up. "Hey, where are you goin'?" She whined and stuck a cigarette between her teeth, "Sit with us!"
                          
Lance swiftly yanked it out of her mouth and tossed it onto the coffee table. "You can't smoke in here."
                          
"Oh," she gave a sheepish smile, "Sorry!"
                          
Lance waved her off and walked back to the kitchen. Keith had his eyes on the floor as he kicked out his foot. Lance went up to him and grabbed his waist, "Baby, what's wrong?"
                          
Keith gave in and leaned forward into his hold. He sighed, "Your friends are nice."
                          
Lance chuckled and kissed his hair, "That was sarcasm." He gasped and leaned back to see his face, "Oh my god, are you jealous?"
                          
Keith furrowed his brows and stomped his foot. "No, I'm not!"
                          
"You so are!" Lance laughed at Keith's reddening cheeks. "Baby," he stepped forward and nuzzled their heads together. He locked eyes with him, "I'm right here."
                          
"No, you're not." He motioned to the living room beside them. There wasn't a wall separating the two, only two tiny steps up to the kitchen. "You're with them. All the time."
                          
Lance glanced over at his friends shouting at each other over the video game on screen. He shook his head and smirked at Keith. "Not right now." He leaned down slightly to grab the back of Keith's thighs and sit him up on the counter.
                          
Keith's face went red, "Lance your-you've got friends right there!"
                          
Lance cupped his cheeks and peeled Keith's mask off. "They don't care." He nudged his head, "C'mon. You're so cute when you're angry."
                          
Keith bit his lip to hide an embarrassed smile. His eyes flickered over to the living room and back at Lance. He took a deep breath and wrapped his arms around his neck, "You're so bad."
                          
Lance's mouth curved into a wide smile. "Yes, I am." He planted a kiss onto Keith's lips, quickly raising the intensity. Before long, Keith was clawing at his clothes as Lance intertwined their tongues.
                          
"Whoa!" Marci called out from the couch. "Look at the cute husbands!"
                          
Lance pulled back to glare at her, bringing Keith into his chest. He sneered, "You're just jealous!"
                          
Isaac slapped the couch cushion, "You bet your ass I am!" He turned back to the TV. "You guys are too happy!"
                          
"Agreed!" Beverly chimed in as she took a swig of her beer.
                          
Keith slipped his mask back on and jumped down from the counter. Lance laced their hands together and kissed his nose. "See? They love you."
                          
Lance led Keith to the couch and sat him on his lap. He pointed to the TV, "Who's winning?"
                          
"I fucking am!" Marci leaned forward in her adrenaline rush. "Of course!"
                          
"Not for long, bitch!" Isaac shoved her again, keeping his eyes on the screen.
                          
Lance watched them play as he held Keith to his chest. This is good. All of Lance's favorite people were playing together without any hostility. Keith finally got to meet them and didn't have to worry about it. A smile tugged on his cheeks. This is great. He pet Keith's hair and kissed his temple, "I love you."
                          
Keith looked back and him and smiled under his mask, "I love you, too."