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Really now? [Smirking.] I wonder what the Team Chef would have to say about that. [He reached over and took Lance's hand, letting him run with the conversation at this point.]

He'd cheer me on! I mean, the way to a guy's heart is through his stomach or something, right? That's how that saying goes? He wants me to get my man!

[He laughs, running his thumb against the back of Keith's hand.]

[That got another small laugh.]

I don't know... don't you technically already have him?

Well...I definitely hope I do.

[His smile softens, and he pulls Keith's hand closer to him, kissing it.]

[Keith smiled a bit and squeezed Lance's hand, letting him hold it for as long as he wanted.]

It certainly feels that way.

You're more romantic than you let on, you know.

[It's a compliment, and he gives him a wink.]

I love it.

[Lance... Keith almost blushed a little at the thought. He wasn't even really trying. He just wanted to make things nice for Lance.]

I'm glad you like it.

[It was a relief for that, at least.

Of course, it was making it hard to eat, but that was okay.]

Okay, I guess...we'd better stop holding hands for a little bit so we can finish eating. Otherwise we're gonna be here all night, and our plans aren't over yet, are they?

[Yet another wink, and he finally lets go, going back to his food.]

[Keith smirked a little and shook his head.]

Not yet.

[He also went back to eating.]

Though, since we're going to be staying the night, did you want to pick up a change of clothes for tomorrow on our way back to the hotel?

[He paused for a moment.]

I don't mind stopping.

Hm. Yeah, a quick stop to buy a change of clothes might not be a bad idea. Doesn't have to be anything fancy, but having another outfit doesn't hurt.

[As excited as he is to get back to the hotel, he can wait a little longer.]

[Keith nodded with a small smile, going back to his food.]

Alright. It shouldn't take up too much extra time.

[He smirked a little as he took another bite, having a feeling he knew what Lance was thinking there.]

[He sees that smirk, Keith, and he's glad he's not the only one hyped up about this. Not that he isn't really reassured of that anyway, considering how eager Keith was during their break time earlier.

It isn't long before the two of them finish their meals, and the opt to skip dessert, since they obviously have a different dessert in mind. Lance takes the box with the glass lions carefully after the bill is paid, his other hand reaching out to take Keith's again.]

Righty-o, shopping time!

[Dinner definitely went well with more teasing and banter throughout as they shared their meals with each other. Keith felt himself relaxing even more as the night went on because things were going well. His nerves were dissipating as they were both having a good time, and that had been his goal.

He gladly took Lance's hand as they left the restaurant.]

There's a few places around here we can check out. [Keith shrugged.] I'm not going to go crazy looking for something, though. It's kind of a last minute thing and really it's just enough to get us back to the ships, so... [Definitely not anything complicated and requiring a long trip, right?]

[He nods at that. Definitely nothing that'll take too long.]

Just a shirt and a pair of underwear, honestly. We can just wear the same pants back to the ship if anything.

That's true.

[Keith chuckled.]

You sure you don't want to stop off for a bunch of shower stuff?

[He nudged Lance with his elbow.]

Psssssh... I think I can go without my skin care routine for one day. I guess.

[He nudges him right back. Granted, he'll have to stock up before they go drifting again...but not now.]

Really?

I'll have to remember that next time you stay over and hog the bathroom.

[He grinned, and then gave Lance a quick kiss as they approached the shopping area. There were several stores to choose from, different styles in each, so Keith just headed into one.]

Hey. I said one day. This is a very special occasion, okay?

[Silly Keith. Lance will forever hog the bathroom. He has to make himself nice and pretty, after all.

He follows him in, looking around. Right now, he isn't picky; just something to toss on in the morning will do.]

[Keith just smirked a little and kept looking. He found a shirt that wasn't half bad, and then headed off to grab a pair of underwear and a pair of socks.]

[Stupid silly smirk. He's going to kiss that right off of you, Keith. Soon. Very soon.

Lance picks up a blue long sleeved shirt (old habits die hard), some socks, and just to switch it up a little, red boxer briefs. They're paid for, and he waits for Keith to finish up, bouncing a little on the balls of his feet.]

[Keith had actually grabbed a black and red baseball tee. Lance apparently had a mild influence on his taste this time around. Though, everything else was pretty neutral.

It didn't take him long to catch up, either.]

What are you so jumpy about?

[He grabbed Lance's hand as they started to head out and back to the hotel.]

[He can't help but grin when he sees the shirt that Keith is buying. There's just something about the idea of Keith wearing the same style shirt he usually sports that's... He doesn't quite know what word to place about the feeling, but it's good.]

I'm not jumpy! Just...happy. Excited.

[And to be honest? Kind of nervous. While he's more than eager for anything they get up to tonight (and honestly, he doesn't think he himself will have many limits), there's still his lack of actual experience with...stuff.]

Yeah?

[Keith looked a little surprised, but in a good way.]

Good. I'm glad.

Yeah. I like that shirt you got, by the way.

[He gives him another smile as they walk back to the hotel. It isn't much of a journey, and before he knows it, they've gotten back to the room they're staying in. Lance drops his bag to the side, kicking off his shoes and hanging up his coat.]

[Keith blinked in surprise, not getting it at first, and then... click! Oh... He chuckled a little. He hadn't even really noticed.]

Thanks...

[He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

Once back at the hotel, he also dropped his bag, but on the bed they hadn't messed up, and then outer layers were similarly discarded on said bed. He sat down on the one they had, pulling off his boots before crossing one of his legs underneath himself, the other hanging off the side as he watched Lance settle in.]

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that icon makes his hair look like a mullet XD

DON'T U DARE

/whistles/

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