September’s Patreon Oneshot is Now AvailablePrompt: Klance wake up together at one of their ap
September’s Patreon Oneshot is Now AvailablePrompt: Klance wake up together at one of their apartments. They can still remember the night before but it’s foggy. They get breakfast together cute and domestic while remembering meeting the night before. Inspired by the song “Woke Up Late”.Klance - waking up together after meeting in a bar - 7,995 wordsIt’s not that Keith doesn’t indulge; it’s just that it’s rare. He’s picky about people, and even pickier about those he lets into his life. While the occasional one night stand isn’t unheard of, he never brings them home. Rarely even remembers their names. And he definitely doesn’t hang around the next morning.So when he wakes up late with a handsome stranger in his bed… well, he knows there has to be something special about the guy. He’s not sure what it is, but he’s willing to find out._______________________________________________If you want access to this oneshot, many others like it, drabbles, early access to chapters, outlines, and other rewards, please check out my Patreon!Reblogs appreciated! Excerpt Below…Patreon | Ko-fi | Twitter | Ao3 | InstaWhen he wakes again, it’s to the feeling of fingers carding through his hair. Slow and rhythmic. Blunt nails idly scratching at his scalp. Smoothing hair back from his face and curling it around his ear. It’s steady and soothing. Comforting in a way that Keith doesn’t usually let himself indulge in. As he slowly surfaces to consciousness, he realizes that he’s no longer laying on a firm chest, but rather that he’s curled forward around… legs? The fabric beneath his cheek is a little rough. Denim? There’s a large body behind him, each breath pushing a rib cage against his back, accompanied by soft snores. That he definitely recognizes as Kosmo. But his dog… wasn’t in the bed earlier?There’s also a soft humming, casual and low. Absent-minded, like the person doesn’t realize they’re doing it at all. Keith blinks open blearing eyes, waiting for them to focus before tilting his head back. It’s the guy from before, but he’s expected this time. What’s not expected, however, is the fact that he’s fully dressed, sitting back against the headboard of Keith’s bed, Keith’s head in his lap, idly scrolling through his phone. At Keith’s movement, his blue gaze drift away from the phone in his hand. A smile curls at his lips as their eyes meet. “Morning, beautiful,” he says, a chuckle in his voice. It’s less raspy than it was before. Far more composed. “Again.”“Morning…” Keith grumbles. He squints up at the man, eyes flickering around his grinning, handsome face. He definitely remembers him from the bar, but— “Um…”“You don’t remember my name, do you?” But instead of sounded offended or disappointed, that shit eating grin only widens. Keith scowls, lips pursing into a frown and definitely not a pout. “I do,” he insists, lifting a hand to rub his eyes. “Just… give me a moment.”A fitted shirt stretched across broad shoulders. Faded jeans that mold to a sculpted ass and legs that go on for days. A cocky smile and a bright laugh that draws his attention from across the bar. Sparkling blue eyes, alight with mischief and dark with desire. A tongue sharp with quips. Bold hands unafraid to roam. The taste of tequila and blue curacao—“Lance,” he says, hand falling absenting to the thigh beneath his head. He blinks as he looks up. “Blue Motorcycle Lance.”The man huffs a short laugh, disbelieving and amused. “You remember me by my drink order?”Keith shrugs. “Usually I only remember customers by their drink orders.”“But you remember my name with mine?”“Apparently I do.” -- source link
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