This was a bad idea. Keith pulled his hood down a bit. They keep staring at me. Can they see my ears? I knew I shouldn't have came.

Keith was sitting on the cabin's front porch steps. The drive up to the was long and a bit suffocating. His nerves were constantly on alert and when he tried to sleep, he never could never fully lose consciousness because of his biggest concern sitting in the driver seat. After spending almost 2 hours in the car with her, Allura did seem to be a nice person but Keith's senses were still telling him to keep his guard up around her. Their car was the first to arrive to the cabin and the three dropped their bags off on the front porch before Lance and Allura left to go adventuring around the property, hoping to find a key to get inside, but mostly to just walk around and reminisce about their past trips there. The others soon arrived the cabin, bringing with them loud cheers of 'hello's and friendly bickering. Keith stayed seated on the cabin steps as he observed their interactions, feeling out of place in all the familiarity.

After making his rounds with everyone, Lance noticed that Keith was still sitting on the porch where he and Allura left him earlier. He quickly ran over and grabbed Keith to make him at least say hello and introduce himself to everyone. Lance's excitement made him do the introduction for Keith, revealing that he was this mystery guy he had been hanging out with lately and that he was in rough shape due to having a bad week.

Keith took in each of Lance's friends as they all introduced themselves.

Hunk was a big guy with a friendly personality that was much gentler than Lance's personality. Lance told him that he was the natural cook with a talent for baking in their group and was going to feed everyone over the weekend. The thought of finally eating something other than fries, burgers, and the occasional cat food made Keith's stomach jump for joy and he decided that Hunk was a good person and could trust him.

Pidge was the smallest and youngest of the group and her and her older brother Matt made Keith wonder if he was seeing double. He had met siblings before, but never had he met a set that were so different in age and practically look identical. Matt seemed to be just like Lance – energetic, naturally kind, and overly confident. The thought of spending the weekend with two Lances made Keith mentally exhausted and regret his decision. Pidge, on the other hand, was different from her older brother. First, Keith found out her name wasn't really Pidge – it was Katie. Pidge was just a nickname Matt gave her that stuck as she got older. She was very smart and her sharp and sarcastic personality showed it. Keith found her attitude a bit entertaining, especially when she targeted her brother or Lance, but her intelligence made him worry that if he wasn't careful around her, his secret would be found out.

Shiro, Matt's guest on the trip, made Keith feel a little less out of place in the group. He seemed to be just as new to the entire dynamic as Keith was and it was a refreshing feeling. Shiro was a big guy and seemed to dwarf Matt in comparison, making Keith wonder how the two ever became friends to begin with. He was quiet, but seemed to act a lot older than he was. He acted as the mediator between the Holt siblings and was repeatedly accused of 'babying' Matt by his younger sister whenever he played the role. Keith couldn't really get a clear reading on him during their interdictions since he kept his distance from everyone as well, but Keith chose to keep his guard up around him as well.

"Ok, now that we're all settled, let's discuss rooms!" Matt announced after dropping his bag in the middle of the cabin's living room.

The cabin was just like any cabin in the woods on the outside, but on the inside, it was completely different. The giant floor-to-ceiling window in the living room let in a lot of natural light into the space – lighting up the living room, kitchen, and dining area. Lance mentioned to Keith that the cabin only had three bedrooms, so he was prepared to spend the weekend cramped in a tiny space with six other people. But there was surprisingly a lot of room to spare, enough to have a dining table that could seat eight people, a kitchen island that can seat four, and a U-shaped sectional sofa.

"You mean you guys have to discuss rooms." Pidge said as she walked past the group toward the rooms.

Allura started to follow behind her. "Pidge and I will take one of the bunk rooms so one of you won't have to sleep on the couch alone." Down the hall, the group could hear a loud, frustrated groan from Pidge. "Don't worry about her, she'll get over it," Allura smiled as she waved bye to everyone.

Keith looked over at Lance, showing that he was confused on why Pidge was upset about the situation.

"The girls usually get the bigger room so that they have their own bathroom and Pidge likes it because when Matt's home, she has to share hers with him." Lance answered, finding Pidge's frustrations entertaining.

"Ok, so with them settled we just need to figure out how we'll divide up," Matt started as he sat on one of the bar stools at the kitchen island. "Hunk, do you want to take the master with Lance and Keith since you two usually room together?"

Before Hunk could answer, Lance spoke up. "Actually, I was going to suggest that Keith and I take the other bunk room and you three take the master." He looked over at Hunk and instantly felt like he hurt his best friend's feelings in some way. "No offense to you Hunk! It's just that this guy takes a really long time to warm up to people and it would just make better sense if just me and him room together!"

"What?! Don't put the blame on me!" Keith protested, a vast contrast from his quiet and secluded personality that everyone saw earlier during the introductions. Lance obviously knew how to push at his buttons.

Hunk smiled and tried his best not to burst out laughing. "It's ok Lance! I was actually going to suggest the same thing since you two seem to be comfortable by yourselves."

"Yeah, I was kind of thinking that too, but I still wanted to ask and see," Matt added with a proud smirk on his face. "That settles it then! Lance and Keith take the open bunk room and me, Shiro, and Hunk will share the master bedroom!"

"Awesome," Lance beamed with his usual wide smile. "Come one Keith! Grab your sad bag and I'll show you the room."

"Quit calling it sad!" Keith yelled back as he reluctantly followed Lance toward the hallway.

The leftover teens stayed in the main area of the cabin and just watched as the two disappeared into the hallway.

"Do you still think it's a good idea to let them have a room alone?" Matt asked bluntly once he felt he would be out of earshot from Lance and Keith.

"Yeah, I think so. They seem to get along well and Lance is obviously protective of him. Also, Allura said they looked to be pretty close when she met Keith. Lance had his arm around him and everything." Hunk replied, brushing off the situation and turning his focus on unpacking the groceries and thinking of what he was going to cook for dinner. "I call the pull-out mattress by the way."

"Ok," Matt sighed. "But if I hear them doing it, I'm sending Shiro to break it up."

The comment completely caught Shiro off guard. "Why would you send me?"

"Because you're the oldest," Matt replied frankly with a shrug.

"Not anymore. If someone ask, I'm six."

"Damn you and that Leap Year crap," Matt yelled back, frustrated that Shiro was technically right about really being the youngest. Leaving Matt as the oldest and in charge of making everyone behave.

Down the hallway Lance led the way to the two small bedrooms towards the back of the cabin. The walls were dotted with obvious camping themed decorations with a stray Holt family picture on the wall and end table that showed off their previous trips to the cabin. Halfway down the hallway was a stray door that Lance had noted as being the shared bathroom for the bedrooms that were at the very end. The doors faced each other, one being open and the other closed. Behind the closed door, as the boys got closer they could hear muffled music playing along with the sounds of Allura and Pidge talking, the conversation running along the lines of Pidge not wanting to share a bathroom with Matt or Lance. It will be a long night for Allura when Pidge finds out that her hopes were shattered.

Lance quickly walked through the opened door and threw his bag next to the dresser. "You want top or bottom?"

"What?" Coming back to reality after unintentionally eavesdropping on the girls' conversation, Keith quickly walked in the room as well.

"Top or bottom bunk?" Lance asked again, laughing a little at how easily distracted Keith has been since arriving at the cabin.

Keith looked around the room and saw why everyone called this and the girls' rooms the 'bunk rooms.' The room was simple and half the size of his apartment with a bunk bed perfectly pushed into a cut-out nook in one of the walls. There was a nightstand next to the head of the lower bunk and a ladder at the foot leading up to the upper bunk. Across from the beds was a single, four-drawer dresser with a mirror hanging on the wall above it.

"Does it really matter," Keith asked, not sure why the decision on which bed he picked was important. A bed was a bed to him. Just because they were stacked on top of each other didn't seem to make them any more special to him.

"It does if you're picky on your sleeping situation. Heat rises so the top usually get hot at night and the bottom gets cold. But also, if you roll around in your sleep, the bottom would be a better choice so if you fall off, it won't be that far."

Bunk beds were now Keith's favorite type of bed. "I'll take the top," Keith announced as he hurried over to throw his bag on the top bunk. The promise and good food and a naturally warm bed to sleep in started to make him really happy he came on this trip.

As Keith climbed up the ladder to settle in on his bed for the weekend, Lance walked over and closed the door. "I hope you're ok with sharing a room. I know I probably should've talked to you about it sooner, but I just figured that it would be easier for you with your situation." Lance went over to his bag and started to unpack his belonging into two of the drawers in the dresser.

Keith looked down at him from the top bunk, a bit confused on what he meant. Then it hit him. Keith's ears were out. Lance had arranged it to where he could stay in a secure room, with someone who he didn't have to worry about hiding them from, and he even let him pick a bed that he would be more comfortable in. "Uh, thanks man. I really appreciate it," Keith said as he pushed his hood down, releasing his ears that had gone slightly numb from being forced down for so long. "But are you sure your friend Hunk won't get a little jealous? Didn't Matt say that you two usually shared a room?"

"Hunk won't get jealous, he said he was going to suggest the same remember," Lance said as he finished unpacking. "He's a nice guy and rarely ever gets angry," Lance explained, putting his childhood friend in a good light like he always does. He then pulled out his bathroom bag and started to go through it, deciding on what could stay in the room and what needed to go to the bathroom. "Oh, I also packed some Advil in case your ears or tail start to hurt you while hiding them, so feel free to take some if you need to."

Keith said his thanks to Lance, deciding to leave the conversation where it was instead of questioning his choices further. He started to dig through his duffle bag as well, wanting to pull out the small first aid kit he had brought along. Keith had only brought the basics for the weekend, which made him look severely under packed compared to the others. But he didn't really own much to begin with, so the idea of only bringing two shirts, a pair of pants and sweatpants, boxers, and the basic bathroom supplies seemed like a practical thing to do.

"So, what did you think of everyone?" Lance asked, breaking Keith out of his concentration of unwrapping one of his hands.

Keith picked up his head to look at Lance, but he was nowhere to be seen in the room. There was only one door in the room and it led to the hallway and no real hiding places in the room. Keith then felt a slight nudge on the mattress he was sitting on come from below.

"Earth to Keith! Can you hear me up there in space?" Lance called out with another nudge on Keith's mattress.

Keith crawled over to the top bunk railing and leaned over to look underneath him. Lance was lying down on the bottom bunk, kicking up at Keith's mattress, waiting for him to respond. He looked over when he could feel Keith's eyes on him and stopped kicking. Without thinking, Lance chuckled at the sight of Keith looking at him from the top bunk, his ears and hair hanging down and making him look like a curious kitten from a funny cat video. "So, did you like my friends or not?"

"Uh," Keith took a moment to think back to the quick introductions that happened not too long ago. "I think I'm going to like Hunk. Matt gave me a headache. I don't know about Matt's friend yet. And the girls scare me a bit."

Lance snapped up with a laugh. "What do you mean the girls scare you? Have you never been around any or something?" The idea that Keith got intimidated so easily by being around girls made Lance laugh.

Keith sat back up in his bunk and crawled back to sit against the wall and continue to unwrap his hand. "As a matter of fact, no! The only girls I grew up around were coats, and they were not my favorite people to be around. But that's not why I'm uncomfortable around them."

Lance poked his head up so he could see through the railing. "Then what's the reason? Pidge and Allura are harmless."

"I have my reasons for Allura, but Pidge" Keith paused to think of his words carefully, "seems to be too smart to trust. Kind of like the coats."

Lance crawled out of his bunk and stepped up on the mattress so he could cross his arms over the top railing. "I still think you're wrong about Allura, but I get the Pidge part. She is smart, and can get a little too nosy for her own good. But I'm sure if we're careful, she won't get nosy around you and you'll see she's a cool person."

Keith shrugged his shoulders in response and she started to unwrap his other hand. His hands were different shades of reds and purples and scabbed from his bar fight that happened earlier that week. Keith had been making sure to treat his wounds each day so that they could heal faster and hurt less. Luckily the bruises stopped hurting, but the now scabbed wounds on his knuckles and a few fingers made it uncomfortable for him to do the natural flexing when using his hands.

"Those look bad," Lance said frankly as he watched Keith treat his wounds. "Do they hurt?"

"At first, but now the scabs just make it a bit uncomfortable to do basic things." Keith pulled out a small ointment bottle from the first-aid kit to rehydrate his wounds while also disinfecting them.

"So, you never really told me how the fight happened," Lance pointed out as he kicked his leg out behind him as if to test if the railing could hold his full bodyweight. "Like, I know some drunks go all hulk on people that do the tiniest thing to piss them off, but what exactly happened to get you involved." Lance thought about the situation a bit further, wanting to make sure all his questions would get answered. "I mean, with your ears and tail out, I'm surprised you even when to Rufus's, let alone got in a bar fight there."

"It's wasn't a bar fight," Keith interrupted, not wanting Lance to put words in his mouth. "I was there getting something to eat and ended up staying when Rufus announced last call upstairs. A guy wouldn't leave, so I stepped in to help and we roughed each other up."

"But what if something happened and your hood got pulled down?"

"I was wearing a hat and it stayed on the whole time." Keith finished doing what he needed to do and started to rewrap his hands so that scabs wouldn't get infected. "I can take care of myself Lance. I don't need a fulltime babysitter."

"Says the guy that literally ate out of my hand a few months ago!"

"I never ate out of your gross hands!"

"You're right, you just used me as a personal pillow," Lance shot back with a smug look on his face.

That one hit Keith pretty hard. Going that far to get a bit of comfort in the past was really embarrassing for him and his pride. He kicked his foot out from under him and pushed it again Lance's smug face. "You bring that up again, and you'll end up looking like me easily," Keith threatened as he continued to push against Lance's face.

Lance yelled out in protest, pushing back and trying to keep his grip on the railing. "Stop it! Your socks reek!"

"Says you! You know how bad you smell? I nearly barfed after you rolled down your window on the way here!"

The two continued to bicker, Keith trying to push Lance off the railing while Lance fought back by trying to swat Keith's foot away. During the struggle, Lance was able to get Keith's foot off his face, but he was now trying to climb up into the top bunk to give himself a better chance of fighting back.

"Hey guys, some of us are going to the lake, you want to-." Pidge stopped midsentence and midstride into the room when she found the two on the top bunk. Lance was over Keith, with his hands holding Keith's head. Both their faces a bright red as they stared at her. "To come along?"

"Ok," Lance squeaked out with a broken laugh. "We'll meet you there!"

Pidge stared at them more, looking more annoyed that she was surprised. "Ok," she said as she started to walk backwards out of the room. "Oh, one more thing," she started, grabbing the boys' attention. "If I hear you two doing it this weekend, I will make you regret it." She then left with a slight slam of the door.

Lance and Keith stayed frozen in place after she left, Keith from the sear fear of almost being caught with his ears out by the one person that genuinely scared him and Lance from the utter embarrassment he felt from Pidge's warning.

Keith then broke the silence as an annoying sting of pain started to spread on the sides of his head. "Do you think she noticed?"

Lance crashed back into control and looked down at Keith. He then quickly jumped off and backed up to the other end of the mattress. "Uh, no I don't think so! I think I covered them up before she could."

"Ok good," Keith said as he pushed himself up. He scratched at his ears to make the pain from them being touched go away. "I know this time was an emergency, but don't do that again."

"Ok!" Lance couldn't really look at Keith anymore after what Pidge said. It made the whole situation awkward for him now and he knew that she was telling everyone about what she saw, which made him feel even more embarrassed.

Keith resettled himself and frustratingly had to rewrap both his hand after their lighthearted scuffle. "What was Pidge talking about with her hearing us?" Keith couldn't really hear her threat with Lance covering his ears, but he figured that she threatened to make them regret not being quiet which really confused him. On their way to the room, Keith could hear that the girls were playing music in their room loud enough to come through the door. Even Lance heard it. So, if they can do that, why did him and Lance have to stay quiet?

"It was nothing, don't worry about it." Lance said in a rush, his embarrassment rising again from the situation. "You coming to the lake or not?" He hurried over to the ladder of the bunk bed and practically jumped down so he could get his shoes.

"Uh, yeah. I just need to finish this first."

"Ok then!" Lance jumped up from hitting the floor and instantly went to grab his shoes. "If the others are already gone I'll wait for you on the porch." And then he was out, closing the door behind him.

"Ok?" Keith said quietly to himself. Just when he felt a little normal, now he was back in a situation where his confusion made him feel like an outsider.

Even though the weekend was going to be physically short, he felt as if it was going to last a lifetime now with what little he knew of what was going on.

A/N: Hey y'all! Sorry for the wait... Life and procrastination are problems of mine... ANYWAY! Here's the beginning of the anticipated camping trip! Now I'm just not leaving this here to apologize for my lack of regularity, I'm also writing to stay that I won't be able to update for the rest of the month. Why? Because it's JuLANCE that's why! And with that I've found some month long challenge prompts made for it and picked out my favorite prompts and will be working on a ton of Lance focused drabbles for the rest of the month. Now, I'll try my hardest to keep it all about Lance, but if you follow my main Tumblr blog, you know that my Klance will most likely start to show... ANYWAY! I won't be posting them on here till the end of the month, but I will post them as I complete them on my Tumblr (kal-i-ka-stories) and DeviantArt (kal-i-ka). If you're interested in reading them, feel free to drop by! Even though I haven't started them yet... BUT THE MONTH IS STILL YOUNG! If you want to drop me a prompt on either here or on my tumblr, feel free because I'm still stumped on what to do for some of the prompts and would gladly scrap them for something better! Anyway, HAPPY JULANCE EVERYONE! I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A WONDERFUL TIME DURING THIS BLESSED MONTH! *kisses*