Klance oneshots

💀Ghost💀

T/W: suicide

Keith stood on his apartment balcony, he was feeling hopeless.

There was no other solution, it was the only one.
His life was shit, full of trauma and pain. And he couldn't ask for help.

"I'm not your therapist" Shiro would say.
"It's not my problem, I'm busy right now" Pidge would reply.
"Seek help!" Hunk would tell him.
"Just be more positive" Allura would say.
"It'll pass" Coran would advise.

And Lance... he'd just tell him it's not his problem, like he did last time.
And the thing is he's right! It's not his problem.

That's why Keith was standing there, hot tears rolling down his cheeks. He was gonna end it all.

The truth is, Keith didn't necessarily want to die, he just couldn't handle it anymore.

The wind was blowing through his hair as he finally let go of the railing. He didn't scream, he just closed his eyes and let himself fall. He felt calm.

-

Keith opened his eyes, his vision was blurry and he felt an odd pain. He was on the ground, tons of people were around him, either staring or shaking him awake.

He sat up and rubbed his head, a ringing was going through his ears. He got up and realized everyone stayed on the ground. He looked around and saw himself laying on the ground, unconscious, surrounded by blood.

That's when he realized, he was dead.
He rushed to the door of his apartment and tried to pull the door only to realize his hand passed right through it. He rolled his eyes and walked right through the door.

There were tons of people he had never seen before, mostly dressed In very aged attire. They were also ghosts.

"Oh hi sweetie! You must be so confused" an old lady told him, she placed her gentle hand on his shoulder and smiled at him.
"I'm Jolly, I passed away in my room in 1997" the lady announced.
"How did you die, sweetheart?" She asked, Keith looked down.
"Suicide.." he said quietly, the lady sighed she hugged Keith tightly and kissed his forehead.

"Well here you keep the emotion you died with, for example, I died peacefully in my sleep so I'll always feel peaceful." She started, the lady pointed towards a scared looking little girl "Or here, little Julia, she died because of a robbery gone wrong, she'll always feels scared" she said, Keith realized he wasn't feeling sad or angry, he felt relaxed and content.

He smiled at Jolly and and waved her goodbye before heading to his apartment. He heard sirens coming from outside and lots of people talking.

He sat on the couch for a while until he heard the door opening and closing. He walked towards the kitchen to see who it was.

Lance was standing there, he looked like he'd just seen a ghost (pun intended). Keith walked towards Lance and tried to put his hand on his shoulder only for it to go right through Lance. Lance shivered and walked to the balcony.

Keith followed him and sat on the balcony next to where Lance was standing.
"I'm sorry Keith... I'm so sorry I wasn't there. And I'm sorry I told you to leave me alone and I'm sorry I couldn't stop you" Lance whispered, Keith wanted to cry but he just couldn't.

"If you're hearing this..." he started, "ugh this is stupid" he muttered to himself.

"No! No it's not, I'm here, I can hear you" Keith yelled, he got up and stood next to Lance.
"If you're hearing this.. I wanna tell you I'm sorry again, I should've been there and I should've helped you get better. And I'm sorry I got so angry" Lance continued.
"I don't want you to think I didn't love you, cause I did and I feel horrible knowing I probably pushed you to do this" he said.

"That fight was stupid, I was your boyfriend and I was supposed to support you and make you happy. Maybe I didn't cuddle you enough.." Lance chuckled, he looked down at some random people cleaning the concrete.
"You shouldn't have done it... you should've talked to me" Lance cried, he wiped his tears with his shirt sleeve.

"I'm sorry Lance-" Lance walked away.

-

Keith opened his eyes after imagining what his world would be like without Lance. He got back on the balcony and stepped inside. He sat on the couch and waited hours for Lance to come back from work.

As soon as Keith heard the keys jingles from the other side of the door he got up and rushed towards his boyfriend.

Lance immediately noticed the dried tears on his boyfriend's cheeks and pulled him close.
"What happened?" Lance asked, Keith looked down and hid his face in Lance's chest.

"I was gonna end it, Lance" Keith whispered, his tears were soaking Lance's sweatshirt.
"What?" He asked in disbelief.
Keith looked up to his boyfriend with his glossy eyes and repeated himself.

"I was gonna kill myself, today" he said loud and clear, Lance pulled him to the living room and sat on the couch.

"Why?" He asked, Keith cuddled close to Lance and buried his nose in his boyfriend's chest.
"I don't know... I thought if I talked to you about it again you'd do the same thing than last time" Keith confessed, Lance's eyebrows furrowed and he kissed Keith's head.

"Baby, kitten, Keith, love of my life, last time was a mistake, I was drunk from the party and I didn't mean what I said," he started, "I love you Keith and that night I wasn't a good person"

"But what about the next times you'll drink alcohol huh? Are you gonna become violent? Are you gonna beat me?" Keith asked with hurt in his eyes, a tear of two rolled down Lance's cheeks.

"No, no no, never! I'm gonna stay away from alcohol because I don't wanna hurt you and I don't want something like that to ever happen again" Lance said, Keith smiled softly.