Call Out My Name // a klance fanfic (SMUT)

The Evening Twilight

Lance and the rest of team voltron came back from after a beating from the galra fleets that they had came across. Though the team was banged up and hurt as well as their lions, they kept their upbeat attitudes and began their healing processes as a team. All of them except for Keith, who had been gone for almost a month, but felt like a entire lifetime for Lance. Each teammate felt affected by the sudden disappearance of the red paladin, each coping in a good way. Lance, the blue paladin was the only one who had seemed to be set on the past, his daydreams only filled with the red paladin. But, he knew his place, just the comedy relief, so he swaggered through with his role and kept the others cheerful and was met with only slightly serenity.

Soon after they all returned to the ship, the princess had walked with the blue paladin throughout the halls of the palace, the altean going on and on about her aspirations and Lance smiled at them and listened silently. "I think they're all wonderful Allura," Lance had hummed with his cocky smile which made the alien giggle and tighten her grip on his arm as they continued to walk. They eventually reached Lance' chamber and they both turned to one another to say their goodnights, the man's face falling slightly. "You're quiet Lance. Is everything alright?" Allura asked worryingly before Lance shook his head and let his smile return. "Of course not princess, I'm just thinkin' about how many times I would have had to save Keith in today's fight." He snickered at the thought before turning his head. Allura looked at the blue paladin with a softer version of a frown on her beautiful face."Lance, Keith is a fool with no respect for the team. That's why he left so suddenly to join with his kind. That's why he left you," The pink paladins voice was a whisper as her brown skinned hand placed itself on the blue paladins jawline, making his melting face look at hers, "I would never leave you Lance." Her voice rang out in his ears before he cleared his throat, which made the two look away and cough awkwardly. Allura let her eyelids close as Lance wished the princess a good sleep, Allura wishing him the same thing before he disappeared in his room.

Lance slid against his door, wishing he had Keith by his side to help him decide with what path he needed to take. Keith always knew what to do, what to say, Keith had guidance that Lance was happy to follow. He didn't know if he should have choice the smoothest coarse, taking the slender and delicate hand of the kind leader that was Allura, someone who Lance admired for her bravery and courage: someone who he wanted to be. Or, the rocky rode of the warm and coarse hand of Keith, someone who left him alone and told Lance he would never be his. Through the pain of his mind and heart arguing over having a say in the choice, he absentmindedly left his chamber and walked slowly towards the hall of the red paladin, the blue lights of the castle dimmed due to everyone sleeping. With the red bayard in his grip, he took a deep breath and entered the room, his eyes widening as he looked face to face with Keith, the purple and black hue of his suit glowing in the dim light. "Hey. Lance."