The story how Birdflash met Voltron (Klance and obviously birdflash rewrite)

Chapter 13 part 2 (Rewritten)

They ended up at a place that looked like a living room and by now the other had carried him on his back. A thing he was grateful for as he was not liking being carried on the shoulder. It made him dizzy. Slowly he was put on the couch and instantly relaxed and looked up at the second oldest brother with a thankful look.

"Alright Dickie, now that we're alone; talk." The tone was something familiar Jason had used but with him being in his other mindset he was feeling like the other man was mad at him. His body tremored and his lips quivered.

"You're being a meanie..." He grumbled out giving the other a glare.

Jason blinked and stared at him, obviously not expecting this reaction. His brother had none of this and narrowed his eyes.

"Richard John Grayson I am not a meanie." The tone was sharp and it was also not helping the glare that was given back.

He swallowed feeling like he messed up now entirely. Now for sure Jason would not like him anymore. The thought of the other hating him made the tears slowly build up and soon he was breaking down with big tears rolling down.

"What the fuck did you do, asshat?" The tone of Dami was not helping because even when he had not all memories he knew that this could lead to arguments.

Arguments he wasn't wanting to and making him cry harder now. Hiccups went out and he felt it difficult to breathe. Richard was occupied so that he had not realized that by now someone was rushing over him. That was until he felt someone hugging him and making him latch onto the person, out in distress. Because someone who would hug him for sure would for sure not going to hurt him. Or that was in his childish mindset.

"Hey, D what did the idiot do to upset you?" It was now that he realized it was Timbers and his eyes sniffed.

"Being a meanie, he-he hic he sounded mad, an-and was really not sounding nice." He was saying this between his sobs and barely could answer with how hysteric he was.

"Okay, how about you calm down Dickie?" Timbo soothed by rubbing soothing circles on his back.

But how could he calm down when feeling like Jay was hating him now? The insecurity was not letting him calm down. It also was not helping that the two by now were full-on an argument. Leading him to bury his face into the other's face trying to block everything off.

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His consciousness slowly woke up as snuggling into the arms of whoever it was. But soon his memory caught up on him and he knew that he would have to explain this. A shudder went through his body at the thought of them rejecting him. But he also felt thankful that Timbo had tried to help him out.

His eyes slowly opened and taking a bit for his sight to adjust but when it was done he saw that he was in a bed and hugging someone. Who it was made him flush deeply as realizing that he was still clinging onto Timbo. The male raised his eyebrow in a questioning manner and he could feel the heat raising even more.

"You back from whatever this was?" The tone was with concern and making this not better. At least he knew that he cared for him which made his lips slightly twitch up in a shy small smile.

"Kinda, sorry about this." He mumbled timidly and felt nervous now, as he wasn't really sure what their reaction would be.

"It's fine. We fast figured out what was going on." The voice of Jason made him wince and want to hide instantly.

"Yup, for once I agree and we apologize for causing you any distress." It was soon added by Timbo and to expect. The other two were not often apologizing or at least that was what he could remember from the memories he had.

"Alright, that's enough talking." The voice of his Dad made his cheeks heat up more. "We need to head to the depriving."

He knew that his Dad was not really liking this but he knew he had to come. So he let out a sigh as slipping out of the warmth. His gaze went over to his Dad and tilted his head.

"I am guessing that the Paladins will be there?" His voice was neutral but he also knew that later on there would be a talk about his breakdown. But for now, there was nothing that could be done with how this seemed to be important.