klance fluff

Warning - angst

Keith's pov
First person view

It has been a week of this constant vomiting, tiredness and random food cravings. I hate this, ever since that stupid 'gift' the witch gave me my body hasn't been the same. I am back in my original body and I feel so much more at ease like this but this sickness is slowing, not only myself,  but the team down. I haven't told anyone yet and I don't plan on anyone ever knowing. As I vomit again in the toilet Lance walks in and freezes like the green traffic light man who tells pedestrians to cross the road. He stares at me for awhile.

"I'm perfectly fine, thank you for asking Lance, how thoughtful of you," I say with a noticeable, irritated tone.

"I'm sorry for not asking sooner it is just a rare thing to see Keith Kogane sick and willing to show it, so I'm simply taking in the veiw," he says in his smart ass tone that I hate so much but love so much at the same time.

"Whatever," I say with a bitter tone and instantly regret it, crawly back to my bed.

I watch as his face drops before he walks into the bathroom and flushes the toilet, closing the door behind him. A strong feeling of guilt hit me as soon as I hear the door hit the door frame, closing completely. I hear water run a few seconds after and I begin to cry, my tears become heavy and start to flow like the shower my partner was currently in. My sight becomes blurry and I start sobbing.

After a few minutes the shower stops but my tears haven't. I hear the door open but don't dare to turn around, I stay cradling the pillow while my tears flow. I can hear his footsteps approach me and I start to shake from my sobs, I can tell he panicked but he doesn't say a word. I feel his eyes on me but he doesn't dare to come closer, that hurts, in moments like this we would cuddle untill I fall asleep or calm down.

His steps lead to the closet as he gets changed into clean clothes. I turn to look at him and we make eye contact and the only words that leave his mouth are,

"If you need me, I'll be in the training room," He says as I feel my heart sink "I love you Keith."

He's training...
He used my given name...
He never uses my given name...
I fucked up bad.

Why do I always do this? I hate myself.

I think to myself as I sink into my mattress letting my tears flow again. I hadn't even noticed I had stopped crying.

Sorry this was WAY overdue but I hope you enjoyed, can anyone guess what is wrong with Keith? Let me know and sorry, not sorry for the angst.

Word count: 492 words.