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pick me up when I feel down (and I'll do the same for you)

Warning: self doubts, loneliness

The dim blue lights on the wall guided the hallways as Keith walked through them to wear himself down hopefully enough so he could sleep. As he continued down his mindless walk he noticed some light seeping through the small crack of the doorway. Curiosity and a tiredness over took his instinct of caution as walked through them to spot Lance sitting on the floor facing the giant globe that looked like earth.

Light steps walked silently towards lance and nudged him lightly with his foot. Lance jumped and turned around and rose ready to fight whoever touched him just to stop at the sight of Keith and relaxed. Keith's brow rose in a 'seriously' facial expression before sitting down next to where lance was. "What are you doing this late?" Lance asked still standing up, Keith shrugged, " I should be asking you that question, aren't you the same person who complains about not getting enough 'beauty sleep'?'" He said, tired but awake enough to sass him. Lance huffed and sat back down next to Keith crossing his arms, "I asked you first." Lance pouted, "And I ask you second." Keith shot back. Lance rolled his eyes and looked at the globe. "Just... homesick, is all... what about you?" Keith caught something in his tone but decided to hold back for now. "Couldn't sleep." He simply said, Lance glanced at him then returned his focus to earth.

"Hey Keith?" Lance quietly called, Keith hummed back in response. "What am I? To Voltron, I mean." He asked, looking down at his feet. Keith glanced at him and looked away. "You're Lance McLain, sharpshooter, goofball, right hand man of Voltron, pilot of the red lion, former blue paladin, the glue of Voltron,-" Keith continued listing on, lifting a finger for everything he added on.

Lance blushed as Keith's list continued and quickly clamped a hand over his mouth and stopped his counting with the other. "That's enough." He said, avoiding eye contact. Keith looked at him blankly. "You asked." He simply said when lance removed his hand from his mouth. Lance looked at him flustered, "yeah but I didn't expect you to pull a whole list out of your ass!" He exclaimed. Keith shrugged.

They sat in silence for a few seconds before Lance hesitantly asked, "do you really mean what you said?" Keith nodded.

Lance fiddled with his fingers, a nervous habit he picked up growing up, looking uncertain. Keith noticed and lightly sighed. "Lance, you are Voltron's sharpshooter, no one else has as good a aim as you do, being a goofball isn't a bad thing either. You're able to cheer up everyone else whenever they're stressed or having a bad time. You possess an ability no one else in the team has, not even Shiro has it, and that's uniting people together. There's no one else I would trust with Voltron in my absence but you...and Shiro." Keith said, adding the last part in as more of a joke. He turned to look at Lance and jerked slightly at the sight of Lance with tears streaming down his face.

Lance embraced Keith who was caught completely off guard and flinched but relaxed and hugged back, awkwardly patting him in the back.

Lance quickly pulled away after a few minutes of crying and sniffed, rubbing the snot and tears away with his sleeve and fiddled with his fingers.

A few moments of silence later between the two and the awkward tension starts again. "How about you?" Lance ask, Keith looks at him, confused. "What are you to Voltron?" Keith looks a little shocked about the question and takes a moment to think about before answering. "I'm Keith, paladin of the Black lion, former paladin of the red lion, and..." Keith stopped. Lance looked at him, waiting for him to continue. "And a supposed leader-?" Keith said, a question in what he said which caused a lump in Lance's throat but let him continue. "The lone wolf, emo, galra, dropou-" Lance covered Keith's mouth to stop him, feeling tears gather in his eyes.

Lance gathered up enough stability in his throat in hopes that it wouldn't crack before looking Keith in the eye. "Do, is that what you think you are to Voltron?" He asked. Keith searched his face, a semi conflicted look on his face before shrugging and looking down. "I don't know, it's what you guys call me..." he said.

Lance was about to protest before flashes of his memory came back hurling at him with what Keith said.

'It's time 10' 'whatever dropout.'

'Mister lonewolf.'

'I'm Keith and I'm so emo!'

'Galra Keith.'

Lance bit his tongue to stop himself from opening his mouth, a sour taste layed itself there.

"How about we come up with some new ones, yeah?" Lance said, Keith looked at him and nodded lightly. "You are Keith Kogane, paladin of the Black lion, former paladin of the red lion, The greatest leader of Voltron," Keith laughed a little , "I wouldn't say greatest." Lance bumped him lightly on the shoulder, "The greatest, no take backs. Voltron's fantastic samurai, a blade of marmora, Voltron's emo half galra who we all love and appreciate," Keith blushed. "Now repeat after me!" Keith grumbled looking away from Lance, "come on mullet, repeat after me!" Keith sighed, defeated.

"I am Keith Kogane, paladin of the Black lion, former paladin of the red lion, the... greatest...?" Keith hesitated to say the rest, "the greatest leader of Voltron," lance encouraged him, "the greatest leader of Voltron," "Voltron's fantastic samurai." Keith blushed, " I am not saying the rest." "Say the rest Keith! Voltron's fantastic samurai" "... Voltron's fantastic samurai..." Keith grumbled, "there we go!" Lance cheered.

"A blade of marmora, voltron's..." "Voltron's emo half galra who we all love and appreciate." Lance finished him and nudged him to complete it as well. "Voltron's emo half galra who we all, love and... appreciate." Keith finally said, Lance nodded. "Never doubt yourself Keith, you help us out when we feel down, so we'll do the same to you, remember that ok?" Lance said with the most serious look on his face, Keith looked at him from the corner of his eye and nodded. Lance smiled and held out his hand, "now let's get some sleep yeah? I'm pretty sure Allura is going to make us train tomorrow and I do not want to wake up feeling like shît." Lance said, Keith huffed and took his hand, Lance helping up get up and they both walked to their sleeping quarters.

They arrived at Lance's first and Keith walked away with a small wave, lance was about to go in before he remembered something, "Keith!" Keith turned around, "goodnight." Lance said, he couldn't remember the last time he said that to Keith of all people but it felt appropriate at the moment. Keith shook his head and turned back and walked back to his room "goodnight lance, now go to bed." Lance smiled, satisfied and went to bed with a warm feeling in his chest.