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Hold on for me (Klance)

TW:SVICIDE

The first time he got left, it was his own mother. Keith was young and barely had any memory of her but that stung. Her leaving had its repercussions, his father was more distant, more broken, more..... Haunted.

Keith told himself that it was okay, that his father loved him too, that he would stay. But the sadness weighed his father down.

-X-

Keith was eight when he found his father hanging from the rafters.

-X-

He moved on, the service had been...lonely. No one had bothered to show up, it had been just a pale little boy standing and staring as the body was buried.

But he didn't care, he spent a few years on the streets. He met a boy, Jason. Jason was everything Keith wasn't, he was bright, confident, loyal, beautiful.

They kept each other warm on cold nights, holding each other tight. Because no one else had bothered to. They stole, they lied and they survived . He remembered promising Jason that one day when they were rich and famous, he would never lie, he would never steal, he would be a perfect little angel.

Keith was ten years old when his best friend was taken away from him. Car accident, it had been quick. He swore that he saw Jason smile as his body was lowered into the ground.

-X-

He was hauled away to an orphanage, he still remembers his shrieks and cries, He remembers the sharp cane across his face. He remembers the broken arm, he remembers the tears, he remembers everything.

Finally he was adopted, they seemed nice, they seemed sweet. Joseph and Katherine Green, they already had a pair of twins; Chastity and Mark. They were perfect. He remembers the welcome party they threw for him. He remembers thinking that he was finally home.Oh how wrong he'd been. Forever the spare it seemed, there wasn't enough space and he wasn't a good fit.

-X-

They sent him back after two months.

-X-

When he met Shiro, he thought his luck had finally, finally changed. But it all fell apart. Shiro left, Adam couldn't take it. He closed himself off, rarely interacting with anyone. Except Keith, for once someone cared about him, someone permanent, someone who wouldn't couldn't leave.

Then Shiro crashed right back into the atmosphere and of course he went after him. He'd been the first to accept him, with all his imperfections and sharp edges. He'd cared and Keith would fight for him.

He remembers telling Adam that he'd be back in a minute. He remembers Adam's expression.

"No you won't"

-X-

The blast was meant for him, not for lance. But he wasn't the one bleeding out of his chest,eyes glazed over and a stupid smirk on his face.

"I'll be fine Mullet.Just need a second." Lance's voice was slow, sluggish and tired, he slurred over his words and it didn't feel like his Lance. "Idiot." His eyes burned, and his heart wanted to burst, he wasn't supposed to leave. He tried to stop the bleeding, but there was so much of it, everything felt like it was falling apart.

"Hey, I'm not going to leave. We'll be fine, just gotta wait for backup" The blue paladin's voice took on a more serious tone, he wasn't going to die. Keith wasn't going to let him.

He slid his arms under Lance's knees and the other under his back and started walking. He tried to fight back a sob when the boy's head curled into his chest. If he was fully in control of his body, Lance would have fought, would have tried to keep his head upright but he was tired, it meant that he was dying.

"Stay with me." The voice that came out of his throat didn't sound like him. "I'm here" Lance struggled to keep his eyes and Keith started to panic. Keith never panicked, but seeing the love of his life spitting up blood was unnerving to say the least.

"Lance, can you- can you still call blue to you?" He tried to force some confidence into his voice, he knew red would probably not respond, she was temperamental.

"I don't know, I'm sorry I know I said I'd stay but I don't think I-" Lance coughed, "You're not going to die Lance,You're not." He wasn't sure if he was reassuring himself or his boyfriend.

"Look at me mi amor."The tired note in the other's voice is what made him look down. Before Lance could say a thing, red roared and landed in front of them.

"Thanks red"he gave her a small smile and ran in. He lay Lance down on the makeshift bed at the back of the ship and looked around for the first aid box. All he could see were clothes and personal belongings. "Under the books." The injured boy raised a shaky hand, pointing to the pile of books in the corner.

Keith put the books away and grabbed the fiery red kit. He raced to the other's side, and gently took off his chestplate. His breath caught as he stared at the wound, It wasn't as big as he'd thought, just a deep cut under the ribcage.

He almost cried with relief.Almost.

He peeled away the tattered undershirt, and winced when Lance closed his eyes. "This is gonna sting okay?" He whispered and extracted disinfectant from the first aid kit. All the Latino could do was nod.

He quickly cleaned up the wound and grabbed the spool of thread and needle, hidden away in the back of the box. He stitched him up, and bandaged the area, that would do, for now. When they got back to the castle, he'd have to spend a few quintants in the healing pod.

"You're not allowed to do that to me ever again, got it Mclain?"
"Lance?"

"LANCE! Answer me please. Please...."

-X-