To the Rescue (Klance voltron fanfic)

Keith's Absence

Lance pov

Keith just left. I know I shouldn't be so sad about him leaving, I mean, we're barely friends. He had only been gone like two months but it had already felt like forever. I admit, I have a crush on him...but I doubt he likes me back. Anyway, since he's been gone I've been having a nagging feeling that something terrible would happen. I tried to ignore it but it kept coming back. It filled my mind as I walked down to the training deck.

"Lance training? That's new." Shiro said, coming up behind me. I knew he was just joking around but it still kinda hurt.

"Yeah, figured I would. I seem to have more free time now." I replied, smiling as realistically as I could.

"It's probably since Keith's not here for you to bicker with." He said, chuckling. I laughed weakly.

"See ya Shiro." I said leaving. I walked briskly to the training deck. I activated the training sequence and started training with the bots. I decided to work on both my shooting and sword skills. I need to be useful somehow. I kept attacking the bots and fighting until I was sweating a bunch.

"Lance you've been in here for 2 hours." Hunk said, coming into the room. My eyes went wide.

"I have?" I asked, I walked over to where my towel and water was and sat on the ledge. I wiped the sweat off my face and took a drink of water.

"Yeah dude. You feeling ok?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm fine. I guess my stamina has gotten better." I replied. I stood.

"I'm probably going to check in, I'm tired after that." I said. He nodded and followed me out of the room.

"Wait what about dinner?" He asked. I froze, for a second.

"Im not very hungry, I'll eat extra in the morning." I said. I quickly walked away before he could question it. I went into my room and sat on my bed. I was in truth, tired. But I sure as hell didn't want to sleep. I had been having nightmares recently. I grabbed some clothes and went to my bathroom. I didn't want to go to sleep covered in sweat. So I turned the water on to a good temperature and stepped in. As I was washing my hair Keith popped into my head again. I really wanted to see him again. Ugh I'm being clingy and weird again. I quickly finished and got dressed. I passed on my bedtime routine but paused. It had been almost two weeks since I had done it. Keith would never like me if I had ugly gross skin. I sighed and decided to do it. I did it quickly, ending with a face mask. I walked sluggishly to my bed and flipped down. I laid on my side. I need to stop thinking about Keith. It's unrequited. He doesn't like you back. Stop thinking about him. As mush as I tried, I couldn't. I couldn't stop finding him handsome, I couldn't stop thinking about his smile, his laugh. I so badly wanted to. But I couldn't. Maybe it's because I knew in the back of my mind I didn't really want to. I did honestly like him. I finally drifted off to sleep, only to be confronted by the same awful nightmare.