Keith looked up shakily to see himself again from all that time ago, he still look the same, a careless monster "You've done it before haven't you? just do it again." his own voice sounded dead "Why are you here.." he asked himself "To put you back on the right track." No. This wasn't right, if he did this it would only end in chaos but also...it would make Lance love him, the one thing he has ever wanted in life was for that to always happen no matter what so for a minute he sat there contemplating it which caused his past to laugh at him slightly "You have lost, again, just give up to me, you know i can bring us happiness. You know exactly what I'm capable of whether you want it to happen or not."
Was he always this forceful and cold? he couldn't even remember but it didn't matter because if this is how he gets what he wants then it just has to happen so he sighed, looked up at the figure in front of him then said "Fine." to which it smirked in reply "Good." before disappearing like a hallucination.
Keith sat under the willow tree for hours before returning home, walking straight to the couch where Lance still was, sitting on a little free space to card through the brunette curls "Hii Hunnyy." Keith didn't get a response but he didn't expect one anyway's "So about that wedding. We're having it." "But i said I didn't want to have o-". Lance didn't get to finish his sentence, being interrupted with a kiss that he scrambled away from afterwards "Keith what the hell!?" "Hm? i'm not allowed to kiss you now?" His head tilted as he said that.
"You are but you can't just shut me up with a kiss like that! and can't you respect my choices?" Keith hissed slightly in response "And can't you just do what i want for once! its always been me doing what you want for years." that shut his fiancé up but he looked at Keith with wide eyes of fear, frustration and sadness. A second later though the older man held Lance, setting him on his lap with a content exhale, Keith nuzzling his face into a tanned neck, even placing a kiss to the butterfly tattoo on the back of his nape - "I love you so much dear..you're so beautiful.." still there was a silence.
"Don't you agree? how perfect you are." Silence again. "Answer me." Keith's hands travelled down to the others waist that felt really bony and small, Lance even flinched whilst making a whine of pain before tears flooded out of his eyes again "No i don't agree with you! because I'm not perfect, i'm not beautiful or any of those damn things!. Keith i am so ugly, I'm a literal bag of bones now, i-i'm in so much pain!" Lance moved Keith's hands from him to remove his shirt, showing him the dark bruises on his skin, the bones clear through his flesh.
"You should j-just leave me already! because i'm not pretty anymore, I'm not feminine, do you not see that? if you do then you would be better off without me.." He was breaking down, crying onto the couch and into his hands causing his eyes to become even puffier than before - Keith would be better with someone actually healthy, someone actually willing to do things with him, someone who wasn't Lance but the raven didn't see it that way, he held Lance's face with a sigh "But there isn't anyone else like you." "Sure there is!..maybe even better people than me."
"But what if you're the right one for me. There isn't anyone else who would stay with me after all i've done..they wouldn't have a personality or looks identical to your's or a better one. I love you so much no matter how you are also how you look was just a bonus..you personality, your mind and thoughts is what i've always been after." Keith's voice had returned to a normal pitch, a soft and nurturing one but only took a second to return to something slightly crazed "i've always wanted to get in your head..to be the only thing you think of, i know you like it so why would i want to leave? when i have someone who loves me and you have someone who feels the same. You aren't getting rid of me. Ever. You hear me?"
There was a part of Lance that was screaming to tell Keith to just go away, leave him behind, but there was another that clung to this man, was dragged back to him no matter what, thats what he liked, ever since his ex all he has wanted is to be loved so why would he throw that away? Keith was a drug that Lance could never get tired of, would happily accept the overdose , pain and death if it meant staying with him.
He cried until no more tears fell out, having no choice but to speak with a strained voice as well as a sniffle "I-its another reason i don't wanna have the wedding. It won't look good with me like this." "We're still gonna have it. Our friends will still love you - after all isn't Pidge helping you with the dress? i'm sure they'll help you with any complications and most of all IM still gonna love you. You know i will."
Finally Lance collapsed into his fiancé's arms with a strong headache and a soft heartbeat in Keith's chest to lull him into sleep, something he hadn't got in ages. Keith smiled to himself looking at him, he didn't look as tense and also, this was confirmation that Lance loved him, confirmation he didn't lie about it for a second, he himself was exhausted with everything that has happened so leaned his head back on the couch's arm , closing his eyes then letting himself drift off. A lot of feelings were unleashed that day but it was worth it. Wasn't it?
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RomancePART 2 TO MY YANDERE KLANCE FIC WOOOO. Its been 4 years since highschool. Keith and Lance have moved far away and are now in college together, there is no need to kill here and it's fresh that they've escaped it for so long. But just like every b...