/A few head-cannons from Dirty Laundry were put into this story just because. Also it's a great story go read it, not mine/
/Also Spanish in this chapter/
That night Keith came back to Lances room, knocking before coming in. Lance looked over from the bed as he stripped himself of his jacket and shirt. "What are you doing?" Keith asked. "Coran said we'd be flying by a planets sun, well, three suns. And that it'll be really hot for a few days. So I'm just being prepared." Keith shrugged and took his shirt off too.
"Hijo de puta madre-!" Lance cursed under his breath as he tripped over his jacket he'd already forgotten about being on the floor since he was a little busy watching Keith strip. "What..?" Keith said looking confused as ever, "Qué? No lo-" Lance paused ran a hand though his hair, "Uh, sorry- Sometimes I slip up.. English isn't my first language so when I get frustrated sometimes it comes out." Keith laughed a little, "Can I ask what you said?"
"You can, but don't."
"Fair enough I wont push it." He went and sat on the bed, "So uh.." He couldn't think of what would make it less awkward. "Where'd you get that scar..? The one on your stomach?" Lance sat next to Keith glancing at the faded line. "My brother tried to drink himself to death, his liver failed.. So I gave him part of mine since its the only organ that can grow back apparently..." Keith didn't know what to say, "Lance I'm.. Fuck I'm sorry."
"It's ok now, Danny has a beautiful wife and him and Rachel have a cute little baby girl named Isabella.." They were both silent for a little after that, Lance really missed his family..
Keith needed something to break the silence. "So, do you sleep on the inside or outside of the bed?" Lance looked up at him, "Outside normally, it's easier to get up to use the bathroom at night and not wake anyone up.. I mean, I used to have to sleep in the same bed as my siblings so that's where I slept." Keith nodded, "What about you?" Lance asked. "Oh, I like the inside.. I just feel safer with my back to the wall y'know" Lance nodded. "Well at least that's settled haha." They both laid back and the lights dimmed. "So I have a question.." Lance said quietly.
"What is it?"
"If your mom left and if your dad passed, what happened to you between then and now?"
Keith took a breath as he tried to come up with a story, or at least a less depressing version. "Well.. I was a foster kid since I was maybe 12, I was going from home to home all the time. I was normally abused to the point I ran away and it started all over again. I joined the Garrison around 17 maybe so I could just live there instead. I was back and forth between there and that shack we all first came to when he found the blue lion." Lance rolled on his side looking at Keith, though the lights made it hard he could only make out the outlines of Keith's face. "Oh, hmm.."
"Hey Lance?"
"Yes Keith..?" He said with a yawn, his eyes already closed as he tried not to cling to Keith despite really wanting to.
"If you could give up the whole Voltron job, if you could go home.. Would you?"
Lance didn't answer, he was already asleep. Keith wrapped an arm around Lance, pulling his face into Lances chest and closing his eyes, they both needed sleep.
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Klance Truth Fruit 2023 REVISED UPDATE
FanfictionTW: Self-harm/Abuse mention/Suicide mention Lance eats a new space fruit that makes it impossible for him to lie, as well as blurt of things he hasn't told anyone. Also gay stuff and a story line ^^ Thanks for over 200k on the og !!