Prompts: Team as a Family/Multiple Whumpees/"Death will do us part"
Keith couldn't help but laugh in relief. He really didn't expect to survive that.
The blast had blown him off his feet and flung him yards before he slammed into a rock wall yards away. The impact had stunned him. If it weren't for his paladin armor encasing him, the force might have crushed him to death. Despite seeing stars, he took a moment to assess himself. It felt like he had been hit by a truck, but he would live. He wasn't so sure about his team though.
"Anybody die?"
He was met with a chorus of groans.
"Role call," he announced. "Kogane, broken ribs, possible internal bleeding, definite bruising."
"McClain, three broken fingers, broken ankle, dislocated shoulder," Lance recounted, his voice tight and a lot closer than Keith expected. About three yards away the Red Paladin lay face-down. Must have fallen from his vantage point.
"Holt, fractured wrist, broken nose, facial abrasions, possible concussion," they were laid out flat on their back, holding their wrist to their chest.
"Garret, pain in the ass."
"Pfft," Lance failed to suppress a laugh.
"What? I fell on my butt?"
"That's it!?" Pidge shrieked, lifting their face full of broken glass to shoot him a glare.
"That's long-range weapons for you," Hunk bragged.
"Focus team. Shiro?"
"Shirogane, I died years ago."
Well, if he was joking he was probably fine. Probably.
Bombs were going off in the distance. The fighting was still going on. But they had blasted a hole in the main gate. With the freedom fighters and the Blades of Marmora storming the entrance, the battle was as good as won. They'd done enough.
Good thing too. The last thing Keith wanted to do was move. "Let's take five, yeah?"
Everyone voiced their agreement.
It had been close. They would need patching up. But they would live. His family would live. And that meant they got to stay together. Because at this point, death was the only thing that could separate them.
