I Promise You

"...Or Else The Red Paladin Dies."

Keith smiled at Lance, punching his shoulder lightly. "I'm not pretty." He blushed and used his fingers to comb through his hair. The ravenette pushed some of his hair behind his ears and looked over at the ocean again. The sunlight made his eyes glisten, glowing a deep purplish color. "Do you think I should cut it?" He pursed up his lip.

Lance shook his head rapidly. "No! It looks fine the way it is, and I love it. I love you. Don't change it." He pressed another kiss to Keith's lips before looking out at the sun. He squinted when he saw something in the distance, and leaned forward a bit. "Keith, is it just me, or does that look a lot like a Galra ship!?" His eyes widened.

Keith was smiling before Lance mentioned a Garla ship. He furrowed his eyebrows, looking at the strange ship flying towards them. He didn't even know what to say. He was speechless. He then realized something. "The lions. We left the lions behind back there! We have to get to them before they beat us to it!" Keith grasped Lance's hand, running around the people that were just standing around and watching the ship.

Lance ran close to Keith's side, grasping his hand for dear life. He glanced back at his house as they passed it, hoping that Zarkon would leave these innocent people alone. Which he knew was a thing that would never come true. Once they got to their lions, Lance jumped into his, letting go of Keith's hand. The fear of never being able to hold that hand again hit him hard and he stood there in the cockpit for a second before shaking it off and getting suited up.

Keith hopped into his lion and changed into his armor as quickly as he possibly could. His face appeared on Lance's screen while he was in the middle of slipping on his helmet. "Stay in your lion. Don't come out unless I say so." And with that, the red paladin exited his lion. He activated his Bayard as guards were let down from the ship. Keith defended any bystanders and made them run away, hiding a few people. A little girl near the ocean just stared at the guards approaching her. Keith's Breathing hitched as he saw the amount of guards coming for them. He ran to the little girl, picking her up with ease and taking a hit from a laser gun to his back. Keith winced, making her run off once he got far enough.

Lance watched in horror as he fought the urge to run out of his lion and grab Keith. "Keith! Get back in your lion!" He yelled into his mouthpiece, feeling his eyes well up with tears. He swallowed, watching but not being able to do anything for his boyfriend. "I couldn't live with myself if you had died while I was just watching!" Lance's grip on his bayard was tight and he sat down into his seat to power on his lion. He slowly hovered off the ground, his eyes narrowing as they flitted around the ship. He had to find the weak spot.

Your mom loves you, get in the robot

"I'll be fine!" Keith started to fight the guards approaching them. He didn't want to fight with his lion, it would only cause more destruction. The ship landed, Zarkon standing near the doors. Keith felt like his heart had just stopped beating. They wouldn't be able to form Voltron, and Keith sure as hell wouldn't be able to fight him alone like last time. His eyes were wide with fear. He froze.

Lance couldn't take it. He couldn't let Keith be out there alone. He flew his lion up pretty high, only to swoop down and grab Keith in its mouth; sending him to the cockpit where Lance was. "You're so fucking stupid!!" He yelled, a tear dripping down his cheek and to his chin as he spoke, flying up and to a 'safe' spot behind a big tree so then he could scope out the area. "We have to get you to your lion so then you and I can attack the ship." He tried to pass it off like he wasn't crying and covered face with his arm for a while until his tears were gone.

"No! Using our lions will only cause more damage and destruct-" Keith saw the tears streaming down Lance's face and his eyes widened slightly. He stayed silent, moving Lance's arm down gently. He gently wiped away his tears, moving Lance's helmet off so Lance could see him better. "Listen. We're gonna be okay. We'll make it out of this alive, alright? And so will everyone else down there. But Zarkon is taking hostages at the moment. You have to let me save them."

"K-Keith..." Lance started to talk but sighed and gave up. "What if you get taken? I could never forgive myself for not being there to save you. You never know for sure if you'll survive or not, and that makes me super scared. You can't just die or get taken on me, Keith." He sniffled and hugged the male before landing and opening the mouth of his lion. "If you're going to help down here, then so am I." He grabbed his bayard and let his gun form.

Keith sighed, then agreed. "Fine. But please... Don't get yourself hurt...." Keith kissed Lance's lips before rushing back out. Zarkon spotted Keith, getting his Bayard ready. It formed into a sword like Keith's, but a lot bigger. Keith clenched his jaw, fighting off the guards until Zarkon decides to approach them.

Lance grit his teeth and relished in that kiss for a second before joining Keith outside of his lion. He began to fight of guards around Keith and himself, glancing at Keith sometimes to make sure he was for the most part safe.

Keith caught a glimpse of a guard about to shoot Lance in the corner of his eye. Keith jumped in front of his lover and blocked it with his sword before continuing to fight the enemies on his side. Haggar then approached the two, shocking them with her witchcraft. Keith winced, getting caught off guard and allowing one of the guards to lock his arms behind his back.

Lance's eyes widened and he winced loudly, glancing over at Keith. He grit his teeth and growled at what he saw. He was so tempted to shoot whoever had his boyfriend in their arms, but that would just get them into more trouble. He let his bayard contract, his head hanging.

Suddenly, there was a shadow looming over both of them while Zarkon moved over to them slowly, a harsh glare and scowl plastered on his face. The guard holding Keith moved forwards, shoving him so he'd stand in front of Zarkon. "Sir, we've found the paladin of the red lion. The one that attempted to put an end to the Galra empire by defeating you." Keith squirmed around, kicking Zarkon in the shin which just built up more rage. The alien raised his fist, then slammed it back down on Keith in the face; hard. Keith jerked his head back, a small scream of pain escaping his lips. Now, Zarkon grabbed Keith by the neck, raising him up into the air as he turned to give Lance a sideways smirk. "Hand over both the red and blue lion, or else the red paladin dies."