Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Ship: Keith/Lance (Red Paladin/Blue Paladin) Context: Keith and Lance are on a team with 3 others: Pidge, Shiro and Hunk. Each of them fly a robot lion which can all combine and form the ultimate weapon, Voltron. They live in a castle with Princess Allura and her commander Coran, flying around space and defending the universe from the evil Galra empire, led by Emperor Zarkon. They had left Earth suddenly and have not been home in a while, and Lance is known for feeling homesick. Prompt (if applicable):"this might be a dumb prompt idea but something to do with lance missing his family and Keith not really relating (but trying his best to) since he's an orphan?? I can't find any fics like this!!!"
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"do you ever miss it?"
keith's eyes shot open; heart pounding, mind racing, and then slowing once more. "wha—, lance," the red paladin hissed, turning around to see his boyfriend's back. "it's like, 3am or somethin— I don't know, we're in space, but you get it. Why are you up?"
Lance didn't respond. Instead, he stayed put, staring off into the darkness of the room.
They were sleeping, as expected, but sometimes Lance didn't like to sleep and as much as he loved him, Keith did.
You see, Lance was one of those people.
The ones who would wake up at exactly 2:36am to ask 'If nothing is impossible then is it possible for something to be impossible?'.
And, naturally, Keith was the one to throw the pillow and tell him to go back to sleep or else 'we'll find out if it's possible for someone's eyeballs to pop in space without a helmet.'.
It's happened on several occasions, much to Keith's dismay.
But this time it was different.
Keith could feel it, a sorrow feeling radiating off his lover and seeping into him.
"Do you?" Lance suddenly whispered, turning around. Through the thin sliver of light shining through the crack of the doorway, Keith could see them.
Lance's eyes shining brightly, glossed over with unshed tears.
"Miss Earth? Home? Because..." He started, and stopped, shoulders drooping alongside his heart, "Because I do."
"Oh Lance," Keith quickly sat up, rubbing his eyes with his knuckles, as a child would, before continuing, "Is that what this is about? You're homesick?"
"I-I know, I'm such a loser, but I-I'm a loser who can't help it." He sniffled, burying his face in his hands.
"Hey, don't say that. You're not a loser for missing earth. We all miss earth, you know that. If anything, we're all losers." Keith tried to lighten the mood, he really didn't, but it didn't seem to be working. In fact, it seemed to have made it worse, because now Lance was actually crying.
