Lance and Keith returned to their dorm, Keith wasnt crying anymore but his eyes were still a little red.
"So dude- tell me why you were crying." Lance smiled
"I dont really want to talk about it."
"Hey bro, im always here if you need to talk- even though I hate yo
Lance saying that he hates Keith really makes Keith confused. He never knows if hes being serious or just joking around. Keith was used to being hated, he never really had friends when he was little. However, he had one though, she was really nice. But after leaving to college he lost everything. Everyone. But then he met Lance who was the nicest boy he met at first, but then a real pain in the ass at other times. Then Lance introduced Keith to Shrio, Pidge, And Hunk. They were great people. He loved them to death.
Keith had to change the topic quick, he didnt want to tell Lance he was crying over HIM
"Your a real pain, Lance." Keith Laughed remembering all the memories they has together before this very moment.
"Oh shut the hell up- if you wouldnt of gotten a stupid F on your test I wouldnt be sitting here with you right now..!" Lance yelled, as if he was going to attack Keith.
A couple hours later Keith was back to normal, yelling at Lance to be quiet, slapping his face so hard it would leave a mark, you know, the usual.
"Hey dumbo- we gotta study or else we're gonna be stuck with eachother for a long ass time." Lance yelled. Keith let out a small groan and sat down next to Lance on his bed.
Time skip ヾ(☆▽☆)
It was about 11:00 pm when Lance and Keith finished working on math. Lance was extremely confused and Keith had to yell at him several times to keep him awake.
"Hey, Keith?" Lance said
"What do you want."
"So are you going to tell me why you were crying or not?"
Keith froze, his body felt warm and stiff.
He started to stutter.
"U-uh I-"
Keiths eyes were holding back a lot of tears, he was a very strong and tough peron on the outside, but also very emotional and depressed on the inside.
"I already told you, I dont want to talk about it."
"But now i really wanna know." Lance said.
"Well now your just making me not wanna tell you-"
"Ugh whats your problem lowlife."
Lance crossed his arms in utter disgust, signaling that he was extremely nosy and curious
"Just go to bed, Lance."
Keith crawled up into a small ball on his bed and covered up in blankets.
"Hey- you know im trying to help you, i dont want to continue living life knowing one of my closest friends is upset." Lance said.
Closest friend?
Did he just call me a close friend? Keith thought.
Keiths eyes widened, thinking that Lance was just joking calling him a close friend. I mean, they loved eachother as friends and all, but just friends. Not close friends.
Most of the time Lance and Keith never even got along.
"Am i really your close friend?"
"Yeah definitely! Your right next to Hunk, whos my best friend." Lance scratched his arm.
Keith realized that there was poison ivy on Lances arm, he immediately started to ask questions.
"Whats on your arm?"
"Um- Hah- its kinda a funny story, me and Hunk were being stupid together last week and rubbed poison ivy on our arms, just to see the result." Lance looked at his arm and smiled.
Keith sat up and looked at his arm, it had cuts and scars on them from when he cut himself because he was depressed. He still is depressed but he doesnt cut as much as he used too, which was good because he didnt like cutting. Lance had always noticed the cuts on Keiths arm, he never mentioned it though, Lance thought that asking Keith about those would be a little to personal. Well, for now.
"do you think thay could ever be us, Lance?"
Lance looked up at Keith and raised one eyebrow, thinking that Keith was joking when he said that.
"Um- well I guess, but it would be hard to agree on things and get along which you."
"Fine, whatever. Go go bed now" Keith said.
Lance crossed his arms.
"Your not my mom." Lance teased.
Keith sighed and lay back down, ignoring Lance.
His eyes closed, and soon he fell asleep
Hey! Sorry this chapter was kinda short, i will try my best to make my chapters longer in the future.
-Aly
