Lance wanted to see Keith. One last time. He looked up, seeing Keith there, all bloodied. The bombs have taken the ravenette's legs and strewn them across the battlefield.
The blue-eyed boy reached his arm out, wanting to just hold his lover till he died. "K-Keith... Please..." The Cuban boy's throat had dust lacing it, making his once sweet voice now raspy with battles from the war.
His eyesight began to blacken, blood gushing from the back of his head. Lance's head collapsed to the bloody ground, the last sight being Keith.
(102 words hey sorry this is sad ill try to post more!)
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Klance Oneshots
FanfictionSmall stories of Lance McClain and Keith Kogane. This book contains a lot of angst, but also a lot of fluff! Please enjoy!
