Ocean Boy: A Lance x Reader Love Story

Chapter 4

The next day, it's Keith's turn to cart you around. In the morning when you wake up, he's there, talking with Allura who is laying out your clothes.

"Ah! You're awake!" She claps her hands at the sight of you groggily attempting to sit up.

Yawning, you pull back the covers and throw your legs over the edge of the bed. You go to stand but tumble over. Keith darts forward and catches you, your one arm grabbing his shoulder.

You look away as he helps you sit down in the wheelchair. "I forgot." You say quietly. 

Allura bites her lip and murmurs, "I'm sorry."

"It's fine." You force a smile.

She smiles back sadly. "I'm going to go help Coran fix the systems, but Keith is here to help you with anything you want." She slips out the door, leaving you and Keith alone.

"So..." He rocks back and forth on his feet.

"I want to take a bath." You say.

He colors. "Oh, um, should I get Allura back here-"

You shake your head. "It's fine. I can do it myself if you just help me into the bathroom."

"Are you sure?" He hesitates.

You nod.

"Alright." Keith wheels you into the bathroom with some difficulty. He helps you onto the edge of the bathtub.

"Okay, I'll be right outside if you need anything." He closes the door softly behind him.

Tears sting your eyes as you pull your shirt over your head and wriggle out of your shorts. You run the bath, warm water rushing out of the faucet to fill the tub. When the water fills about two-thirds of the bath, you slip in, a little bit of water sloshing over the edge and onto the bathroom floor.

You let out a small yelp when your stumps sting. The hot water laps at them, making them ache and burn. You hiss and splash water on your right shoulder.

"You okay?" Keith raps on the door.

"Yeah!" You sink into the water, your head back. Looking up at the ceiling alone, you let the tears slip down your cheeks, one by one. You put your hand over your mouth to stifle your loud sobs.

'I want to die.' You cry. Hiccuping, you stare at the water all around you. You plunge yourself underwater.

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Keith sits outside the bathroom, flipping through a book, back against the door. The bedroom door opens and Lance sidles in.

"What do you want?" Keith asks crossly.

"Nunya." Lance says coyly.

"Nunya?"

"Nunya business." Lance snaps in Keith's face. "Ohhhhh!"

Keith groans. "Seriously, what do you want?"

Lance's gaze grows serious. "How is she?"

"She's as upset as you would expect." Keith snaps. His expression softens as Lance recoils. "She's doing good though. She's taking a bath."

"Oh. That's good." Then a warning goes off in his brain. Lance pales. "It's a little quiet in there if she's taking a bath, don't you think?"

"Wha-" Keith jumps to his feet as Lance bursts through the bathroom door.

"FUCK!!" Lance curses. He throws himself forward. He lands in the bathtub and comes up sprawling. He struggles to grab (Y/N).