Flame ||Klance|| (transgender au)

9.keith

I don't know what happened all I know is I don't want to remember. But now I'm in the bathroom stall crying my eyes out looking at my torn shirt. I remember the word "tranny" written across my locker in thick sharpie and slurs of all kinds written across. And then I needed up in the bathroom crying with a torn shirt. I think I'll have to switch families again.

"Keith?" I hear a voice.

It happens to be a teacher but I refuse to respond to him even after he's told me to come out multiple times now or at least talk to him.

After several attempts of him failing he left but someone else came in.

"Hey Keith?" Oh god why him. "It's Lance and I know we fought recently but I still care about you and I'm sorry but I heard what happened and I need to see if you're okay."

I look through the stall cracks and see he looks genuine. I open the stall door slowly and look at him. "They tore my shirt."

Lance looks empathetic but then smiles. "No worries, I wore a sweat shirt today."

He takes off the hoodie and slips it on me. It's huge on me but I can manage. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

I shake my head no.

"Do you want a hug?" He questions.

I nod my head starting to sob and he grabs me and soothingly pets down my hair.

I cry into his chest and he lets me lie there. We stay like this and I become even more so infatuated with him.

"Do you want to go home?" Lance questions in a soft voice.

I shake my head, "I want to stay with you."

He kisses my forehead, "as much as I'd like that I don't know if I can."

"Just for a while longer," I begged and Lance held me tighter.

It was quiet for a while, "I have to clean up my locker I mentioned."

"What happened to your locker?" Lance looked concerned.

"They wrote on it with sharpie," I say looking down.

Lance rubbed my back, "I'll clean it up Keith."

"You don't have to," why would he do something like that for me?

"But I want to Keith," Lance said and I believed him.

I was silent again for a longer period of time now until Lance spoke up, "do you like me Keith?"

"Like as a friend?" I like him either way but I need clarification.

"Yea," he said but seemed disappointed.

I look at him oddly pausing, "of course I do."

He smiled and hugged me more almost suffocating me. "Why'd you ask Lance?"

"Cause I know I'm annoying sometimes and I just thought maybe you hated me..."

He's an idiot, "Lance sometimes you're an idiot, you're literally the only person I talk to and you were the one called down to comfort me, how could I not like you?"

"You only talk to me!?" His eyes went wide.

"Um..." he knows too much.

"That's so cute!" He exclaims and laughs.

My face goes red and I look at him, "do you like me Lance?"

"Yes, of course?" He looked at me odd.

I paused, "but do you really like me?" I ask again.

"Yes! I said that already," he said smiling.

"No," I look at him in a serious tone and stare straight into his eyes, "do you like me."

"Like- like like you?" He said stammering.

I nod my head yes, I need to know.

His voice got quieter and he whispered, "no..." I can feel my eyes water and my fists ball up.

"Y-you don't..." I feel like I'm breaking down my whole life is falling apart and I don't know how I can deal with anything. I thought I could stay in this town because of Lance but I need to leave now. I need to leave this stall now I need to leave these arms but I also need Lance and I can't move or ele se i don't know I'd deal with the outside world.

"No Keith!" He says staring at me and stares at my eyes and kisses me but I don't know why. The kiss is passionate like he does like me but he told me he didn't. He pulls away. "I don't like you Keith because I think I love you Keith."

I wipe away a few tears. And bury my head in his chest. I mumble, "you're an asshole."

He lifts my head, "what?"

"You're an asshole," I say laughing.

"Why?" He says all innocent like.

"You made me think you were turning me down," I frowned at him.

"But I didn't, I told the truth." He complains but I punch his shoulder, "ow! Well I was going to ask you out but now I don't know about that."

"You were!" My face lights up.

"Yea, but then you punched me," he smirks.

"You deserved it asshole," I cross my arms.

"You like this asshole though," he smirked even more.

"No," I says smiling and kiss his cheek.

"What!?"

"I love this asshole," I smirk at him.

"Okay I see what you did there, but..." he paused, "Saturday, at 2 are you free?"

I nod smiling now and Lance leans in and we kiss again making it long.

The stall door then opens. "Keith!"

I scream as I look up to see Shiro.

He pauses seeing us and looks between me and Lance, and back at me, "you'd told you'd tell me!"

"It just happened Shiro! Why are you here?! You're internship starts next week!" I start freaking out.

"The school called! Said you need to be picked up early! What are you doing?" Shiro started freaking out too.

"Lance was comforting!" I stood up now becoming very expressive.

"We're going home!" He sighed loudly and stormed out.

Lance chuckled and stood up next me, "I guess I've got to get back to class Keithy boy."

Suddenly I liked that nickname. "Alright Lance see you later," and tiptoe up to kiss him and run out the bathroom to catch up to Shiro who is now saying we need to have "the talk".

Save me.

A/N

This story is doing way better than I thought it would omg!!!
I might show you guys and you guys only my face because I'm in that mood and I'm fucking adorable!