Two ideas, Two idiots

Chapter 1. Keith..

Notes at the end and here

hi hello so I'm not gonna delete this chapter but I am gonna have a rewritten version at the bottom for new viewers to not be discouraged by the grammar when I first started. Just like in the description my writing gets better I promise.

Lances pov

So I guess I should tell you why me and Keith are fighting these funny lookin things that look like buttholes, or why Keith is full galra. It all started when Keith had an accident in a mission. He was coming out of his room less and less, except if there was an emergency. Though...He would always have his helmet on when he did.

We had gotten rid of the galra problem for a couple of days, in those days Keith hadn't come out once! Not even for food! "Uh can I interrupt?" Shut up Keith I'm narrating this story "Sorry" Keith hissed stupidly. "No I didn't" fine fine whatever let's just get back to the story.

So anyway he hadn't come out of his room for days! It was getting stupid. He was worrying everyone! So I, the heroic Lance! Decided to go check up on him. "Keith?" I knocked on his door.

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I waited a couple seconds then signed. "Keith! I'm getting sick and tired of your bullshit!" I opened the door, but I was not expecting what I saw.. "k-keith...?" When I walked in I saw that he had purple spots on him, one eye normal, the other one galra. He had ears and his hair was messy. He was curled up in a corner crying, hand bleeding. All the mirrors were shattered with blood. His room was a mess.
"Keith! You-you're turning g-galra..." Keith said nothing. "Keith your hand.." Lance stuttered rushing to him closing the door on the way in. "Here" he consoled softly. He ripped a part of his shirt and rapped it around his hand. "Keith it's okay.. you're alright. I'm here" he smiled warmly. Keith looked up and saw the comforting smile.

He sniffed and scoffed. "How? How is it okay, Lance? My galra side is taking over me. Allura is probably going to hate me. I'm gonna give shiro horrible memory's from when he was captured..and and-" he started hyperventilating.

"Keith." Lance put his hand on Keith's shoulder. "It's okay. I doubt Allura is gonna hate you. It might take her a little time to get used to it, but I doubt she'll hate you. Shiro is really good at handling his emotions when it comes to that stuff" Lance softly assured.
"I guess.. but-" Keith wept but lance interrupted "Keith it's okay" lance encouraged again. "But how am I gonna tell them.. how am I gonna show them without them freaking out.. I don't even want them to see me. I'm- I'm just so scared..I can't take it." Keith cried.
This time for some reason his words stuck in lance like a blade. It kept repeating in lances head "I'm just so scared...I can't take it" over and over again. Lance shook his head. "Keith.. how 'bout we do it together?"

Keith sniffed once again.. silence hit the room for about a minute. "lance can I ask you something...?" "Shoot me" lance replied back smiling. "Why are you being so nice to me? I thought you hated me.." lance thought about it for second. "Keith. I don't hate you. You're fun to tease and argue with, but I don't hate you." Lance expressed putting his other hand on Keith's shoulder.

Keith looked down again thinking with a stressed look on his face. "O-okay we can do it together..but I feel..pathetic!" Keith hissed frustrated, pulling on his hair. Eyes closing making more tears come out. "It's okay, Keith. You do realize your allowed to feel feelings and be human. Here, I'll promise you something. I promise I will make sure you never feel pathetic again."

Okay so this is probably really sloppy, probably cuz this is my first fanfic. I really hope you'll enjoy reading it just as much as I like writing it. If you have some things you wanna point out to me or give me pointers you can. It's completely fine. Also please leave your opinions in the comments. (Also I know. Lance in the middle of the story starts to go the third person. It's supposed to be like that👌🏻 Thanks :3!

now for the rewritten version :)

(btw when Keith's breaking the fourth wall and talking to Lance, his dialog is in ")

So I guess I should explain why Keith and I are fighting these funny lookin things that look like that one dude from New York Stories, Steve Buscemi I think it was, or why Keith is full galra. It all started when Keith, being the impulsive little shit he is, decided to go off on his own and got caught in an accident during the mission. He was coming out of his room less and less, except if there was an emergency. Though...He would already have his helmet on before even leaving the doors to his room.

We had gotten rid of the galra problem for a couple of days, and during the duration of those days Keith hadn't come out once! Not even for food! "Uh, can I interrupt?" Shush Keith, I'm narrating this story

"Sorry" Keith hissed stupidly. "No, I didn't" fine whatever let's just get back to the story.

So anyway he hadn't come out of his room for days! It was getting stupid. He was worrying everyone on the ship, including the mice. So I, the heroic Lance! Decided to go check up on him. "Keith?" I knocked on his door.

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I waited a couple seconds then signed. "Keith! Open this door right now or I swear- " Silence. "I'm getting sick and tired of your bullshit!" I opened the door just a crack. "Seriously man." When I walked in, I saw he had purple splurges all over, one eye human, the other one galran with golden tears pouring out. He had cat-like ears and his hair all tangled. He was curled up in the corner sobbing. All the mirrors were shattered with blood, his blood, and his hands were bleeding. His room was a mess.

"Keith! You-you're turning g-galra..." He said nothing. Simply sitting there sniffling "And your hand.." I stuttered, rushing to him. The door closing automatically, like always. "Here," I consoled him. I ripped a part of my shirt and wrapped it around his hand. Who needs part of my favourite shirt anyway, right?

"Keith it's okay.. you're alright. I'm here" I smiled. Keith looked up and saw my comforting smile.

He sniffed and scoffed. "How? How is it okay, Lance? I'm being corrupted by my galran heritage. Allura is probably going to hate me. And with Shiro's PTSD, I'm probably gonna trigger something from when he was captured..and and-" he started hyperventilating.

"Keith." I put a reassuring hand on Keith's shoulder. "It's okay. I doubt Allura is gonna hate you. It might take her a little time to get used to it, but I doubt she'll hate you. And Shiro is really good at handling his emotions when it comes to that stuff" I assured him again. Man this boy is stubborn with his thoughts.
"I guess.. but-" Keith wept when I interrupted "Keith it's okay" I encouraged again. I've never seen him this vulnerable before. It's a bit overwhelming.

"But how am I gonna be able to speak to them normally? .. how am I gonna show myself without them freaking out... I don't even want them to see me. I'm- I'm just so scared...I can't take it." Keith cried quietly, trying to hide his face with his hands.

This time for some reason his words stuck in me like a blade. I felt that. When I'm feeling... not like myself, I just feel so scared of people finding out. I cant get his words out of my head. "I'm just so scared...I can't take it." I shook my head. "Hey.. how 'bout we do it together?"

Keith sniffled.. silence hit the room for what felt like a minute. He's probably thinking it over. Heh, for once in his life. "Lance, can I ask you something...?" "Shoot" I smile.

"Why are you being so nice to me? I thought you hated me.." Well, that made me think. "Keith, I don't hate you. You're fun to tease and argue with, but I don't hate you." I expressed placing my free hand on Keith's opposite shoulder.

Keith looked down again thinking, stress spread across his face. Unlike me, he's very bad at hiding his emotions. "O-okay we can do it together..but I feel..pathetic!" He's frustrated, he has no control over what's happening to him. He pulls on his hair, eyes closing making more of those golden tears fall to the ground. "It's okay, Keith. You do realize you are allowed to feel emotions. You are still human after all. Here, I'll promise you something. I promise I will make sure you never feel pathetic again."