Klance one-shots

Sad true

Ok like sorry In advance cuz this shit is sad and I added to it ... not sure if it's an improvement tho   Ps. It's kinda inappropriate at the endish 😬😬😬

"Hey Lance, you feeling ok you've been in there for a while now"
"Yeah Pidge I'm fine, space goo is some how even worse going out them coming in if you know what I mean" I say while laughing. It's almost scary how good I'm getting at sounding like I haven't been cry in the bathroom for nearly and hour now. It's even scarier how quite my crys have gotten.
"EW LANCE TMI!" I hear Pidge walk away I silently wish she would stop. That she'd turn around. I wish she's match right back to this door and yell for me to open it. I wish she's blast the door down with some weird invention demanding she knew I was lying; telling me of course she could tell I wasn't fine and would hug me and help me feel less alone... but my lying is to good and she's gone before I can even think about letting her help me.
It's better like this anyway I tell myself. She couldn't do anything anyway I'm to broke, to lost, to helpless. I can feel tears running down my face before I even register I'm crying again and this right now is the worst kind of crying. It feels so different from the ' I scratched my knee' cry or ' my mom is grounded me and I didn't even do anything' cry. No this is the worst. It's the kind that makes you hollow from the inside out, slowly killing you in the worst way possible like your drowning in your own sadness.
I can feel the hole in my chest growing and inside the hole I feel nothing. Nothing at all and so that's all I'll be, just and empty shell. The real Lance inside of me will of died long ago and all that's left is his soulless shell. That's all I'll be. Complete and utterly empty. I won't even be able to cry anymore and if I do I won't hurt like it does now.

Sometimes I wonder if my body will just shut down If all this sadness inside will drowning me and I'll die like this. Sitting on the bathroom floor alone. Some how the thought of that calms me, it's comforting enough for my to go back outside and pretend like nothing happening ... like I'm not dyeing. Like I don't wake up from nightmares every night about my family. Like I don't know how expendable I am.

I stand up and move to the sink rinsing my face in cold water a trick I've pick up from all my late night crying. The water calms my face down and I'm pretty sure all the redness is gone but I don't look I'm the mirror it'd just make me start all over again.
I open the bathroom door slowly and look both way to make sure I won't run into anyone and quickly walk out. I keep my head down just in case I didn't wash all the tears off my face.
I walk around the corner and finally get to my room. I don't feel like smiling or fake laughing anymore today so I'll just go to bed. I didn't eat yet but food doesn't seem as important now a days. I close my bedroom door and fall onto my bed. It's so different then the one I had back home or even the one at the garrison. I lay in bed trying to wish away the new tears staring to form but I should know by now it's a losing battle so I cry myself to sleep again.
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"Laaaaaane heheehe laaaaannce," who the hell is calling my name so early in the morning. Don't they know I'm trying to get so fucking shut eye over here.
"Aw come on lancey don't be such a Debby downer hehehe!" With that I sit right up because I'm 100% sure I said that all in my head. "WHO'S THERE" I say but for some reason I can't open my eyes " WHY CANT I SEE!?!" "Hushhhh quite now lancey no need to yell" I can feel someone finger on my lip and for some reason I am calmer.
"What do you want with me?" I ask the strange voice that I can't quite pin point where it's coming from.
"Well I think the real question is what do youuuuu want?" It say as they boop my nose "because I know all I want-" it's very close now and I can't fell a hot breath on my ear and a
Leather gloved hand on my arm "- is to make you happy-" the voice has change into a familiar deep voice as he chuckles in my ear "- very veeeery happy"
"AHHHH-" 'OK OK IM IN MY BED NOW' I sit up realizing I'm cover in sweat and sporting some morning wood "what the fuck?!" I whisper to myself did I just have a dream about.... about... Keith? No; no noy nope nope this is NOT happening. I'm not into Keith! He's ... he's ... KEITH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. I rub the back of my neck while I try to process everything that just happened " -very happy" I can still hear his voice in my head oh god this isn't happening. This ... this was all just some weird dream that's all! Yup just a wei- " hey Lance I heard you scream are you alright?"........ holy fuck. Not only was Keith standing in my door way but hes also shirtless and sweating (probably just finished training for the 100th time today) but GODDAMMMMM IT PAID OFF. All I could do was stare in aw "Um Lance you ok?" Keith said waving his hand in my face "holy fuck I'm so gay" I whisperer "WHAT ?!" " "NOTHING!! I said holy fuck your so... ahhh sooooo-" shit I'm staring again.

And that's how I cured my depression

This is literal trash