Say The Word (Klance AU)

Chapter 3

Wrong.

Very wrong as Lance would soon discover.

Two seconds into his weekend and he realized that Pidge was sugar coating it. He wasn't pouting. He was being and incredible asshole.

Lance began pacing in his room again, going over the events of the day in agonizing detail. "What the fuck was I thinking??" he muttered, running his hands through his hair.

He'd been horrible to Keith. Ignoring him, giving him dirty looks, that's not who he was. He wasn't this shallow. Why did he do that? Lance reached for his phone and pulled up Pidge's number. If anything, they would help him fix this. They weren't one to shy away from the truth when he needed it.

The phone rang a few times before they finally picked up. "Hello?"

"Pidge! I'm an idiot!" Lance said in a rush.

"I know. Hey, hang on a sec." There was a muffled sound and then some voices before Pidge came back. "Sorry, I was playing Overwatch with Matt. I hope you know I was on a roll."

"Pidge... what am I going to do?" guilt pooled in his belly, making him sink down to the floor. "I can't believe I did that today. I can't believe I'm this shallow..."

There was a long drawn out sigh from the other end that mirrored Lance's mood. "You're not shallow. Not usually, at least. You just made a big ole mistake and now have to deal with the consequences. It's that simple."

"But- but how?"

"Apologize? It's not that hard. Just go up to Keith and say you're sorry for being a jerk. That simple."

But it wasn't that simple for Lance. Whenever he made a mistake he usually tried it ignore it until it blew over. However this was far bigger than anything he pulled as a kid. This was worse than he imagined. He was downright cruel to another human being for no real reason.

If his mother had seen how he'd acted, she would have grounded him until he was at least 80. Even though he didn't live at home anymore, she'd still find a way to lock him in his room and let him out only to eat and do chores. Mama McClain had that kind of power.

"Just talk to him on Monday, okay?" Pidge said after a few minutes. "And if you don't apologize, I'll just keep embarrassing you in front of him until you do."

"... you wouldn't."

"Try me. See ya on Monday."

"Y-yeah. See you." Lance hung up and tossed his phone on the bed. He had exactly two days to find some courage and to figure out what to say. Lance cringed. He was going to have to come up with some great apology to make it up to Keith.

"It is too damn early for this..." Pidge was face down on the kitchen table, their usual mood severely dampened.

Hunk looked a little better, but he wasn't much of a morning person either. He went over to the coffee maker and poured himself the last of the pot. "I kinda of agree with you."

"Ughhhhhh....." Pidge just melted into their set.

Lance was better at adapting then these two so waking up at 4 wasn't really an issue. No, the thing that made him want to curl up in bed and never leave was the thought of seeing Keith again. Two days and the only thing he could think to say was sorry for being a dick. It wasn't the eloquent string of words he'd come up with, but it was the only thing he could think to say. So much for being a brilliant song writer.

Shiro had disappeared into the warehouse, a whole team of people from the studio getting ready for the days shoot. Finishing touches were being put on the set, cameras were unpacked and ready to roll, and a small team of makeup artists were ready to make them all beautiful.