Say The Word (Klance AU)

Chapter 9

Just a heads up...It's 3:30 Am Here in Germany...But I am doin this

"So are we supposed to ignore him or...?" Shiro eyed Lance who was leaning face down on the table. It was 10:30 in the morning, too late in the morning for Lance to take a nap. He usually reserved those for the afternoon. Something else was bugging the guitarist that Shiro wasn't privy to yet. Hunk sighed, nodding his head. He whispered to Shiro, covering his mouth with his hand.

"Keith's been gone two months now and he just found out that he has to stop in LA for another week before he comes home. Lance isn't taking the news well." Hunk pat Lance on the head. The other boy groaned pathetically. Shiro nodded, setting down the coffee he had gotten for Lance and sliding it over slowly. He had set up this band meeting with the hopes of getting their set list solidified for an upcoming show. However, things weren't exactly going as planned.

"We'll just let him sit this one out." He pulled out his dreaded planner and flipped it open, staring with the most recent news. "Okay, now sales of the album have been good, better than good actually. And that's only going in improve once the physical copy goes on sale later this week-"

"uuuuggghhhhhhhh......" Everyone looked to Lance who had just groaned loudly.

"You okay Lance?" Shiro asked, concern pulling at his brows.

Lance popped up, a big red mark on his forehead from the table. Pidge snickered at the sight. "I am not okay, Shiro. I am dying. Actually dying."

"You're not dying." He sighed.

"Yes I am! Do you know how long Keith and I have been dating?"

Shiro crossed his arms and humored his young friend. "No. How long?"

"Three months. And how long has Keith been away?"

"...two months?"

"That's right! Two shitty, long months! We've have been apart longer than we have actually been in the same city together!" Lance wrapped his fingers around the coffee cup and took a long sip. "...why is my life so hard?"

Pidge snorted. "Your life isn't hard Lance. You're just whining."

"Yeah, c'mon buddy cheer up." Hunk clapped him on the back. "You guys talk all the time. Everything's going okay, right?"

"Well yeah. Better than okay really. It's just... I just miss him." Lance's head sunk back to the table. Keith was only supposed be gone for 6 weeks. Now they were creeping up on 9. Sure they texted all the time, Skype'd whenever possible, and that was great. But not actually being able see him, hold him or kiss him? It was sure to slowly drive him insane. The distance had become damn near unbearable.

Pidge set down their phone and pushed up their glasses. "You know, there is an easy way to fix this."

Lance glanced at them, his eyes wide and questioning.

"Just go visit him. We've got nothing going on."

"Actually we are in a meeting right now." Shiro grumbled, flicking on of the color tabs in his planner.

"Oh please, like Lance was going to pay attention to that anyway." They had a point. Pidge unlocked their phone and slid it over to Lance. "Look, there's a flight leaving on Tuesday at 9:50 AM. The airline is having a sale so it won't be too pricey. I already started booking it for you and all you have to do is press 'submit'."

Lance glanced up at his friend, skeptical. "How do you know my credit card number? And why are you being so nice to me?"

"Please." Pidge waved their hand at the first question and rolled on into the second. "Because when you're sad, Hunk gets sad and then Shiro gets all sympathetic and nothing gets done, leaving me to pick up the slack. So go on, go see your boyfriend and be all gross and cute or whatever."