Klangst one shots

Jet pack blues

Intro
Keith and lance were your normal couple. Cuddling, sharing an apartment, laughing, crying, fighting. Fighting. Keith and Lance always fought. They fought over little things. But this time was different. Keith and Lance were laying around their apartment, on their phones talking, and cuddling. Keith had a stalker. His name was Lotor. Lotor often sent Keith messages of him flirting. Keith had never shown, or told Lance about Lotor, because he didn't want him to worry. Lotor has left Keith alone for a little while, until now...

Keith's phone buzzed as he received a text from Lotor. Lance without looking away from his phone, asked Keith calmly,
"Who was it babe?"
"It's no one Lance.." Keith said nervously. He sat up, about to walk to their room, when Lance snatched the phone out of his boyfrinds hand.
"Dude, Lance what the hell!" Keith yelled lightly, and tried to grab his phone back from his lovers grasp.
Lance skimmed through the messages looking angrier as he read each one.
"Who is Lotor? W-what is this Keith?" Lance said looking completely heartbroken.
"L-Lance it's not what is looks like..." Keith said quietly, looking into the blue, watery orbs of his love, as a crackling sound was heard from outside from a thunder storm.
Lance threw the phone onto the floor before putting on his shoes.
"Lance what are you doing?! Where are you going!!?" Keith yelled as Lance made his way out the door.
Lance didn't answer as he made his way down the hall, and opened the door. As soon as he was out he took off running. He didn't know where he was going. But he didn't care. All he could hear was the sound of rain hitting the ground, and Keith yelling his name.
Lance ran, and ran. He didn't even take his phone with him, he just felt hated. He felt like everything was crashing down. Was he not good enough for Keith? He questioned in his head. Lance ran into an alley, and started crying. He couldn't take it anymore. He already knew his family hated him. They abandoned him, and threw him away like he was nothing. Lance looked down and his scared wrist from his past. Remembering all the times he slid a blade across his skin. He looked around for anything sharp. While he was looking, his arms began to sting, wanted to feel the sensations of something sharp cut into his skin. He then heard a hearty deep laugh from behind him. Lance looked up and saw a scary looking man, holding a sharp pocket knife.
"Give me everything you've got, and maybe I'll let you live." The man growled. Another voice was heard from behind the man and Lance immediately recognized it.
"Not today, and not to Lance you bastard." Keith growled.
The man turned around and saw a larger blade at his chest.
"Drop your shit and scatter bitch." Keith said, sounding very intimidating.
Then man then dropped his shit, and took off turning around to look at them a few times.
Lance, and Keith's eyes met. Lance began tearing up, and looked away.
Keith spoke "Lance I would never hurt you. I swear it's not what it looks like."
Lances expression changed into anger, and he stood up.
"What is it them Keith. I don't wanna stick around if all your gonna do is be a fucking cheater." He spat, and tears streamed down his face.
The pitter patter of rain fell around them,and Keith spoke up once again.
"Lance, Lotor is my stalker. I didn't tell you about him, because I didn't want you to worry. Lance, babe your the only one." Keith spoke softly as a few tears fell from his eyes, and he stepped closer to Lance. Their foreheads met.
Keith spoke saying "baby come home..." in a melody of tears as the rhythm of the rain keeps time.

Inspired by the song jet pack blues by fall out boy. I recommend listening to it while reading this. Also this is my first fic so if it's a little messed up I'm sorry it my first heheh.