Langst One-Shots

Leaves

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-Third Person-

Leaves. Leaves were Keith's favorite part of fall. He loved the way they drifted through the air, slowly, gently landing on the ground without so much as a soft thud. Keith loved the way they crackled under his feet, the way they changed colors in such a beautiful way. Keith also hated leaves, though. He hated them because they did fall, he hated them because they changed.

He supposed Lance was like a leaf.

Lance fell, he fell all the way down, and no one caught him. Lance changed, he changed into something beautiful, but suddenly he wasn't Lance anymore. He was a twisted version of the original, same face, same laugh, same terrible jokes. But he was different, he wasn't Keith's Lance. Keith didn't know what had sparked it, sparked the reaction that took place in the castle in the blank space between stars. Lance was okay, in Summer. He laughed and he joked, he fought and he won.

And then one day, he just drifted towards the ground.

Keith noticed the way he trained at night, the way he straightened and quieted. Keith noticed everything, and he froze at the first glimpse of this new person, this new season. When Summer turned to fall, Lance fell with the leaves. Keith loved it and hated it, just like Autumn. Keith tried reviving Lance, tried bringing him back to life, but Lance had already hit the ground, had crinkled under the feet of the universe. So Keith did the unthinkable, the undreamable.

He gave him Pumpkin Spice.

Keith loved Lance, he gave him sugar, he gave him spice. He held him when Lance needed it, he pushed him when he needed someone to. And slowly, Lance bloomed into a flower in springtime. Keith and Lance, Lance and Keith. Pumpkin and Spice, Spice and Pumpkin. Keith loved Lance, loved him for his smile, for his laugh, for his seasons. Keith was happy, until Fall came again. Lance flew, he drifted to the ground, a leaf fluttering in the wind.

And no Pumpkin Spice could fix him this time.