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The Blade || Keith x Reader

I miss him a lot. I feel sick. I have an obsession someone h e l p me.

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You shot up gasping for air. Your heart pounded viscously in your chest as you eyed the dark room. Beads of sweet trickled down the side of your face, causing the loss strands of hair to stick to your skin.

"Keith.." you mumbled, lips quivering as you called out for the male. No response came from your boyfriend. Your eyes widened at the silence but quickly returned to a plain, hollow stare.

You rolled your head to the side and stared at the empty cold spot that was left, untouched by the paladin.

You clenched your teeth at the sight and grabbed the pillow he would lay on. Wrapping your arms and legs around it, you sighed and buried your face in its silky cover.

"Again he's gone.." You whispered to yourself.

Keith hasn't been around lately due to the Blade of Mamora and his trials. You weren't sure whether to be happy for him, or be upset.
He has not paid any close attention to you or the team and it hurt you deeply inside.

He has been distant for several weeks now. The sad part is that you began to get adjusted to this routine slowly. The more it goes on the more empty you feel.

Since you knew you weren't going to fall asleep anytime soon, you decided to grab a glass of water from the kitchen.

You swung your legs over the bed and sat up, letting an exhausting sigh escape your mouth.

Slipping on a pair of slippers and letting out a big yawn, you made your way over to the kitchen; the sound of your footsteps echoed through the silent halls.

You flicked on the light and yanked the fridge door open, grabbing the cold water and a glass from the pantry.

As you poured the liquid into the glass, you felt a presence not that far behind you. You didn't bother attacking the figure, because you clearly knew who it was. Gritting your teeth, you spoke.

"Keith." You said sluggishly and dry, while twisting the bottle of the water. No response came from the boy, except the sound of the mask disappearing from his face.

"How was training today?" You asked normally while opening the fridge and sticking the rest of the water inside.

The paladin or should you say, "blade of marmora warrior" took a step forward hesitantly. You flinched and held up your hand, motioning for him to stop.

"[Name].." He spoke softly.

You chuckled a bit and turned around, giving him a small and painful smile. You haven't heard him call you by your name in a while. It was sad music to your ears.

You scanned the male standing before you. His arms rested as his side as his back hunched over slightly due to the exhaustion from his trainings. You felt the weariness radiate off his body.

His weary eyes gave you the impression that something was clouding his mind, but you didn't dare to ask.

You mumbled a 'hm' in response, as you brought the glass to your lips. Keith rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly as he tried forming words to say. You quietly observed him.

With no statement arising, you walked forward and brushed past the boy towards the exit of the kitchen. The sound of your steps echoed the room.

Keith silently outstretched a hand towards your direction to call you out and wait for him, but he slowly took it back as he saw you get further and further away.