Klance (One shots)

Zombie apocalypse

3rd person POV

"Lance!" Keith yelled as he heard his friend screaming in the distance. He shot a zombie in the head and he ran away, into the alley next to him. "Lance, do you copy?!" He dodged multiple zombies by climbing over a balcony and jumping from one to the other.

"Goddammit Lance! Where are you?!" Keith shouted through the microphone that's connected to the earpiece. He got to the place where Lance post was, he looked around him and all he could see where corpses of people who already died but came back alive just to die again.

"LANCE!!" Keith freaked out when he heard Lance screaming again. He dashed to the right where the sound came from. He found two zombies closing in on Lance, he took out his gun and waited for them to get their heads to line up. Then he pulled the trigger and killed two with one bullet.

He kicked them aside and kneeled in front of Lance and cupped his face. Lance was hardly breathing, sweat covered his forehead and he looked hazily out of his eyes.

"Hey, Lance?" He grunted in response, "What happened?"

He groaned and shot forward, screaming out. It made Keith flinch backwards, "Pidge! Pidge! Do you hear me?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"It's Lance, I-I think he got bitten."

Keith said as he crawled back to Lance and placed his hand on the blood spot that was visible on Lance's shirt. "It's going to be okay, Lance, it's going to be just fine."

"No i-it's not, K-Keith." Keith's head shot up and looked Lance in the eye. "Hey, hey. It is."

"No. I-I'm going t-to die o-out here." He laughed dryly.

"No you're not. Pidge and Shiro are coming just hold on, for me okay?"

"Keith."

"Yeah?"

"Right, 2 i-incoming."

Keith looked to the right and there were indeed 2 zombies strutting into the alley.

"Okay, I'm going to pick you up and we are going to run."

Without second guessing he put his arm under Lance's legs and his other behind his back. Keith looked back for a second and saw them stumbling closer.

"Shit." He lifted Lance up with some struggle and started running the best he could. Once he got a safe distance on the zombies he met while running. He struggled to keep Lance up and they tripped multiple times and he had to stop sometimes to give his location to Pidge or Shiro.

He looked around with Lance still in his arms, sweating and panting. He saw a house that looked good enough to hide in. He didn't think twice and went towards it, he kicked the door in and brought Lance upstairs and laid him on the bed that still stood there.

He looked around the house in search of something to cover the wound. He got into the bathroom and looked into the highest places, he found alcohol and bandages.

"Keith! Hurry up!"

"What's wrong?!" Keith rushed back into the room to see Lance leaning against the wall trying to find his way out of the room.

"What are you doing up!" Keith set the stuff in his hands down and swooped Lance of the ground, he brought him back to the bed. Once Lance was back on the bed, he walked back to the stuff on the table.

He began to lift up Lance's shirt, "Wow, wow! W-What do you t-think you're doing!"

Keith looked at Lance deadly serious and scoffed, "I'm trying to clean your wound so it doesn't get more infected then it already is. But if you rather want it to get infected." He screwed the top of the alcohol bottle back on, "Alright."