chapter 11

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The air around Altea university grew cold as the seasons changed to from the dry hot summer to a frosted winter, the trees leaves died and fell to the ground and snow coated the  their branches while the ground was a thick white blanket.
Lance breathed a sigh, watching as his breath came out as a white cloud in front of his face, he wrinkled his nose and made his way through the main court yard.
It had been months since he joined the university and had been reunited with his friends, as well as made another.
Lance passed by his dorm house RA Allura
"Ah, Lance." Allura greeted him cheerfully "its good to see you, haven't really had the chance to get to know each other."
The cuban boy smiled kindly at the older woman "hey yeah it's good to see you too, sorry we really haven't been able to talk. I'm not really a people person." Lance explained apologeticly "but hey, uh we can get coffee later and chat?" Allura blinked at lance in shock before brightening immediately and gave lance a blinding smile
"You've become more open recently haven't you? And Yes I would love to." Lance looked at the women with owlish eyes
"I-uh.. yes, glad you noticed." And with that the two parted ways and lance carried on with his journey.
Once the tall male made it to the opposite side of the campus he, entered the dorm building of his friends. 
Turning the corner he ran into the dorms RA, Shiro
"Ah lance, I take it you are here for that study session?" Shiro asked with a small smile
"Oh- uh yeah, pidge and hunk are helping me with my study on aerodynamics." Lance explained

"Pidge and hunk don't take your class, why not have keith help?" Shiro questions, giving lance the dad look

"He will also be there, but he's working on his own study sooo" lance trailed off, looking behind shiro to see hunk next to the vending machine gesturing wildly for him to wrap it up with shiro "yeah I've really got to go, the friends are waiting." Lance slipped past the older man, giving him no time to reply before the boy had sprinted around the corner.
The boy ran face first into hunks chest, getting knocked to the ground. Giving him an odd sense if de'ja'voo.

"Dude what the hell.." Lance huffed loudly and rubbed his forehead in pain and irritation. Hunk gave lance an apologetic look before quietly ushering him down the hall and into his dorm.

Pidge looked up from her bed, her expression turned to relief as she saw lance "oh thank god your here! I thought I was going to explode!" Pidge exclaimed, jumping from her bed and awakening Keith in the process whom was asleep in his bunk. Lance smiled nervously at the messy haired boy
"Wha...what? Oh lance, hey." Keith said with a tired smile,
"Good to see you mullet." Lance said with teasing eyes. He had gotten used to the idea of teasing his friends, much to their dismay.
Keith burried his face back into his pillow and growled at lances  comment saying a muffled 'its not a mullet' causing lance to scoff as he took a seat on the sofa next to hunk.
Lance draped himself over the larger man and stuck his tongue out at the black haired boy.
"Ok, now that we are all here." Pidge said as she plopped herself on keiths bed, getting an annoyed groan before he sat up and glared at the three "It is time, for the ultimate MOVIE MARATHON." Pidge announced getting a loud cheer from lance and hunk, but a small whoop from keith who was dead on his feet.
"Jeez keith, are ok?" Lance asked with a worried look. It had been months since lance had become friends with the boy, he'd like to think they were close- brothers even, but he has yet to tell keith the truth about himself.  This thought brought worry into lances mind that seemed to unconsciously affect Keith as well.
"M'fine." Keith grumbled, looked away from the cuban boy with a scowl,
Lance frowned at the other, all concern vanishes at his half response
"Whatever, Mullet." He huffed, turning his back completely on the backel haired boy.
Pidge looked at hunk with wide eyes, silently communicating her concern, hunk returns the look.
"Hey come on guys, let's not fight. We are here to have a good time and watch disney." Hunk said, breaking the two boys out of their funk temporarily.
"Sorry Hunk, didn't get much sleep." Keith said, sitting up from his bed and seating himself on hunks other side
"Man I told you not to stay up! You know how you get when tired." Hunk exclaimed with an exasperated look

"I know, I know." Keith waved him off before looking to lance with an apologetic smile "Sorry dude, dont mind me." Lance looked at keith with wide nervous eyes

"Oh I uh- its ok!." Lance chuckles stiffly "im not any better."

"Well now that, thats sorted. We can finally start!" Pidge announced. the shorter girl leaped from Keith's bed to the pile of disney movies on the floor
"Since the movies belong to lance, he gets to pick the first one we watch." Lance perked up from where he had leaned himself on Hunk

"ALLADIN!" The tanned boy shrieked

"Lol, should've known, you've always had a thing for guys with flowing black hair." Pidge chuckled, putting in the movie

Lances face grew red as he sputtered "I-I-I Do NoT." He argued, shoving his face into his hands in embarrassment

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Keith groaned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, the dorm was dark, lit only by the blue screen of the monitor that sat infront of the couch.
Keith lifted his head and peared blurrily to the floor to see Hunk and Pidge sprawled out surrounded by empty snack bags and soda bottles, keith sighed and and attempted to shift from the uncomfortable position he was twisted in on the couch that had caused half his body to lose circulation.
Keith froze in his blind efforts when a soft groan sounded from against his chest, he looked down and could barely make out the figure of lance sleeping against his chest, their legs intertwined and lances arms wrapped loosely around keith back,

"Fuck." Keith whispered to himself as his face started to grow hot, How had they ended up in this position?? Keith thought to himself.
Keith stiffly relented to lye still and not risk waking the taller boy, he settled back in the couch with a soft sigh, letting the confines of sleep take him once again
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Lance groaned, burying his face deeper into the couch ?
Something had woken the boy up, but he was too tired to figure out what.
Lance took a deep painful breath, causing him to sit up in alarm- so thats whats wrong.
The tall boy untangled himself from the whatever was on the coach with him, earning a displeased groan as the recipient started to wake.
Panic. The first word the pops into lances head as he hears the mystery couch speak.
"Lance..?" Keith said confused with drowsiness "are you alright?" Lance snapped his head to meet keiths gaze, nearly impossible in this dark. Now wide awake lance forced himself to stand from the couch
"Im Fine." He wheezed barely able to breath. Lance slapped keiths worried hands away and made his way stiffly to the bathroom closing the door behind him. Locking it.
Lance leaned against the door frame, catching his breath before squeezing out of his binder.
Leaving the boy a light headed and gasping for air.
Lance sat curled on the cold floor for who knows how long, gaining his bearings. He always ended up like this, Lance thought. No matter how much better he thought he'd become, he still relys on that thing to make him feel normal. He always ended up in the same pathetic position on the floor, he hated it.
A soft knock on the door snapped lance out of his reverie of self loathing,
"Hey lance..are you ok? You've been in there for ages." There was a twinge of nervousness in keiths muffled voice.
Lance leaned his head back against the cold door and breathed a sigh,
"Yeah...im ok." He croaked out. The tanned boy stood on shaky legs before unlocking the door and opening it a crack.
"I just uh, I-I'm..." lance looked at keith with tired, lifeless eyes "I, it doesn't matter..." keith stood there stunned as lance gently pushed past him, taking his leave on the sofa.
"G-goodnight then..." he said finally, making his way to his own bunk, ignoring how lonely it felt with just him.

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