Klance oneshots

Home is in Your Arms

(JUST FOR THE RECORD, I have two OC's in this story, Roy and Amanda. They're like Keith's best band friends. There are some really sweet and sentimental moments between them and Keith, however this is a Klance Oneshot story, so the scenes shouldn't be interpreted like I ship them. Klance forever. Anyways, enjoy!)

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Lance McClain.

22 year old Cuban student in the Garrison Military Academy.

Sniper class.

Temporarily Stationed in North Korea.

He had been away on a post mission with his commander Shiro, his best friend and the team's engineer Hunk, The team's hand-to-hand combatant Allura, the team's technical manager Pidge, and their brother who was also a hand-to-hand combatant Matt. Shiro just so happened to be the older brother of Lance's boyfriend, Keith, who was a master swordsman, but decided to follow what he wanted to do and go to school for music and art. He was still in Florida, and Lance and the team were in North Korea, which just so happened to be Keith's birth country. The boy was adopted into the Shirogane family, but he kept his own Last Name; it was the last shred of relation he had to his parents who he never knew. Keith had a marching band performance that day and he stood in line, his drum on his chest. After they'd played their songs, the plan was to march back on inside and take a break. When they went inside, the news was on the TV. Keith usually didn't pay attention to that kind of stuff, but his ears perked up when he heard, "-On a side note, there was a North Korean Military Base for the Garrison Academy blown up last night." Keith's eyes widened and he turned to the screen to see the picture of the Base Lance showed him before they'd left. Keith continued listening to the news, his eyes wide in anxiety and fear.

"- As of now, there are 27 dead, 62 injured. The bomb was dropped by a Galran VS18 drone plane, and from out knowledge, most of the camp is destroyed. Here is the list of people who were at the base: Lila Love, Casey Summers, Nathan Collins..." Keith's heart raced as they started listing the names of the people who were at the base. He was praying not to hear the names of his friends...

"Devon Green, Dagger Fuji, Eric Adrex, Takashi Shirogane, Lance McClain-" Keith felt his world collapse in a matter of seconds. Takashi Shirogane. Shiro. His team was there. Lance was on his team. His boyfriend. His brother. They might be...
"WOAH, KEITH!" Amanda and Roy yelled as Keith started falling backwards. His lungs felt like they were closing and he started shaking, gripping his hair. He did that whenever he started to get a panic attack.
Shiro might be gone. His friends might be gone. His boyfriend might be gone. They could be dead. He started hearing their voices as if they were deceased and he started crying.
"Keith, what's wrong? What-" Amanda started, but Roy tapped her shoulder and nodded his head back. Amanda looked at the screen and then back at Keith, who was pale and shaking. She gave a shocked gasp and sighed.
"Oh, Keith..." Amanda and Roy surrounded Keith in a hug.
"Th-they can't be... h-he promised h-he'd come h-home..." Keith cried. Roy and Amanda looked to each other and then continued comforting Keith. They both knew how much Lance and Shiro meant to Keith. They were the only family he had left and he might've just lost them. He couldn't live with himself if he lost his family again.
"P-please, n-no..." he cried out. He hid his face in his hands. There's no way he could survive if he lost this family too. This was his last chance for survival. If he lost them... he was done...

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Keith wasn't into it. Everyone could tell when they went up marching that Keith wasn't entirely there. His skin was pale and his eyes were dull. His hands were shaking heavily while holding his drumsticks and his eyes were wet from tears. The other members of the marching band all gave each other nervous and worried looks; they were worried for their friend. Even though none of them except Amanda and Roy knew him that well, the whole marching band treated each other like siblings. They were all beyond worried for their bandmate. After the crowd cheered, they turned around to see Keith already going to drop off his drum. Amanda and Roy exchanged worried looks before running off to find him. Having both being trumpeters, it made it easier to follow Keith, who was carrying a drum on him. He dropped it and ran back to the locker room, tears pouring down his face. He ran to the corner and sat hunched over, tears falling freely from his eyes, before he covers them and sobs silently.