Voltron Legendary Defender Boy Scenario/story

~ Resolving differences ~

***ANNOUNCEMENT***

A lot of people were asking why I haven't put Matt into this book and it's because I am still trying to figure out the (y/n) character and other kinks which I had to figure out for the rest of the boys. This will bring out more of Pidge as well. Another group was asking for some of the Baes of Marmora and villains. I'm not going to do them atm because that's around thirteen characters and writing four is bad enough for me. So no, I won't be doing other people. The only character I am including is Matt Holt because he's just smoking hot xD

Guys, this is the time when you need to collect all humility inside yourselves to say sorry. Who else has small problems with these moments? It's hard, isn't it? In this update, I'm going to ask questions about your experiences! You don't have to share if you don't want to, sometimes connecting with people are fun. I remember I ran into someone who has accidentally run into a tree right after falling out of one. I thought I was the only one stupid enough to do something like that but nope! I wasn't alone.

Remember, forgiveness is a medicine that everyone needs. Withholding it from people is like drinking poison thinking that it'll kill them and fix you. It's doesn't work, kind of like drinking. It's better to fix the problem rather than hoping that it'll go away. Aheh, it doesn't work.

Quote of the day!

"The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has been before"

- Albert Einstein

KEITH

You breathed a sigh, looking up at the ceiling from your bed. It had been a full week since you last saw him and you were beginning to feel like you needed him. Once you started to feel alone, all feelings of resentment and anger were thrown out the window. Granted, Keith was a large emo who thought like a single man but he was loyal, strong and resilient.

You cringed, remembering how you stormed out immaturely. The only reason you were able to move out so easily was that your parents thought you were responsible enough to leave the nest and look where you were! You acted childishly in front of your boyfriend and waited a whole week to isolate yourself from him while the thing you should have done was resolve the problem.

You let out a lip raspberry and sat up to change. You weren't going to apologise in exercise shorts and a pyjama crop top. So you exchanged those clothes for a simple t-shirt and jean shorts. Your hair was just flopping around, maybe just a simple brush?

You flapped your arms in the air and just walked out the door. You were a mess anyway, why not show it? You snorted at your joke and walked out the door to the level above where Keith was.

"Top bunk," you laughed. You shoved your hands in your pocket and stood at the door. You lifted your hand to knock but as your hand moved to meet the door, the door noped and showed Keith instead. "K-Keith?" You gasped.

Keith threw his arms you and held you tighter than he ever had. He started to tremble, his breaths becoming shallow with every gasp of air. You leant your head against his shoulder and sighed. You missed this. The smell of his shirt, his arms around your back and his voice. His damn voice.

"Keith I'm here," you whispered.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," he cried. Your eyes started to tear when you heard him apologise.