Klance Oneshots

Smile? (Modern AU)

I am a depressed piece of trash so I bring you angst. There's virtually no fluff. You're welcome. SHKLANCE (one of my OTPs) This was supposed to be up two or three weeks ago. Whoops? Well, I'm going on a trip to Nashville this week, so no updates from Thursday to Sunday (26-29).  Oh, um plot: Lance has a depressive episode and Shiro and Keith help him through it. (if it's not what you go through, sorry. This is just what I go through.) Enjoy! 

     Numb. That's what Lance felt as he was eating with his boyfriends during dinner. Lance felt numb, like nothing mattered anymore. 

     "I'm not feeling well, I'm going to go to bed," Lance looked blankly at Keith and Shiro before he left his untouched pierogis on his plate.

     Shiro gave Keith a look and they both headed after Lance. They knew the signs of his depressive episodes, although the triggers are mostly nothing. They just happen. They found Lance in their bed, just blankly staring at the ceiling as he laid there covered in the blankets. Shiro went to Lance first and he sat on the bed also. 

     "Lance, can you tell us what you're feeling?" Shiro hoped Lance talking about it would help, but all Lance did was grunt and roll onto his side facing away from Shiro. 

     Shiro sighed and ran a hand through his hair, but he laid down next to Lance anyways. The latter whined and moved away, but the former wouldn't leave his side. (idk what i'm writing) Keith joined Shiro and he laid facing Lance, so the smaller one of the three was in the middle. Lance whined and a simple whine turned into crying as he reached out for Keith. Lance clung (i wanted to add two c's to 'clung') to Keith as he sobbed. Shiro went to rub Lance's back, but Lance just whined and moved away from Shiro and closer to Keith. 

     This happened sometimes. Lance would have a depressive episode and he would only want to be with Keith. No one knew why, not even Lance. Shiro would leave until Lance felt better and Lance would apologize to Shiro afterwards. 

     Shiro got off the bed and left the bedroom, leaving behind a sobbing Lance and a concerned Keith. He decided to make a special snack for when Lance feels better and he decided on brownies. (i want some)  

     Two hours later Lance was asleep and the brownies were finished an hour and a half ago. Keith came out of the bedroom and into the kitchen with some tears in his own eyes. 

     "It's getting worse, Shiro. I tried to calm Lance down and he suddenly got angry and lashed out at me. I thought he didn't need the medication anymore. Shiro, he was getting better!" Keith started crying so Shiro held him close and stroked a hand through his jet black hair.

     "Shh, It's okay. Lance is going to be fine, he has therapy tommorow. I scheduled it a few days ago. Lance will go and then he'll get a prescription and then we'll be back to normal, okay?" Keith was getting ready to respond but he was cut off by a sad voice. 

     "I don't wanna go back to therapy," Lance was standing at the doorway to the kitchen in one of Shiro's shirts and he held his blue lion plushy close to his chest, "They don't care for me. It's their job. I'm not going!" 

     "This isn't up for discussion, Lance. You need more help than Keith and I can give you," Shiro started to speak softer after seeing Lance flinch at the sudden slight raise of his voice.  (happens to me, a girl slightly raised her voice at me and i started crying-during band camp too)  

     Lance cried some more and he left to their shared bedroom, leaving a tired Keith and Shiro in the kitchen. 

     No happy ending. *shrugs* I don't care how they end, really. Umm, request things I guess. Or not. I don't care at this point. Hey, when it takes a lot of energy just to go up and down stairs I'm not giving much energy to writing.