he loves me not (Klance)

blood and roses

Jfc as i started to write this Michael in the bathroom started playing expect angst.

Lance was the first to wake up at five am, before the sun was up. He shifted of the couch careful to note nudge hunk's or pidge's slumber. He sat at his desk and opened his laptop. He reluctantly typed "hanahaki disease" into the search engine.

Lance was still on his computer when pidge and hunk came back to life. They had woken up at nine am. Pidge and hunk had panicked when they didn't see lance sitting on the couch next to them like he was the precious night. They found him hunched over his laptop in complete darkness except for the light glowing from his screen.

Lance had dark bags under his eyes and an exasperated slump to his mouth. He was scrolling angrily through websites and scowling at the same words again and again. Light flooded lances room as a worried hunk ran to his side followed by pidge. Lance quickly snapped his laptops screen down and plastered a smile on his tired face.

Lamce knew hunk and pidge couldn't see through lance's fake looks, at least so far in their friendship they haven't. Thats one thing lance qas always good at, hiding his emotions behind walls so no one could see them. "Hey hunk, pidge" lance said with the most beaming voice he could muster. In return, they gave him concerned glances.

Lance stood there a smile on his face and his friends looking at him  for what felt like an eternity. He couldn't take the silence much longer " im starving, lets get breakfast and coffee?" Lance stood up and started ro walk twoards hus door, he made a waving motion with his hands for his friends to follow him.

Hunk ended up making breakfast for everyone while lance and pidge played mario kart. Pidge was in the lead and lance was in third. Lance through a blue shell at pidge and enfed up missing as he went into a coughing fit. He rushed to the bathroom and locked the door behind him. He rushed to the garbage can, deep red rose petals and blood falling from his throught.

Pidge had decided that they would go get coffee at ten thirty to eleven so that her old friend could join them. Lance was in the bathroom for a great while, wich was starting to worry hunk and pidge. After ten minutes of lance being absent from the group pidge knocked on the door. "Lance, buddy breakfast is done" pidge said voice sweet and worried. A minute passed and lancecame out of the bathroom with a smile planted on his face as always.

They ate breakfast in mostly silence, except for the occasional chatter from hunk and pidge. Hunk had made lances favorite, blueberry stuffed french toast. It was only used when hunk felt sorry for lance or a special occasion. Lance stuffed a fork full of the toast in his face, The taste of blood still lingered.

Lance had put on a casual blue striped t-shirt and blue jeans. Pidge and hunk were still in the same clothes they were in yesterday, just more wrinkled. Lance would offer his clothes but the three friends had such different body types it was stupid to try. Lance sighed as he pulled on his usual green jacket and headed for the front door.

They arived at a small coffee shop by lance's house. It was small but cozy small, the walls were decorated with beautiful paintings and fairy lights. The whole place had a "vintage fairytale" look to it. Pidge pick a booth for the group and pulled her phone out as she waved the others of to get coffee. Lance and hunk came with their respective orders plus the addition of pidge's drink in hunks other hand.

Hunk slid into the booth next to pidge, lance was across from them. Pidge sighed a breath of relief as the doors bell chimed. She waved and lance could hear a set of feet walk towards them. Lance turned around to see the cause of his pain, the person that failed to love lance back. Keith.

Okay so is this better im gonna go update the older chapters because they are shit but i would suggest you re-read them. The story line has changed from the old one i was using. Have a nice day :)