Love is Fatal

Flowers and Blood

Lance didn't know when he fell, but he did, and hard. The rogue rose petal in his shaking hands was enough evidence of that. The Cuban's fingers closed around the petal before he curled in on himself, tucking his hand holding the petal to his chest. There he sat, curled in a ball on the bathroom floor, heart wrenching sobs pouring from his mouth. He was lucky the walls were sound proof or else he'd be screwed. Scratch that, he's already screwed. Lance toppled onto his side, still curled in a ball and cried himself into a dark, dreamless sleep.

From then on Lance struggled to keep anyone from knowing. He knew the team was worried. He left too many times during practice for them to become concerned and suspicious. Still, no one expected at thing.

Then a fight happened and Lance was dying. He struggled to breathe as he flew his lion around. Then the last monster was blasted to pieces, by him nonetheless. He smiled brightly, his eyes sparkling like the ocean in mid-July. But a beautiful voice trickled over the comms, congratulating him. That was his downfall. He started to cough violently, bloody petals and flowers spewing out of his mouth with waterfalls of blood. Lance faintly heard the other paladins' voices over the comms and Blue's frantic, worried voice in his head. Someone came in from the door behind Lance. He heard a choked sob then he was being cradled against someone's chest armor.

"Why didn't you tell anyone you had hanahaki?!" That someone cradling him shouted, panicked.

"The person I love...would never...love me...back." Lance struggled to choke out the words.

"Who?! Who would never love you?! You're Lance!" The voice pitched in surprise and confusion.

Lance forced his eyes open to see who he was talking to. When his eyes focused he squeezed them shut again, tears cascading down his soft cheeks whilst leaving trail marks in the blood.

"Lance..?"

"You."

A muted gasp of terror filled surprise swirled into Lance's ears.

"I-I'm sorry.."

Lance's ocean eyes opened.

"Don't be...it's alright. I already knew this would happen."

A cough sounded from Lance, more blood and petals filled Blue's cockpit.

"Just don't miss me too much...I'm sure you'll find love...you're so beautiful...I...love...you..."
Lance's hand dropped back to the ground and his chest stilled.

"Come back! Come back...you idiot.." sobs wracked the ravenette as he buried his face into Lance's soft brown hair, "I-I love you too. Please come back to me...Please! No....no...LANCE!!"

The black haired male curled around the Cuban peppering him with kisses that he'd never feel nor would ever return.