Together (Klance Oneshots)

Chapter 8 - He's Gone (Angst/Fluff)

Author Note
Hiii!!! I'm not dead! I'm sorry I haven't posted anything. I've been very sick and very busy. I have FINALLY gotten time to write. ALSO..... WE HIT 1K AHHHHHH!!!!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAY!!! 🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉
     So I have decided to write this depressing thing of a story. And since we see a lot of Lance's depression I figured why not flip it around and get a look into Keith's side of things...
     Love you all enjoy! ❤

❓Requests❓

⚠Warnings:
- Loss
     - Depression
     - Angst (a lot of it)
    

Voltron AU
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WHOOSH!!

The leveling bot swung his sword hard at Keith. He was in the training room at what could only be assumed as very early in the morning. Keith was fighting, fighting and attacking the bad dreams that kept him up at night. Fighting in the only way he ever knew how.

Shiro has gone missing about a week ago. Mysteriously gone from the black lion after Voltron's fight with Zarkon. Two months and it was still hurting as bad as it was that day. Keith couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't do much of anything except fight. Fight hard and rough because it was the only way he knew how to cope with the feeling of loss.

You see, Keith never had anything to lose until today. His life before Voltron lacked the essence of something to lose. He never had any family, never had any friends. There was nothing before Voltron and before he found Shiro.

When he joined the team he was given that essence, he was given a family, a home, a place where he could belonged. He knew who he was... what he was.

     And that was taken away in a blink of an eye... SHING! Keith's blade passed through the leveling bot severing it's head form it's body.

     "Level 36 cleared. Starting level 37."

     Keith was panting but got back into his fighting stance, something that had been drilled into his head. By Shiro. Next thing Keith knew he was staring at the ceiling and someone was yelling.

     "End training sequence!! Keith!?"

     Everything went black.

[Time skip brought to you by Zarkon at a luau 🕺🏼]

(Lance P.O.V)
     I was heading back to my room when I passed by the training room.

     "Level 36 cleared. Starting level 37."

     What??? Who the hell is on level 36? I walked over to he door to see Keith spreading his legs, crouching down, and raising his sword.

Of course it was Keith, he was amazing at everything and contrary to popular belief I didn't hate him for it. I admired him for his skill set, it was one of the many things that I liked about him. Even though I acted like I hated him, I really just wanted to talk to him and mess with him. Try to get him to laugh sometimes, to let him know that he wasn't alone.

     I knew Keith had it hard, no family and nothing to go back to on Earth. So I tried to help a little, with my stupid jokes, and annoying flirts. Even feeling annoyed was better than feeling alone and sad. If that's one of the only thing I could give the guy I've liked since the Garrison, then I would give it.