Happiness · Klance

Our what?!

Keith's POV

A week has passed since their sleepover and Keith couldn't ask for better friends. They were all so accepting and actually...liked him.  At least he thought they did.

But having friends was sometimes really confusing. Just...why did they have to hang out every day? He'd rather stay in bed and listen to music. 
Well, he always thought he would before hanging out with them, but while he was there with them, he'd like it to never be over.

They were all specia- 

"-eith? KEITH!"

He jumped and looked up, only to get his jacket shoved in his face.

"You have to go to school now!", Holly yelled in his face. Oops.
"Sorry", he said and quickly pulled it on.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, he saw Holly's eyebags and shook his head. His foster parents hadn't gotten a lot of sleep the past week. They'd found out Tom's sister, who is also Holly's best friend, has cancer and they just don't have enough money to pay for an operation to help her.

He quickly turned around and walked towards her. "Keith? What're you doing? You have to-"

He hugged her. Something he rarely did. Holly sniffed and hugged back. 

"I love you, mom" "I love you too, Keith. Now go", his mother smiled.

*time skip*

Keith stood in front of the representation plan. He forgot he didn't have any classes today. Great. Now he had to walk home...

Keith hummed along to Crybaby by Melanie Martinez while walking. 

Suddenly he stopped. He had the feeling someone was watching him. He looked to his right and saw the same alley that man had pulled him into a week ago. He got scared and took out his phone.

Ashley needs an ashtray
Members: Allura, Hunk, Lance, Pidge, Shiro, You

Keith:
Guys?
Help me, please.
I'm scared.
I think I'm being watched.
I'm in on the opposite side of The Lions'.
Next to an alleyway.
Please read this.
Pleassjegdsfa

Keith whimpered as a hand was placed over his mouth. "Remember me?" 'Shit.'

Lance's POV

Lance snickered as Pidge failed to eat her cake and it fell off the spoon and onto her lap. "SHIT!"
"Language!" "Oh shut up."
Lance was about to say something, when he noticed his phone was buzzing like crazy. He picked it up and looked who texted him. Ashley needs an ashtray? Keith? He never texted something I there.

He clicked on it and saw his messages. His eyes widened. "Pidge, look!"

She read the messages and gasped. "Shit let's go, call Shiro!"
He nodded and did so.

*Time skip*

They got there in 5 minutes, having already called the police. They walked into the alley, Shiro at the lead with a baseball bat in his hand. Lance was starting to hear some whimpers coming from behing a trash container. Shiro ran behind it and smacked something with the baseball bat. Pidge and Lance heard a grunt and thud. Keith came out from behind the container ten second later with Keith in his arms.

"Shhh, it's okay...", he whispered to the crying boy. "H-he was about to-" "I know, Keith, I know."

Lance and Pidge turned around at footsteps heading their way. The police were there. Good.

*2 hours later*

The group, Allura and Hunk having joined them just now, sat in Keith's room, the boy still having puffy eyes. His parents just started crying when the found out and hugged him for 5 minutes straight. After that, the group went into his room and tried to cheer him up. It kinda worked. 

"Hey, Keith? Why did Cinderella get kicked off the soccer team?"

"I don't know why?"

"Because she kept running from the ball!"

Shiro, Pidge, Hunk and Allura facepalmed, but Keith...he burst out laughing.
Lance grinned and winked at the others.

Another three hours later the others had to go and they stood downstairs at the door, Keith hugging everyone. "Thank you, guys. For coming and-" "It's no problem. You're part of our group now. We love you.", Lance said. Keith teared up and hugged him once again. "Thank you, Sharpshooter. And don't forget our date next week." He winked and closed the door.

"Our what?!"