Klance fluff//angst//smut

~̲̅𝒮̲̅𝑔̲̅𝒩̲̅𝑜̲̅ℒ̲̅𝑒̲̅ℬ̲̅ ̲̅𝒯̲̅𝒾̲̅ ̲̅𝑒̲̅ℛ̲̅𝑒̲̅ℋ̲̅𝓌̲̅~̲̅

(Called ~Where it Belongs~)
Dude I made that title at 3 am and I have no fücking clue how I did it, wtf?
daz my dog💕
his name's shaggy(I wrote this a while ago(aka over a year ago) but uhm sadly he has passed away(when I wrote this I was planning on posting it, then I completely forgot about it but here we are now finally getting it posted))
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lance pov

"Keith!" i called up the stairs, "can you come here a second? i need your help!!"

i waited a couple of minutes before walking upstairs and into our bedroom, "keith!" he didn't listen, "keith how about you get off your fucking ass and do something for once!?" i yelled, ripping out his earbuds.

"what the hell!?"

"get the fuck up and help me downstairs! everyone is going to be back soon and this place is fucking trashed!!" he rolled his eyes before standing up. he walked out of the room and went down the stairs. "are you even going to talk!?"

"maybe if you weren't being such a dick i would!" he growled. i fell silent while he cleaned.

slowly i started cleaning, "i wouldn't have to be so mean if you would listen!"

he slammed the things in his hands down, "Well i'm sorry that you've been being a dick to me the entire time they've been gone!! I didnt even do anything to need to be treated the way you've been treating me!!" he yelled, before leaving to clean the living room.

"How the hell have i been being a dick to you!?" i heard a crash from the living room and him cuss.

"You should know lance!" he yelled, another crash, "Ever sense they left you've been distant! I don't fucking understand it because i didn't do anything before they left! you just randomly started ignoring me and getting mad for no reason!!"

"For no reason!?" i dropped what was in my hand and walked into the living room, "There's something that you did!! But no!!! you have to act like it didn't fucking happen!!"

"What the fuck did i do then huh!?" he yelled,

"You've been hanging out with matt all the damn time, barely talking to me!!"

"That's why your mad!?" he yelled, we were too busy arguing to realize that they had just gotten home. "Well i'm sorry that i wanted to hang out with my fucking friend!! I don't get why your so god damn mad over it! He's just a fucking FRIEND!!"

"It doesn't seem that way sense he's all you talk about!!"

"You know what? i thought you actually fucking trusted me! but now i see that i was wrong!!" he ripped off his promise ring, "At least i don't get mad when your hanging out with one of your good FRIENDS!!!" he yelled at me, before walking over, "take the damn ring back. you don't trust me. then... we're over." he pushed past me and ran up the stairs.

i stared down at the ring in my hand, tears streaming down my face, before looking up to see an extremely shocked group of people staring at me.

keiths pov [:<

i ran up the stairs, tears threatening to fall. running into my old room, i slammed the door finally letting the tears fall as i locked it.

"i thought he loved me..." i whispered to myself, before walking into my personal bathroom. i looked in the mirror, and at my neck, seeing hickeys here and there.

i got mad and pulled the mirror off the wall, and set it on the ground. i opened one of my drawers and pulled out my knife... the one from my mom.