Langst (One shots)

Dinner

A/U Trigger Warnings at end of chapter, enjoy, 560 words :3

The team was all sitting around the table eating. Well- everyone else was eating, Lance just wasn't hungry- never was. 

No one actually cared thought, they were used to it. 

Even when they brought it up Lance would just brush it off or change the subject.

They only asked cause they thought it was rude that he wasn't eating the food they were providing for him. 

They don't actually care about him.....probably never did.

The paladins began leaving the table one by one punctuating the time of their late dinner with yawns and murmured good nights.

Lance was still sitting at the table, his eyes glassed over, when Keith shook him lightly.

"Lance-Hey Lance you alright?" Keith asked with his hand on Lances shoulder.

Lance whipped his head around, having not realized everyone else was gone and probably already asleep. "Uh-Uhm- Yeah yeah." but his tone made it sound like a question.

With raised eyebrows Keith asked "Are you sure? You seemed kinda out of it."

Lance shook off Keith's hands, standing up, he said in a weak voice "You should go to bed now its getting late." He stepped back and stumbled a bit.

Keith didn't move to help steady him- he had been stumbling a lot lately. "Alright, you should to. Good night" 

Lance shivered as he watched Keith's retreating back. 

cold

Lance turned around, his arms wrapped around himself, and he headed to his room. 

At one point he had to stop and lean on the wall because his legs got another weak spell.

He had finally made it to his room.

Lance walked over to his mirror. He slowly lifted up his shirt to reveal his rib cage and barely any stomach. He sighed and dropped his shirt.

this is taking to long

He got up and walked crookedly over to his dresser. He shifted through some stuff and there it was.

Plan B

He practically fell on his bed as he tripped over, looking down there was nothing there, just his clumsy legs. 

He sighed and scooted into the corner of his bed. He looked at the pill bottle in his hands, he had originally taken them from his fathers assortment of medication before he had left for the garrison. 

He unscrewed the lid and poured a couple of the pills into his shaking hand. Seven. Seven pills in his hand. Not a very lucky number-anymore. he grabbed a bottle of water from off his floor and downed the pills cringing at the taste, immediately wanting to throw them up. Instead he poured more pills into his hand and did it again.

and again

and again

And again, until he had taken more than half of the pills.

As his mind began to go fuzzy he pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around himself one last time. His normally shivering body was slowly calming down until it didn't have the energy to shake anymore.

He had heard that this was the most painful way to die, besides torture or starvation, so naturally he had made it his Plan B.

Lance could tell it was working. He could feel his body slowly shutting down.

Tears fell from Lances eyes as he took his last breath. 

Team Voltron could finally save the universe...... now that he was out of the way

A/U Alright i hope you enjoyed this chapter TW: Suicide, Starvation, Pills, Eating Disorder, Anxiety. !Music not mine! 560 words Ill probably be updating again soon so watch out for that but till then, may the rainbow be with you