Klance oneshots

punch your way out of it all

Lance watched quietly, eyes slightly wide and he felt his finger twitch at the scene in front of him, as if he wanted to reach out and touch it, maybe with that he'd process what the hell was going on sooner.

There was that guy, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose but he didn't really seemed to care about it, all he did about it was to try and wipe it with his sleeve, which only managed to smear the blood, yet still in that condition that guy managed to act like he'd ran out of fucks to give.

Lance could see it, the exhaustion, in every single step he took, the way he held his posture yet he hadn't failed to surprise lance, he was glaring down at the other male towering over him, eyes blazing with something lance couldn't put his finger on it, seemed like this guy with the mullet was going to be that quiet but dangerous asian guy. Honestly, it made lance wonder what dragged him into this, fighting a guy twice over his size. he was a good fighter, the way he moved around gracefully told lance that he was deffinitely not a rookie in this, this guy fought like an experienced fighter, though lance believed he couldn't be older than 20 years old. But...this bulkyass guy was either... out of his league, or there was something wrong with the asian dude. He seemed to carry his wounds pretty well, but the shallow breaths and the slight paleness of his skin told lance that there was more than what the guy showed.

With a powerful sweep, he was lying on the ground with the giant asshole pinning him to the concrete, and lance didn't need to cling at the railing to see the guy still glaring at his enemy, eyes brimming with a rage that left lance wondering how someone as small looking as him could hold such a rage. Lance tensed up when he realized the boy was too exhausted to fight back, hand snapping to his belt and quickly, he pulled out his gun, aiming for the giant guy and-

BANG!

A sharp inhale of breath, a muffled thump and the giant fell right on the guy he was pinning. If it wasn't a serious situation lance would've laughed at the exasperated expression on the asian guy's face. With a swift motion he pushed the dead man on top of him away, carefully standing on his feet.

"Who are you?" The hot headed asian asked, eyes narrowed as he looked at the cuban up and down. Lance grinned, letting his hand which held his most trusted gun fall to his side as he approached the other male in slow, delibrate steps.

"I am not your enemy." Lance paused, watching as the guarded, angry look on the male's face morphed into a frown of confusion, "you're just like me." Keith crossed his arms defensively, though for a moment something flashed across his eyes, but as soon as it came it was gone.

"And what makes you think like that? You don't know me, and i don't know you." The blue eyed male only smirked in response.

"You were forced into this too, weren't you?" His purple eyes slightly widened and lance hummed in satisfacation, shifting his weight from a foot to another.

"How did you-"

"Oh trust me, i've been there." Lance shrugged, placing his gun back on it's holster on his waist, "besides, it's ridiculously obvious if you came here with your free will, or those assholes just dragged your ass over here." The asian's face went blank as he hugged himself, eyes staring at the dirt before him. Lance could guess what was going on in his mind. Three years ago there was a tanned guy standing where this asian stood, gun in his hands and anger and confusion battled for dominence in his deep, blue eyes.

With a sigh, lance stuck out a hand, staring right into those pair of ridiculously bright violet eyes, "i'm lance. Lance mcclain." He stared at lance's hand for a moment, then back at the cuban and the moment lance started to regret what he did and went to pull his hand back, a pale hand clasped into his and lance looked down at the male in surprise.

"Keith. Keith kogane." Lance's confused stare morphed into a grin, "so, i was thinking about messing up some stuff in here, you in?" They pulled their hands away and keith shrugged, a faint smirk tugging up his lips.

"They did drag me into this hellhole..." His purple eyes shimmered in detemination and for a moment lance thought he saw a shooting star pass through that galaxy of violet.

"I'm in."