Voltron One Shots

Bitter Sweet (K/L)

Tw: homophobia, slurs, swearing

Lance couldn't help himself. He couldn't resist. Keith was too perfect, the way the moonlight reflected off his pale skin, the way he manages to taste exclusivity like the sun, all chocolate and heat. The way he smiles on top of him when they kiss.

He really couldn't stop it.

But if he could, why would he?

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Lance grew up on a farm. His mama spoke Spanish whenever she could. They had a cow named Snow White (not his idea!). Papa was always at work.

But it was good. Everything was always good. Until he met Keith. The damn boy was intoxicating, how could he be expected not to dream of kissing him under the stars? 8th grade and he had never kissed anyone. 9th grade and he had kissed two girls. 10th grade now. Two years of trying to hide his longing to take Keith on a mattress and kill anybody who had anything to say about it.

By 11th grade he had had 7 girlfriends. 13 first kisses. 2 one night stands.

He and Keith were best friends now. Keith was gay. Mama didn't like that. The first time Keith told Lance he liked boys was in 9th grade.

Keith always tells him that he has no idea how hard it is to be gay. Keith doesn't know that lance wants nothing more then to rip his clothes off and make out with the other boy. And would it be so hard to tell him?

Keith I'm bi. Keith I like boys and girls. Keith, I've known since 8th grade. Keith my family will kill me. Keith I have nowhere to live because mama kicked me out. Keith I love you.

And why did it have to be like this. Why did everyone get to find out like this.

"Lance McClain sucks dicks, and is a disgusting f*ggot"

The teachers asked him if he knew who did it. They wanted to help him. They weren't going to tell his parents.

Of course lance knew who it was. The only one he had ever told. His best friend in 8th grade. Lotor. Why he had waited until now was a mystery, but it didn't matter, because Lance knew he would be dead if he turned Lotor in

Once he was released from the office, well into second hour, the graffiti was gone. But it didn't matter. Everyone had seen it.

Lance walked to his second hour as if through sand, his feet were heavy, and it was hard to breathe. Keith wasn't in his second hour. But Rachel was.

Rachel, his twin sister. Rachel, who pulled his hair. Rachel, who would probably not betray him...

Lance McClain walks into second hour. Gym class. The teacher smiles at him. The other kids were playing basket ball. Rachel was to wrapped up in the game to see him come in. "You can sit today out Lance. And if you need anything I'm here."

"Thank you Ms. Johnson."

Lance falls down on the bleachers, staring up at the bright fluorescent lightbulbs.

Keith would hate him. Keith, sweet, beautiful keith, will know. That Lance lied to him for years. That Lance doesn't trust him. Trust anyone.

And Pidge, of course she would tease him. Pidge was nice. But she had been betting for years that someone was lying. That someone wasn't who they said they were.

Hunk would be upset, but he wouldn't be mean. Allura... Allura's parents led homophobic marches. Allura had been his first girlfriend. Allura had always kept her distance from Keith. And Allura would hate him.