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Lance x Reader

Requested by a friend

You had noticed the change in Lance a while ago. Every time you asked he would brush it off with a laugh and some crazy joke. It always made you very mad but you always left it alone. You never have seen him cry or in any kind of sad mood, so you left him alone but it worried you.

Today you realized Lance seemed strange. He had no smile, you noticed that he didn't seem all there this morning at the breakfast table. He hadn't said a word and he was sitting there playing with his food.

Nobody noticed the difference in Lance. When you asked Keith over the past few months he brushed it off.  you weren't sure though. You always kept tabs on him. It wasn't because you loved him; it was because you care about him. You were going to go talk to him about it.

After breakfast was over you followed him out and to his room, you stopped in his doorway. He turned to you and gestured for you to come in. He still wasn't talking.

"I'm worried about you, Lance," you said. He patted the seat next to him.

"I've got a sore throat. I promise you I'm fine. Okay? I promise," he whispered. His voice was scratchy and it kind of came in and out. He was sick but you still wanted to talk about everything else you hve been wondering over the last few months.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Can I ask you another question?"

"Yeah, I don't see why not. Go ahead."

"Are you okay, like not in the physical sense, but I mean do you feel happy?"

"Do I feel happy?" he repeated. "Will you keep it between us?" he whispered.

I nodded, "I swear I will. It would be mean if I didn't."

"Some people are like that."

You had a feeling he was talking about Allura there. For the most part, she kept your secrets, but there was one time she wanted you to tell the team for bonding purposes. If she thought it would help the team or make them stronger she would want you to share it. She was a good person though. She wanted you all to succeed.

"Oh, well I promise I am not like that," you whispered.

"Well, here goes nothing. I make my self feel lonely. At first, I didn't realize it, then I realized throughout the day I would think, 'they don't care about me' 'im not important to this team'." he whispered, he was in tears.

You could not believe he felt like this. He is important to everyone. He is a vital part of this team. without him where would you all be? It was unreal.

"Lance, do you actually believe you don't belong on this team? You are as important. You matter to us. You matter to the team. You. Matter." you said standing up and coming in front of him. "You matter to me."

"But-"

"No. You are a very necessary part of this team. You are a Paladin of the Blue Lion. You are a complete and utter goofball, but you are very, very smart. You make us smile and laugh. You are the best sharpshooter. You protect everyone on this team selflessly, and I'm not going to lie... I hate that about you but we're thankful for you."

He was full blown crying at this point and you let him. He pulled you into his lap and you held him while he cried. You ran your fingers through his hair and rubbed his back.

"Everyone thinks that I am a player. They think I'm cocky. I'm not a good pilot. I'm childish." he cried harder and you pulled back from his hug and grabbed his chin and tilted it up to look into his eyes.

"You are not a player. You have never once got with any of the people you have flirted with. You are not cocky. You have a mask you wear in front of your friends. You may come off cocky to them, but right here, right now, you are not cocky. Yes, Keith may be a better pilot than you are but you have always tried to better your self. you never gave up on that. You a very determined person and I'm proud of you for that. And yes, you are childish and it is never a bad thing. I love you."

"You love me?" he asked and you nodded and kissed his cheek. " I love you too."

You held him until he calmed down and cried himself to sleep in your arms and you not soon after. You were going to help him move past this. You were going to help him love himself.

(A/N) Have a good day/night!