Truth be told... he didn't entirely hate talking to Lance. He was funny and constantly engaged in what ever Keith said. Which make him feel like his words actually had worth.
"Who's your favorite singer?" Lance questioned. Resting his head in the palm of his hand, smiling warmly to the other.
Keith did feel like a bit of Lance was fake. There was no way a teenage boy could be so happy working to help a guy with anger issues. The way his lips curled into a warm smile, how his clear blue eyes stayed glued to him, even the way he sat facing toward him made Keith feel like some of it was staged.
"I used to be into bands, like metal bands." He stated blandly. "But I've gotten into the singer Joji recently."
Joji was a nice artist. Most of his songs were calming and provided comfort for Keith. Completely opposite to the roaring drums of My Chemical Romance or Sleeping with Siren.
"Joji? Never heard of him." Lance murmured. Quickly he slid his phone out and pulled up YouTube. "Can you show me your favorite song by him?"
Keith paused. He didn't expect Lance to actually want to listen to his music. Slowly he took the others phone and typed in his face song before handing it back.
"Im not really allowed to have phones n' shit around me. Apparently im 'prone to stealing." He murmured grumpily. "So listen to it later."
Lance nodded as he slipped his phone back into his pocket.
"So why are you here?" He questioned.
Keith glanced over. He studies Lances face for a second, trying to decide if he was trying to pull some therapy shit on him. After coming to the realization that the soft blue eyes and furrowed brows that were worn on his face were in fact saying he was trying to counsel Keith, he stood.
"Because." He stated dryly. He didn't like when people tried to pick him apart. Try to 'fix' him. He wasn't broken. He didn't need to be fixed.
What he needed was a fucking family.
"Im going back to my room." Before Lance could reply he was already walking down the hall that lead to his room. His cold, isolated room.
Shiro was most likely going to be upset that he just left Lance and didn't do the full seasons of therapy. But to be fair, Keith never did anything that made Shiro happy.
After closing the door to his room he flopped onto his bed.
These shit chapters are short bc idk what to write
Gimmie ideas
This is also for the person who said they'd pop a bottle in my ass
-chris
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Listen, Kid.{ Klance, Kangst}
FanfictionKeith Kogane has been letting his anger control his whole life. Causing him to get in trouble with the law more times than he can count. Though once he gained his first patrol officer at 15, things only went down hill from there. After finding himse...
