Voltron Oneshots !DISCONTINUED!

💙Heartbreak Pt2❤️

A/n: so i got a suggestion from the last part in the comments and i had many ideas so here we go again! This time from lances perspective and then fluctuating between the two ^^

Regret.
Little did Keith know that Lance was going through almost the same heartache. There the Cuban boy lay, on his bed wrapped in a blanket. Headphones connected to his phone playing sad and depressing songs as tears flowed from his eyes.

He too was still hurting from this. His heart ached. It was worse than any physical pain. For he loved Keith so much. In Keith's perspective this would have come across as a complete big fat lie although it wasn't.

In the end, it wasn't all his decision on wanting to end the relationship in a way that took a gigantic toll on both of them. The two were so so happy together, but the real reason was that Lance was forced to end the relationship. He was so harassed and so pressured that he didn't even have a say in the matter. His family who once supported him turned on him.... it made him feel so terrible. And now not just him but Keith were now suffering because of it..

At first he grew distant from him. Keith was so confused on why. It Hurt him to do so but he had no choice. Second he forced to ignore him. And he did he didn't want to.... but he did. After about a week into ignoring his texts, calls and any means of communication between Keith. He then ended it all by hurtful texts that he never ever ever wanted to mean. Everything he texted was a lie...

....i never loved you....

It hurt so much to type those words. All of that and more were utter lies. It hurt him so much. Once a cheery boy to a broken one... all because he was so forced to do so. It hurt him deeper than anything else.

Right then after he had been lost in his thoughts from what had happened a while back. a specific song started to play. It was one that he used to love to hear but now it broke him even more.

"Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now"

He almost lost all of his composure with that first sentence.

"No..... please.... no.." he whimpered.

"Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same."

More tears escaped his eyes.

"When our friends talk about you it tears me down.. cause my heart breaks a little when i hear your name."

He couldn't take it any longer as he threw his phone across the room, along with his headphones.

"I miss him so much..." he sobbed

Miraculously, his phone didn't crack. But his heart did a little more.

"I cant keep on like this....." he talked as he sobbed and choked a bit. "I need to tell him the truth although he would be less than pleased to see me. Or hear from me.... i'm sure he despises me but i have to make things right...."

He got up slowly but still ripping the blanket off of himself. He looked out his window into the rain. He didn't care. He was still going to go over and try to make things right. Even if they wouldn't be friends, It would help a bit with the emotional pain at least.

He walked out of his room, not bothering to grab a umbrella or raincoat as he made his way to the front door. He turned the handle, opened the door and then ran off into the rain. He knew Keith lived a block or two away so it wasn't too much of a run but still a scary and wet run.

The thunder and lightning roared across the sky, the rain soaking his clothes and chocolate brown hair. It was dangerous but if he were to get hurt. He knew he would damn well deserve it.

Back to Keiths perspective~

Keith was still sobbing quite a bit. "The picture......... i want to rip it so badly but i cant......"

He picked up the photo from the broken phot frame once more and took another look at it. Recalling the bad times instead of the good that they shared. This time looking at the photo brought him more negative emotions than the first. He thought it would bring back good memories like the first time he looked at the photo but he was wrong. So wrong. Rage consumed him once more. But even then he still couldn't bring himself to rip the photo.

"DAMNIT!....." he slammed his fist on the ground as he sobbed more. Flinging the photo somewhere it would most likely be found later

"M-maybe the easiest way to get through this is to pretend i hate him.... because then i could just leave and never look back...... and maybe i do..... i hate how he pushed me away. I hate how he left. I hate how he broke me......, and i hate how much he allowed me to love him...... why am i such a fool?....." he slowly rose off of the floor before plopping onto his bed sighing.

"Why does this have to hurt so much?...."

Keith never hated Lance. He just hated how he was broken by him. How now his emotions started to toll on him. He never knew Lance felt the same way about the ordeal.

Back to lance.

Running.

So much running and almost falling. The rain proved to be a hazard. Many times he encountered close calls. Wether it be almost falling , slipping it even getting impaled by debris it all happened. Why wasn't he getting hurt when he knew he deserved it.

After another bit of time Lance had reached where he needed to be. And that place was Keith's home. He was completely soaked head to toe and would probably get sick after this but he didn't care as he thought his deserved every bad thing that came his way.

Nervously he slowly started to walk up to the door. Getting startled as lightning struck but still walking forward. He didn't know how Keith would react but he suspected it wouldn't be a warm welcome .

He reached the door. Ge gulped and extended his hand out to knock on it. He hesitated.

"Cmon you can do this..... you didn't go all this way for nothing.... it cant be so bad can it?...." he spoke to himself before finally knocking. His heart beat a million miles a minute with nervousness and fear.

Keith happened to hear the knock on his door. "Why is someone knocking on my door with all this rain outside... surely they have to be insane?....." he sighed as he got up and wiped his tear stained face. It was still red and showed obvious signs that he had been crying for hours on end. He Never suspected the person knocking at the door to be Lance.

He walked to his front door, grabbed the handle and slowly turned it open to find.........

Hahaha cliffhanger! Im sorry for being such a ass but it was a perfect opportunity to 😂😂 don't worry though there will be part 3 coming very very very soon! And part 3 will be the last part of this angsty Klance..... story i guess? 😂 anyways again sorry for the cliffhanger but just know i love yall so much! 💙😂❤️