Voltron Oneshots (Klance), by moongirlel ✔️

The Future? (Pt. 3)

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A week had past. One week had past since everyone found out about Keith's crush on the Cuban.

Now Keith was training, and training; every day, and in some cases, every night.

The ravenette plunged forwards, slicing the fifth robot in half. He huffed heavily, running his hands threw his hair, brushing his fringe back.

Just then, the door opened. "Oh. You're in here... Okay, I'll just come back later then."

Keith snapped his head to where the voice came from to see Lance. He felt a rush of guilt run over him, "It's fine. I-I was just leaving..." He picked up his water bottle, towel slung over his shoulder and walked out the door.

Keith kept his head down the entire time, he flinched at Lance grabbing his arm - stopping him from leaving.
"I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" Keith frowned, giving Lance his fully attention now.

"Yeah. For you I mean... This does sound a bit... Rude coming for me... But I'm sorry that you couldn't be with me, sometimes things just don't work out the way you want then to. I would know how that feels, more than anything." Lance let go of Keith's arm, "I also want you to know that, I'm here for you. We can still be friends, uh, best friends. And me knowing you have a crush on me is completely fine. I'm glad to know that you care so much for me."

There was a sudden silence, then the boys both shared signature grins with each other.

"Wanna train together?" Lance nodded his head in the direction of the exercise equipment.

Keith sighed, dramatically. "Fine, a few more rounds won't kill me." He rolled his eyes playfully, letting a happy Lance trail him back into the room.

"I call shotgun on the best sword!" Lance called out.

Keith chuckled. And for the first time in his life, he was actually happy...

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