Forget Me Not (Klance)

Chapter 22, Star

I ran to him, and hugged him, I didn't care that he was soaking wet, I didn't fucking care. All I could do is cry, and hold him, I knew he was out there, I just didn't think it was possible.

I was told stories as a kid by my worker that he was taken away to New York, and then moved to Florida. That she never saw him again, that she lost touch with his foster family. I cried for days without him, I missed him day after day. He was finally here, he even hugged the same, just as he did when we were little.

"I missed you so much" He cried.

"Me too" I looked into those slate eyes, "You look so much like dad" I cried harder.

"I g-get that a lot" He laughed subtly.

"You make me miss him" I laughed and dug my face in his shoulder.

"Oh Keith" He breathed, holding me.

"I can't believe this" I muffled in his wet clothes.

"I can't either" His coarse broken voice said. "You look like mom" He broke the hug.

"I do?" I looked around.

"Yeah, so much"

"Ahem" Carmen coughed.

"Mrs. McClain" Shiro slightly bowed.

"Welcome back" She smiled.

Lance pouted. "I wanna hug".

"Wait, you're Lance?" He asked.

"Yeah" He whined. "You forgot about me, we practically grew up together"

"You look, just, so different" He pulled him into a hug.

I smiled watching them hug, it all felt like such a dream. It was amazing that he was okay, and I knew my brother was okay, so it was going to be okay.

"Would you like to stay for dinner?" Carmen asked.

"Of course" He smiled, letting go of Lance, tears in his eyes.

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"This is your room?" He asked, putting his stuff down.

"Yeah" I said, I looked over at the flag on my wall, I mentally shitted myself, what if Shiro was homophobic now, what if-

"You're gay" He said to the flag, but also me.

"Yeah, came out a long time ago" I sighed gently.

"Me too" He sat down on my bed. "Glad we have something in common" He smiled.

I sat right next to him. "Where have you been?" I agonized, "Where were you?" I frowned.

"In Portland" He answered, "I thought you knew?" He looked in my eyes confused.

"No, they told me you were in New York" I stared at him.

He laughed gently. "I've never been to New York"

"They also told me you moved to Florida before that, that there was no hope of finding you" I angered.

"Probably because my Adopted family wanted nothing to do with you" He said, sighing with his head in his lap.

"What?"

"They took away my contact with you, didn't let me have photos, didn't allow visits, they said you were dangerous, and that you'd hurt me" He scoffed.

"I'd never hurt you"

"They said there were incidents of you sexually abusing other kids, they didn't need me exposed to that, that you were on the streets too" He bit his lip. "I didn't want to believe it until they showed me court cases"