Lance was in Keith's mind. The only thing he could even think of, was Lance.
And Keith was in Lance's mind.
For the both of them it hurt, more for Keith than Lance.
Surprising, I know, but he's the one who made the decision to leave. And it tore him apart inside.
Enough to the point to where his emotions were being taken away by missions and thoughts.
"Lance, please, please don't die, please..." The boy sobbed, holding Lance to his chest inside of Black, arms shaking.
He couldn't lose Lance, no, not again.
"Please...."
"I didn't even get to say I love you.."
In all honesty, Keith didn't even know if Lance had woken up. The blow he took was harder than the one he took back when they had first started.
He lost a lot of blood, and the sight was terrible. His wrist and ankle were sprained, bruises covered his body, and one of his ribs was fractured.
Anytime he had to rescue someone, his mind immediately went to Lance.
Was he okay, was he alive?
Well, he was alive. But not okay.
Lance hadn't gotten sleep in days, almost a month, he barely ate, and it was hurting him, physically and mentally.
It was the same for him, missions only reminded him of Keith, the way he sometimes used to make sassy remarks to him, tease him.
He missed him, so much. Fuck.
But Keith didn't know that. He was clueless. Emotionless, and clueless.
He still had missions to accomplish though, so that was what he was doing.
And what he found terrified him.
Keith looked down at the pad, eyes widened and sweat dripping down his forehead.
The castle was under attack.
And they had the red lion.
"Fuck."
Sorry it's super short and super sucky, but I wanted to upload again before school started bc it starts in a few weeks
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