klance- oneshots

I'm fine

Hello! So I find author notes a bit boring when their mine, so you won't get a lot, near to no author notes. I'm terrible at writing and updating so you're gonna have to bare with me.

Anyway enjoy my terrible writing.

Ps~ I've never written a boy x boy ship before (well, not on Wattpad) I apologise for anything stupid. Also I have rubbish spelling.

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Narrator:

Recently, Lance has been more depressed than usual, though he desperately tries to hide it. So far no one has noticed, and he thought that if no one knew it would make him feel better. But it was the exact opposite. It began to show on missions and training, his performance was decreasing as did his moral and attitude. The other paladins begin to see and started worrying, but whenever they asked him.

"Hey, you ok?"

The answer was always the same.

"...Ya, I'm fine."

Lance pov:

Another day, a day of training then probably a mission to save the universe from Zarkon and his Empire. I had not gotten sleep the past night and was tired. I spent the night in Blue's cockpit, she made me feel better. I've been going to my lion a lot, just sitting and talking my troubles and worries. Blue would listen, whenever I entered she'd put up her particle barrier to not let anyone in and would talk back to me. To sooth me to sleep, I've woken a few times sitting in my paladin chair.

"....ance? Lance? LANCE?!" Someone shouted. I snapped out of my daze and then was knocked to the floor. I groaned from pain to my back and gut. I looked up at what had hit me.

"Lance you ok?" Hunk came running over, taking out the training bot, the gladiator.

'Oh right...we're in training.'

"Ya, I'm good. I'ma just take a break." I stood up with a weak smile and walked out. Leaving everyone probably confused and worried. I walked through the hall way to the kitchen, grabbed some water then headed to my room. I starred into my mirror after locking my door. The make up I used to hide the dark circles under my eyes was slowly starting to be useless.

'I seriously need some sleep....'

There was only one place I got any real sleep. Blue. I headed off to her hanger, going down the metal zip line, then into the small vehicle and down to Blue. She opened her particle barrier then closed it once I was inside. I sat in my chair, knees to my chest and a blanket over my shoulder. I now kept one with Blue.

"I can't sleep. Or focus, or sometimes eat." I said. She answered with a non verbal hummed tune, but it made sense to me. Although I can not translate, somehow I understood and she trying her best to help me. "Will you help me sleep?" She gave another hum. A longer one, as if she was trying to sing me to sleep. It was working, I was slowly drifting off until I fell asleep.

'Thank you Blue...'

Keith pov:

Lance's current behaviour was bugging me. More than I would have liked. Our daily bickers had come to an almost stop. Now it seemed we'd only argue if it was over who got the last alien food roll that Hunk had cooked. Something was off. I know he's hiding something, it fooled the others most the time but not me. This was not the happy sharpshooter I used to fight with.

Since I stay up late, I've heard footsteps from outside and taken a peek to see who's up. I used to see only a few people here and there for no reason. But when I first saw Lance walking around rapped in a blanket with a sad dazed expression, I got curious. I normally wouldn't. How strange.