KLANCE!!! one-shots

Jail Buddy, Part 2

(Angst, mentions smut)

"I love you so much."

"..."

"Say it back."

"... I love you to."

Keith sat stiff in Lance's bed, Lance himself behind him with a frown. Lance's arms were wrapped tightly around Keith's waist, Keith having to place his arms over Lance's. It's been three weeks since Keith came in, three weeks since he have any freedom. When you're in jail you have limited freedom, yes, but this was different. Keith wasn't allowed to talk, look, or even think of anyone else other than Lance. The said convicted would say that that meant Keith didn't like him anymore, and that wouldn't do.

Lance began to move his position, Keith taking in a sharp breath as more pain than pleasure filled his low back. They were resting right now before going on to another round. Keith could feel more tears trying to break through his eyes but he held them back. The last time that he cried in front of Lance everyone was in danger. Lance's intentions were in the right place, but his actions were not. More than 10 inmates had mysteriously died, all of which Keith had contact with during the outside breaks he didn't have with Lance.

Thinking back to the first day he came in, he didn't know what came over him. What did he see in Lance before now? He saw a beautiful, caramel skinned boy with bright blue eyes and the whitest of smiles. He dreamed of the chance of meeting this version of Lance, but that version didn't exist. It was all fake, for show, for looks. The real Lance wasn't like that at all. He was controlling, dark, and mentally abusive.

He never hit Keith, the one time that he almost did he didn't talk to Keith for three days, but he always told Keith things that were never true. How without Lance, there was no way that Keith would survive in jail. That so many guys wanted him, and if it wasn't for Lance, then he would be in a horrible relationship. Little did Lance know that that was already happening. A loud knock on the cell bars snapped Keith out of his thoughts. A tall guard stood outside the cell and was unlocking the box.

"Kogane, you've gotta visitor."

Keith smiled slightly, a thing he hasn't done in a while, and tried to move off of Lance. The Cuban growled and pulled Keith back and harshly whispered in Keith's ear, "When you come back, I will ask you questions."

Lance slowly let go of Keith and placed his hands behind his head. Keith sat for a moment before standing up, getting dressed again, and leaving with the guard with handcuffs behind his back. It wasn't a long walk to the phones, but it was when you have a burning lower back. The guard buzzed them into the phone room where only two other inmates sat on the phone. In the middle of the room on the other side of the booth sat Shiro, Keith's older brother. Before the guard could unlock cuffs Keith ran to the booth with happy tears rolling down his face. He smiled and cried while Shiro did the same. The guard rolled his eyes and came over to unlock the cuffs. After doing so Keith sat down on the gray stool beside him.

Picking up the phone Keith cried, "You have no idea how happy I am to see you right now."

"Same here little bro," Shiro tried to wipe away his tears but they came back, "Is everything OK? Well, I mean, you're in jail but other than that, how are things?"

Keith stayed silent, his mind going back and forth on whether or not to tell Shiro about Lance. His tears began to turn into fearful ones. What if Lance found out he told someone? What would happen to Shiro? Would he die? More tears began to roll down Keith's face, his eyes shaking in fear and conflict as he slowly shook his head from side to side.

Shiro's smile dropped and he turned into protective brother mode, leaning into the glass and looking Keith in the eye, "Keith, tell me what's going on."