Steal Your Armored Heart Lance x Reader

I'm Here For You

        "Shit. Shit. Shit" You stared at the small pool of blood on your bathroom floor. You watched the blood run down your wrist dripping off your fingers.

        "Fuck, what time is it? 4:47. I need to stop bleeding. I'll clean up my mess later."

        You held your arm up in the air to make the blood flow slower going through your arm. Holding a rag against the 5 new crescent shaped cuts on your wrist, you tried to keep the blood from running down your arm.

        Time Check: 4:51. You had gotten the knife washed clean of your blood.

        Time check:4:54. You stopped bleeding and carefully rinsed off excess blood.

        Time check: 4:56. You pulled your hoodie sleeve over the carefully bandaged arm.

        Time check: 5:00. Sitting at the dinner table with the rest of Team Voltron.

        You picked at your food feeling light headed and slightly nauseous from the loss of blood. You occasionally chipped in on conversations trying to act as normal as possible. Once dinner was over Keith went back to his room, Coran, Shiro and Allura went to the bridge, toplane out some new battle strategy. Hunk and Pidge were cleaning dishes in the Kitchen. Leaving you and Lance to walk back to your rooms together. They were relatively close, although yours was closer.

        "Hey, (y/n)? Are you alright? You didn't really eat anything during dinner and you're looking kinda pale."Lance looked at you from the corner of his eye. You could tell he was worried about you, even without looking at his face.

        "Oh no! I'm fine, don't worry about me!" you smiled and giggled a little to try to dispel his worries.

        "Okay... if you say so." Lance's shoulders relaxed slightly. He was still concerned about your health.

        You pushed yourself to walk faster. Probably not the smartest thing to do. Your head started pounding harder than before, your bandaged arm had gone numb a little while ago. The bandage was too tight, cutting off blood flow completely. Your world was blurring around the edges.

        'Shit, please not now! I'm almost to my... room...'

        "(Y/n)!" Lance's voice sounded very distant for some reason.

       ~Lance's P.O.V.~

        "(Y/n)!" I rushed forward to catch her before she could hit the floor.

        "(Y/n)? (Y/n)! Come on, wake up!" I reached towards her left hand. Looking down I notice a little bit of bandage showing.

        'Huh? Is she injured? I'll look at it when we get to her room.I know they say never move an unconscious body, but this could be serious and the cryopods are too far away.' I picked up her body without much effort.

        'She's so light! She must not be eating properly.' I was really starting to get worried about her. I had reached her room and laid her down on her bed.

        'I'll go get (Y/n) a cup of water for when she wakes up.' I walk into her bathroom and instantly stopped. A big puddle of semi-dried blood spread over the floor.

        'Where'd all this blood come from?!! Wait the bandage on her- oh no! Please no! With tears in my eyes I ran back to )Y/n)'s side, yanking up her sleeve and hastily undoing her tight bandages.

        From her wrist to half way up her fore arm were all covered in slits. All self made. Some seemed to be old and fading others more prominent. Five of them had to be fresh, they were still a vibrant red.

        I clenched the stained bandage in my hands, squeezing until my knuckles turning white. I just couldn't understand it.

        'Why is she doing this to herself. What could she be going through that would push her to such extremes. Why didn't she tell anyone she was hurting.' The tears ran down my face hot and furious.

        'I could've helped her! No! I can still help (Y/n)! She's still within reach.' I threw out the old bandage and wrapped a new one over her cuts. I cleaned the blood off the floor and set out a cup of water for her. I left a note next to the water.

        Went to get some food. I'll be back. I promise not to tell anyone. ~Lance

        With one more look back, I close the door.

        'Don't worry (Y/n) I'm here now. You won't be alone anymore.'

        ~Normal P.O.V.~

        You jolted awake frantically looking around. It was your room, but how'd you get here?

        'Lance must've carried me...' Your eyes widened at what he could've discovered, what you were hiding from the team. You snatched your pillow off the bed.

        'Good my knife's still there.' You pulled the sleeve of your hoodie up.

        'No...' New unbloodied bandages were wrapped over your cuts. 'No, no,no...NO!' the pool of blood that once stained your floor was virtually gone! You stumbled back to your bed, angry and confused, when you saw the note on your dresser next to a cup of water. For some unknown reason those few words written on that small piece of paper, almost reassured you that everything was going to be alright. Almost

        Lance walked in just then, making sure the door shut and locked behind him. He hadn't looked up yet, so you watched him for a while. His eyebrows were knitted together and his bottom lip was tucked in between his teeth. He looked up and your eyes met. His dark blue eyes held so much emotion and even more written plainly on his face.

        Deep down in your heart, you knew how much you loved him. You loved how he smirked and smiled. You loved when he laughed or cried. You loved the way his nose crinkled if he was thinking hard. You loved the way his face was able to express itself so easily. You loved everything about him.

        You.

        Loved.

        Lance.

        And it broke your heart that you couldn't allow yourself to let him know.

        "(Y-y/n)?" Lance took a step forward placing the food at the end of the bed.

        You couldn't hold it in anymore. Your armor around your heart heart was breaking. You could feel it. Every moment you spent with him weakened the mealt. Your eyes turned to waterfalls as tears ran freely down your cheeks. You ran into his arms sobbing into his shoulder, allowing him to lower you both onto the bed.

        "Shhh... It's okay (Y/n). It's going to be okay. SHh. You're okay now." Lance rubbed your back allowing you to let out all your pent up emotions you've been holding in for years.

        "Thank you Lance." you whispered once you'd gotten a hold of yourself."I'm sorry about this. All of this. I was being careless. I'm sorry for troubling you." You moved further up the bed just to put space between you. You pulled your knees to your chest, wrapping your arms around them.

        Lance watched as another tear slid down your face. You wiped it away angrily.

        "Would you mind if I stayed here tonight? I just... want to make sure you're really okay." Lace almost okay the bed half expecting you to say no.

        "That would be... nice. Thank you." You inched your body towards him, just enough to pull the covers back. Lance put the food on the bedside table and crawled in after you, pulling you to his chest again.

        Almost subconsciously, he sang a verse from "Friend like U." The song from the movie.

        I've never had a friend like you

        I don't think I'll ever find another

        All the bad things that we've been through

       It's so good we got each other...

        You smiled knowing that the song and dance were simply shared between just the two of you.