Now's Not The Time (A Klance SpideyPool AU)

Chapter 11: You Never Know *&*

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Chapter 11: You Never Know

Keith's P.O.V

It's been a week since Lance and I hung out at his house, and even though we've been going on patrols together every night, nothing has been the same since we found out each other's identities, yet at the same time everything has been exactly the same. I loved being around Lance with the masks on. Sure, it was harder to kiss him, but that didn't bother me too much.

"Keith, how are you going lately? You've been getting in late." I nod gently at Shiro, his expression concerned.

"I'm better. Things have been really good lately. I still have my bad days, but Lance has been there to help me out. Especially if I'm out patrolling, speaking of which, I still haven't got anything on that killer." Takashi sighs, setting the bowl of cereal in front of me.

"Please eat all of that." He states. "Look, I understand that you want to find Mum's killer, but why don't you leave that to the police? And what do you mean Lance helps you on patrol? What about Deadpool?" My eyes widen slightly as I stare at the food in front of me.

"I just... if something goes wrong with me during a patrol I go to Lance's, it's not too far from where I'm looking for the killer. And I'm sorry but leave that asshole for the police?! In all the other towns he has killed in, none of the cops have been able to find him. This is my chance to end the pain for so many people. I get that you're not a vigilante, Takashi, but this is my fight. He killed our mother! He won't get away with it." I rise from my seat, moving so fast I knock the table slightly, causing my bowl of cereal to spill all over the table.

"Keith!" Takashi snaps at me, his eyes narrowing. "What has gotten into you?!" He yells. I scoff, rolling my eyes and moving away from the table.

"I'm broken, Takashi. I have PTSD, and severe trauma. You have always treated me like a glass doll about to slip off the table, but you know what. Even with Lance, even after I told him what happened to me, he still treats me like a normal person, and I don't hear the voices. When Lance touches me, I hear silence." I rant out, panting in between breaths at the anger rolling from my body. "I'm leaving." I spit out finally, avoiding the shocked look on Takashi's face as I stormed to the front door, grabbing my bag and helmet, running out of the apartment as fast as I could, calling Lance on my phone.

"Hottest boy in the universe, what can I do for you, Kitten?" Lance's voice floats through the phone instantly.

"I'm coming over." I manage out, my voice successfully not breaking in the process.

"Babe, is everything okay?" I sigh, pressing the buttons on the elevator harder, wishing to make it work.

"No. It's fucking not. I just... I can't be around Shiro right now, maybe not for a while. Is it okay if I stay with you for a bit?" Lance sighs over the phone.

"Of course. Will you tell me about it when you get here?" He says softly. I growl lowly.

"I don't know. I'll be there in ten." I spit out, climbing into the elevator and pressing the ground button.