star struck

chapter 10

Keith's pov

At the castle of lions, keith fought a lot with shiro. He couldn't count the times he said I told you so, it was a dangerous mission, he should have known better, what kind of leader....

Keith now sat in his room, it was the 3rd night back after healing from the injuries he had acquired while fighting alongside lance. He felt horrible for leaving lance behind.

Obviously he immediate started a plan to get him back. But shiro told him that lance was probably dead already.

The state that lance was in when he threw Keith out into space, it was a possibility1...the burns he had, the physical exhaustion...NO! Lance had to be alive. Keith needed him to be...what was the point of saving the universe is lance wasn't apart of it?

The raven haird boy didnt bother trying to stop the tears that fell thinking of a world that didn't have Lance's smile, his laughter, even his horrible puns.

Keith went into his bathroom to take a shower and try to clear his mind. He hadn't showered since he and Pidge got back and broke the news to the team.

After taking a long hot shower he stepped out to only now see Lance's clothes in a pile on his bathroom floor....Keith's breath caught in his throat. He bent down and picked them up, they smelled like him still...granted they didn't smell great because he had been training in them, but they smelled like him. He placed them on the counter and picked his jacket out of the pile, knowing he hadn't worn it then so it would be relatively clean.

He slipped into the oversized jacket, hugging himself. He thought of Lance's face, how determined he had been to save Keith. The last thing he said to him..Keith I...I love you.
How could this man say that to him while dooming himself...the same man that comforted lotor after he tortured him because he thought he was Keith. It didn't take a lot to see that lance cares about him...and he had to return the favor.

The thought of lance being hurt, most likely without the hope of being rescued, made keith shake with rage and sorrow. His vision blurred as tears fell, he gathered the hood of the jacket in his fists, trying to make it feel like lance was there.

"I swear, if it's the last thing I do...I'll get you back lance." He whispered to himself.  He heard a knock on the door.

"Keith, it's me and Hunk...we need to talk." It was Pidge. Keith hurriedly pulled some pants on while yelling just a sec.

He opened the door and Hunk's eyes widened, seeing his red puffy eyes and Lance's jacket. "Oh Keith..." he stepped in and held Keith tight. "We are gonna get him back...we have a plan."

Lance's pov

Lance sat with lotor in a make shift theater. Lance had mentioned he hadn't seen any movies since being in space, so lotor decided he would surprise him with a little date.

It was a galra production, made on the ship, staring yorak, Hace, and Thance. It was an awkward comedy with bad acting, but lance loved it. Yorak was trying to tell Have about Zarkon being alive, Hace quipped back "not the first time he's cheated death, that slut." Lance lost it.

"Oh my god! I didnt know Hace could talk like that!!" He fell off the sofa they were laying on.

Yorak wined in the back, "lance, shhhhh we worked hard on this for you.."

Lance looked back at him, beaming.  "I'm sorry, you guys did an amazing job. This is way better than any earth movie." He sat back beside lotor, his hand on the couch. Lotor moved his hand closer to Lance's, who noticed immediately. Lance smirked and placed his pinky over lotor's, watching as lotor kept a stoic face. He then moved to lace their fingers together atop lotor's hand. The white haird man glanced a lance, moving his hand to Lance's thigh.