Might or might not be in love with you -Klance- {Completed}

Delusions

(Keith's P.O.V.)

"Did you hear them again?" He asks me, and I look at him.

"I just want to sleep. I want this shit to be over." My voice is void of emotion, even though I can feel my desperation. My eyes feel heavier than bricks, and I close them. The screams resume, and I sigh loudly.

(This isn't actually happening, this is one of his delusions.)

I open my eyes slowly to see Haggar standing in front of me. She's standing behind Lance, and I reach out to move him.

"You can't hurt him! Please! He's the only thing that matters to me! You can't hurt Lance! I won't let you!"

Haggar reaches her hand out, and throws him into the side of the wall.

"NO! Lance?!" I get up, and run over to where he's laying on the ground.

"No no no! Lance?! Lance?! Please Lance! Get up!" I'm shaking him now. "Please don't leave me!"

(Lance's P.O.V.)

I feel Keith give in, and I smirk in triumph. I'm just walking now, we're not even arguing.

He finally closes his eyes, and for a moment I thought he was going to sleep. Until he jumped, opening his eyes in fear. I stopped immediately, setting him down gently and sitting down next to him in the hallway. "Did you hear them again?"

"I just want to sleep. I want this shit to be over." His voice doesn't show any emotion, but I know, deep down, or maybe not so deep down, somewhere in there, he's desperate. He closes his eyes, and sighs loudly. I frown, and start thinking of ways to help him sleep without hearing constant screams of long-dead people.

He opens his eyes again, slowly, then he focuses on something behind me. His eyes widen, and he reaches out to me, as if to move me aside. His eyes are full of fear again, and he has the same look he did when he was trying to fight Haggar.

"You can't hurt him! Please! He's the only thing that matters to me! You can't hurt Lance! I won't let you!" My eyes widen, and I turn to look behind me, but... there's nothing there.

His body tenses, and I can tell he's about to get up and run. I hold him down, and he's writhing, screaming out, "NO! Lance?! "No no no! Lance?! Lance?! Please Lance! Get up! Please don't leave me!"

"No... Lance... You're the only thing that matters... And even you left."

His struggles are getting weaker, and I pull him into an embrace, rubbing his back. "Keith, buddy. I'm right here. I won't leave you, ever. Not ever. You got that? I'm staying, forever and always. Listen to me, you've got to listen."

He's completely relaxed now, and he takes a deep breath. "Now I can see why you're so worried about me." I let out a happy noise, and hug him tighter, until he pulls away.

I study his face for a moment, my smile from ear to ear. "Are you okay now?"

"Yeah, I'm okay now. Or, at least as fine as I can be in this situation." He replied, and I internally sighed in relief.

"Good. Now, we know that you can't even close your eyes without hearing screaming, so we need to find a way for you to sleep. Like, actually sleep."

"I don't know if there's a way for that to happen, Lance." He says, and I frown, standing up.

"Of course there's a way. There's always a way. I don't care if the way is killing Hagar, I'll do it." I say, and cross my arms.

(Keith's P.O.V.)

Lance is starting to fade away from me, as if he was already dead and leaving me. "No... Lance..." I whimper. His body is just an outline now, and I bend over. "You're the only thing that matters... And even you left." I'm completely heartbroken now, and I turn back around. I realize that I never moved, and Lance is hugging me. I can hear his voice ringing in my ears.

"Keith, buddy. I'm right here. I won't leave you, ever. Not ever. You got that? I'm staying, forever and always. Listen to me, you've got to listen."

I've almost never been happier to see Lance in front of me, and I smile and wrap my arms around him.

"Now I can see why you're so worried about me." I smile a bit, and try to ignore my heavy eyelids.

Why? Why did my brain show Lance dying? Do I really have feelings for him. That are more than a friends' feeling? I think to myself.

I can hear Lance let out some sort of happy noise, and then I pull away from him. "Are you okay now?" He asked, and I took a moment to ask myself that question before answering him.

"Yeah, I'm okay now. Or, at least, as fine as I can be in this situation."

"Good. Now, we know that you can't even close your eyes without hearing screaming, so we need to find a way for you to sleep. Like, actually sleep." Lance says to me, and I nod slightly. "I don't know if there is a way for that to happen, Lance."

"Of course there's a way. There's always a way. I don't care if the way is killing Hagar, I'll do it." Lance says in his stubborn way, and crosses his arms.

A smile appears halfway on my face, and I stand up. I use the wall for support, and I sigh in frustration.

When will I be okay? I think almost sadly to myself. When will I be myself again?

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