Klance Omegaverse/Galtean AU

(18) Hug

Keith's P.O.V:

"Kitten I think you should wake up for now, there is about two vargas (hours) until dinner." Lance said as I rubbed my eyes and sat up. "Im up, I'm up." I mumble, then I looked down at the comforter covering me and tried to think of when or how it got there. "Are you okay? You look lost." Lance said. I realized I must've been making a face or something for him to react like that. "Did you do this?" I asked awkwardly as I gestured to the comforter. Lance just nodded and said, "I figured you would be more comfortable with a blanket." I then realized that Lance's scent was basically all over me, hell I can barely tell I even put any cologne on!

  I quickly got up from the bay window and folded the comforter and set it on top of his bed. "Lance I should go, I'll see you at dinner." I said as I went for the door. "See you at dinner then, kitten~" Lance replied as I closed the door behind me.

  Even after I leave his hallway I still smell like him, I hope no one else really notices until I can bathe. If rumors start I'll never hear the end of it.

  I started to pick up the pace and was practically jogging to my room so I could bathe and get rid of his scent. Stupid comfy blanket. Stupid safe feeling room. Stupid sweet alpha. My guards gave me quick odd looks as I went into my room to find Lotor sitting on my bed. "Where have you been?" Lotor said with a growl that made my instincts want to immediately give him an answer, or run. "Ive just been hanging around the castle." I semi-lied, trying to keep direct eye contact with the vexed alpha.

   Lotor stood up and grabbed me by my arm before I could think about running. "Don't lie to me! You were with that halfwit of an alpha, you are covered in his scent for gods sake Keith! Do you take me for a fool?!" Lotor yelled. "What did you to do together hm?!" He continued. "N-Nothing Lotor we were just hanging out.." I said quietly but knew he wasn't going to believe me even when I give him the truth. "Like id believe that when you are covered in his scent!?" Lotor shouted, and yanked me closer to him by my arm. It hurt like hell, but I couldn't make myself move. Damn it I'm scared.

  "W-Why do you care where I w-was anyway!? You were yelling at me earlier about training and now you're yelling about who I choose to spend time with? You aren't my alpha. So stop trying to control my life." I said quickly so I could at least try to get my point across. Lotor let go of my arm and said, "You're right. Im not your alpha." Then Lotor stormed out of my room and slammed my door shut.

   I dropped to the floor. My body is shaking like crazy... I hate being a useless omega. My two guards came in, "Prince Keith are you okay?!" One asked calmly. The other helped me stand up, and looked me over for injuries. "Lotor didn't hurt you did he?" My second guard questioned, already suspecting the worst out of Lotor for his history of beating people senseless. "No... he only grabbed me by the arm. I was just scared is all..." I mumbled rather embarrassed, but knew my beta guards wouldn't judge me as they knew I was an omega. "Lotor shouldn't shout at you like that, especially since he knows your situation." One grumbled as he looked my arms over to make sure he didn't leave any marks. I could tell they were both really concerned for me and were genuinely angry at Lotor for his explosive behavior.

   "Next time just call for us and we'll drag him out of here." One said and the other nodded in agreement. "Ok.." I said quietly, I wasn't shaking anymore but my heart was still racing. "Are you still going down to the dining hall for dinner or do you want to just eat in your room Prince Keith?.." My guard asked as the other went to stand outside. "I'm going to bathe and then head down, I can't just hide in my room all the time." I replied with a sad smile. "Okay, well we will be right out there for you if you need us." My guard said as he went out into the hall where my other guard was waiting and shut the door.

. . .

   I was the last one to arrive at the dinning hall, I sat down in between Lance and Lotor awkwardly. So Allura are you excited about your ball?" I say, trying to strike a conversation instead of focusing on the irritated alpha next to me. "Oh yes I am! We're doing the last few preparations tomorrow and then the day after we'll be celebrating my birthday at the ball!~ I can't wait!" she said happily. Allura and King Alfor continued talking about the upcoming ball. Lance nudged my arm "you okay?" He mouthed. I nodded and turned my attention back to my meal.

Allura left before everyone else for once, and King Alfor said "Before you boys leave I must inform you about something rather serious." We all turned our attention to the king. "What is is father?..." Lance asked. "Well.. I didn't want to discourage your sister about her Birthday Ball but there has been a rebel group that has formed rather recently, and I'm afraid they may try to show up at her ball." King Alfor said grimly. "What? A rebel group? But why? What are they rebelling against exactly? All of our kingdoms are in a state of neutral peace, what is there to rebel against?" Lotor said, his first words he has said this whole time at dinner.

"That is true but this rebel group doesn't like that our people are mingling with each other. They think Alteans should only interact with Alteans and Galrans should only interact with Galrans. The group only has Altean members."Alfor said with a sigh. "The Altean group has already killed some innocent galran people and some alteans in the crossfire. Don't get me started on the risk that there is for half-breeds and their families right now." Alfor continued, glancing in Lotor's direction. The exact kind of half-breed in question, Galra and Altean. I'm a half-breed too but.. not Altean like Lotor. Lance looked upset and stood up from his chair.

"So you're telling us that innocent people have been killed because a racist rebel group just feels like it?!" Lance shouted. I grabbed Lance's hand that was currently balled into a fist, he hesitated but unfurled his fist and let me hold his hand. Lance sat back down in his chair. "Yes, sadly we will always have racists out there who don't approve of those who differ from them. I will try to deal with it soon enough but I want you boys to have something to defend yourselves with at the ball. I will have more guards on duty at the ball but as an extra safety precaution I want each of you to have a weapon on you. Nothing big, small enough and easy to conceal that no one will expect you to be ready to defend yourselves." King Alfor explained.

"If something does happen I need you to not only look out for yourselves but each other. Report any suspicious people to the guards or me myself and we will handle it from there." King Alfor said as he left the dining hall.

Lance looked as if he wanted to personally rip each rebel, limb from limb. I squeezed his hand gently, then he squeezed back and gave me a sad smile. Lotor walked out without a word. "Are you worried about the ball Lance?.." I asked quietly. Lance nodded. "Im worried you may get hurt... or worse." Lance said as he stood up from his chair, still holding my hand. "Lance.." I whispered. "They're specifically targeting galra.. Please just tell me you'll stick by me during the ball so I can protect you...?" Lance asked, he looked dejected. I mean how could I say 'no' to that face?

    I stood up from my chair and hugged him tightly. "I'll stick by you during the ball.. okay? If that will make you feel better.." I said as Lance swayed our hug. "It does.." he mumbled.