KLANCE!!! one-shots

The Incident

(Angst, baby fluff, Warning! RAPE and GORE)

“Someone.”

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“Anyone.”

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“Please, I need help.”

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“Please.”

“Keith?”

“Lance! Please! I-I don’t know where I am! He… He might wake up soon, Lance, please!”

“OK, OK. I’ve got your location. I’m on my way, OK? Are you hurt?”

“Yes.”

“How much blood?”

“Not a...Lance, he’s waking up!”

“I’m almost there, just hang on.”

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“Keith?”

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“Keith!”

Lance ran down to the end of the hall till he reached the small red dot on his screen. At full force Lance slammed open the door and found Keith laying on the ground on the other side of the room. The room itself was a deep red with black outlining, the furniture the same deep black that made the room have an empty feeling to it. Laying on the bed was a bloody body, which Lance recognised quickly. It was the body of their planet scout. He was naked but for his shirt, and his side was slashed open.

The covers that belonged to the bed trailed over to Keith’s shaking body, whose eyes never left the dead boy on the bed. Keith was naked as well, however, the dark red covers covered most of him. Tears streamed down his face, his mouth agape as Lance made his way quickly over to him. Once Lance knelt down next to Keith, the said terrified boy lunged after Lance to bury himself and sob into Lance’s dress suit. 

Lance grabbed the cover and folded it to cover Keith the best he could before sitting down on the floor to hug Keith. It doesn’t take a genius to put all of the clues together. Keith was raped.

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“Keith?”

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“Keith, I need you to open the door, OK?”

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“Keith, it’s just me, no one else is coming in.”

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“Please?”

Click.

Lance pressed the button and the door opened. He turned around and closed the door, locking it to make sure no one else came in. It’s been three weeks since the incident, and the only person to see Keith has been Lance. The room was dimly lit, the covers on the bed were bundled up in the corner with a body in the midst of it. Lance smiled softly and sat down on the bed, leaning against the headboard. The bundle slowly crawled its way over and flopped down on Lance’s lap, a soft cry coming from the bundle. 

It’s been like this since the incident, and all Lance wanted to do was make Keith feel better. He couldn't  relate to how Keith was feeling, and he couldn't touch Keith in the wrong way. Who knows what Keith’s trigger points were? As Lance began to pat the lump of blankets while Keith cried, outside the door came a knock.

“Keith? Everyones worried about you. Can’t you come out for a bit?” Pidge’s voice clouded through the door.

Lance felt Keith stiffen and rested his hand where he figured Keith’s head was. Lance leaned down and whispered, “I think I know the answer, but can they come in?”