Keith's mind was reeling. How could he have been so stupid?!? He let his guard down for ONE SECOND and that may have cost him the one thing he values most in the world.
"Keith! Stop pacing for one moment and tell us what happened for goodness sake!"
Keith stopped mid step and turned towards the group of people standing before him. After running from Bound by Design, Adam had picked him up and then, after much nagging from Keith, called an emergency meeting with the Blade of Marmora.
Now, 20 minutes later Acxa, Rolo, Allura, Krolia, and Adam were sitting on the various couches and beanbags arranged in the rec room at Keith's house, wondering why the hell Keith was pacing in front of them looking like he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Wringing his hands Keith took a deep breath.
"Um ok so... I was at Bound by design-"
Keith was cut off by a cacophony of Oohing from the group. He went bright red and despite his current frazzled mood he smiled a little at the memory of Lance's smile.
"Tha-Thats beside the point..." after everyone had finished making noises Keith took another deep breath.
"I-I..."
"C'mon Keith it can't be that bad."
"I drifted off... and I sung Ocean Eyes" Keith scrunched up his nose and internally prepared himself for the onslaught of hate that he thought he would receive. Instead he heard giggling, GIGGLING. His eyes shot open and he shot a confused look at Acxa who was pissing herself laughing now.
"That? Ahaha, that is what you were so worried about?? Pfft Keith really?"
"Y-yeah! Ocean Eyes hasn't b-been released to the public yet! W-what if he hears it a-and then he will... he will know! That it's me!"
Acxa's laughter died down a little as she registered Keith's point.
"Shit you're right..."
"Wait"
Everyone's heads turned towards the door at the edge of the room that led into the hallway. Shiro stepped through the door and into the light.
"Keith, if, IF Lance even realises what happened and asks about it, just tell him about me and Adam"
"What is that gonna do..."
Shiro sighed and smirked pointing to Adam and then himself.
"Manager. Producer. It makes sense that you would hear songs or music that hasn't been released yet."
Keith's jaw dropped and he visibly sagged.
"Yeah.. that makes.. that makes sense....I-I'm sorry...sorry"
Keith sunk down onto the floor and covered his face with his hands. Shiro rushed forward and sat down next to him, he put a hand on Keith's shoulder.
"Keith it's alright"
"No it's not alright! I made such a big fucking deal about it a-and it was STUPID"
Tears rolled down his red cheeks and he buried his face in his hands again, shoulders shaking as he cried silently. Shiro's face contorted in pain for his son, he'd been through so much... it had been hard for him after what happened...
Keith sniffled and curled up tighter into a ball.
"Keith..." Shiro paused and glanced at the rest of the group sitting around them, maybe this wasn't the time.
"Keith I think you need some rest you've had a long day."
Keith sniffled again but nodded his head, allowing Shiro to help him up and walk him upstairs to his room. Once there, Keith crawled into bed and let Shiro pull the sheets up over him. Closing his eyes he started to drift off to sleep.
Shiro stopped at the doorway and turned back to face Keith's sleeping form. He sighed, Keith was strong but he tried to take on the world on his own, it was difficult for him to ask for help.
A smile tugged at the edge of Shiro's mouth. Keith was healing, slowly yes, but he was getting there and Shiro had a feeling that meeting that tattoo artist had changed something in Keith, for the better.
~~ Meanwhile ~~
Pidgeon is active
Sharpshooter is active
Pidgeon: So you're telling me he just... bolted?
Sharpshooter: For the billionth time, YES! He just... ran out the front.
Pidgeon: Do you know why?
Sharpshooter: No... It was probably me... I did something... Or said something... It's always been this way Pidge...
Pidgeon: NO. Lance that's your dad talking. Everyone loves you! You are such an amazing person and I'm sure that Keith ran out because of something that is totally out of your control.
Sharpshooter: ......
Pidgeon: Lance c'mon
Sharpshooter: Pidge... Maybe my dad was right... I am useless and I hurt everyone around me.
Pidgeon: Lance. Listen to me. Your dad was, IS, a homophobic shit. Everything he said was aimed at you to hurt you and to break you. He. Was. Wrong. None of the stuff he said was even remotely true.
Sharpshooter: I know you're just saying that to make me feel better Pidge. I know how you all really feel about me. My dad was right. I'm useless. I have no place here. I'm sorry Pidge.
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Pidgeon: LANCE?!? Fuck.
Pidgeon: No no no, not again! FUCK
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FanfictionKeith is the lead singer in the band Blade of Marmora, the band is anonymous and all the members wear masks. Lance is a major BoM fan and he goes to every concert. He feels drawn to the lead singer and even though he doesn't know who it is he feels...