The story how Birdflash met Voltron (Klance and obviously birdflash rewrite)

Chapter 6 (Rewritten)

Wally ended up going to a room. It was clear that this was a bedroom and that this bedroom belonged to his best friend with how chaotic it looked. The room looked like it had not been cleaned up in a while. He slowly was put back on his feet's and he looked around and then giving the other a raised eyebrow.

"Meh couldn't be bothered." A shrug was added to the answer that Wally gave and he snorted at this. Of course he wouldn't be bothered by it.

"Just say that your lazy, dude." He amusedly said as making his way to the bed, plopping himself down and wondering once more what he should now say.

"Well your not wrong about that." The tone was having mirth but by now he was occupied with his thoughts to realize that the other had said something.

"Dude you don't even need that long to clean up." The tone tone was having the same mirth yet fondness as even after a year they had seen each other his best friend had not changed much. So that this made him be thoughtful and his expression changed to blankness as he started to think.

The two had not met each other in a while and now being alone with his best friend yet crush made him feel self conscious. He once more wondered what the other would say to him having had to harm others. What he would say when he would know that he was doing self harm as his own punishment.

As he felt like he deserved this. Hurting someone was against everything that a hero was. It was why he was harming himself.

"Richard?" This brought him back to reality so see his best friend sitting next to him and giving him a concerned look. His heart felt a fluttering as his feelings were felt with this once again.

This was one of the reason why he had fallen for the other and it made him fall even deeper for Wally. But he gave no answer as hugging his knees, head on top of his knees and feeling the fuzzy feeling whenever he regressed.

It was the stress that made him regress and the fear of Lotor that he done this. As the only time that he was not harsh to him or less harsh was when he was in his regressed mindset.

"You alright there Dickie bird?" The tone was even more concerned and that done it so he shook his head and sniffles were heard as his eyes squinted close. He wasn't wanting the other to see him cry but he couldn't help it.

The kindness of the other was too much to handle. He felt like he wasn't deserving it and it was one thing that Elle was knowing and trying to make him believe that he deserved it.

"Richard?" When he heard his name got softly called he turned his head towards his best friend now to realize that the other had his arms around him. It was so casual and so Wally that he couldn't help but snort.

This entire thing was just so normally done that this felt just ridiculous. This just was like nothing had ever changed. A thing that surprised him. He thought that them having not seen each other for now a year would change something but it seemed that this never changed.

His body leaned into the touch and he Wally's expression was making his heart flutter with how he looked at him with pure adoration yet as well as concern. Leading for him to feel guilty now. After all he had helped Lotor with doing these horrendous things. Maybe this was why he cherished this now as curling himself into the side wanting to be as close as possible as it could be the last time.

"Am fine jus' tired..." He mumbled and it was the half truth. This was also something that tend to happen him feeling exhausted.

"Alright, just that you know that you can always talk to me. Anything that is bothering you, okay Dickie bird?" The tone was soft, soothing and reassuring. It made him still not sure that he should tell the other and so he hid this.

There was just no way that he could mention what he done and maybe at some point he would be ready but right now he wasn't.

"I-I know..." He mumbled and this was the last thing said for a long time with both enjoying their company. But then a loud alarm blearing, leading for him to flinch and a whimper escaping.

It was making him fear what would happen. Fear that someone would get hurt. Someone that he cared of.