Gone

Why?

*Thanks a lot for reading the story it means a lot 😊
Also it might be a bit confusing in the beginning but please just bear with me. *

Keith POV

I lay next to the healing pod trying to focus on other things than Lance.

Why, why did he do it. I hate this. I want him back. Is that selfish? To want him back.

I'm lucky though. I got there in time. If I was later than I would have lost him. Forever.

I start to cry a little more. I hate this. I hate being weak. But... I love him, so incredibly much.

I start to relax a little takeing deep breaths in and out. I feel as though some things hugging me. It's warm and comforting. I close my eyes and stars to drift of to sleep letting the darkness that I have been avoiding for so long finally take me.

Lance POV

I sit up slowly, but it feels different. Like there's no gravity or something. I look down a see my body below me. I remember what happened and smiled a little.

Am I dead? I guess not, I can see shallow breaths coming from my body. I guess I just have to wait it out.

I move over to the door and try to open it but instead my hand slipped through the door interesante.

I ?walked? out of my room and out into the corridor. I figured I could go to the command room since no one would find me yet, and probably not for a long time.

As I got to the room I heard shouting, "I WAS LATE TOO! IT WASN'T LIKE HE WAS THIRTY MINUTES LATE, NO HE WAS ONLY TWO MINUTES LATTER THAN ME, I'M LATE JUST AS MUCH AS HIM SO WHY THE HELL AM I NOT SCOLDED! WHY THE HELL DON'T YOU CALL ME A DISAPPOINTMENT AS WELL!"

I was surprised to be honest, was that Keith? What was he talking about? It couldn't be about this morning, right?

I moved into the room as Shiro started to speak as well, KEITH," He yelled, "you need to calm down, Lance, he needs to be better, and you're right, I don't scold you, but that's because I know you're trying. Lance isn't, he's selfish and he's just...a useless playboy!"

Even though I knew that's what he thought about me, it still hurt.

But Keith he look pissed. There was a loud slapping sound as Keiths hand whiped across Shiro's face, "Lance is trying harder than anyone here and it's paying off. He's already stronger than any of you and NO ONE seems to care. I'm not deaf and I am sertenly not stupid, I can hear how you all tell him he should be more like me. Well guess what, he's not, and can never be, like me. He is his OWN person. And he's already better than me in every way," He slapped Shiro once again but on the other cheek

What? He... He cares?

I could feel tears falling from my eyes and I smiled slightly but then I remembered my body. Slowly dying.

I followed Keith as he left the room leaving every one stunned.

"Come on Keith, please... Find me."

We reached my door and Keith knocked on it softly, it pained me to see how much he cared.

"Hey Lance can we talk..." He says gently.

After a few moments he knocks a bit louder, "Lance?" He asks more hurried.

"Lance I swear I will break down this door if you don't answer!" He almost yells. He looks like he's about to cry but I don't think he notices.

He grabs out his knife jaming it in between the doors when there's a click he body slames it open and looks around. He then sees the bathroom door and kicks it open as well.

He sees my body and screams sobbing. He runs to me and picks me up but it looks like he's struggling. I rush forward to help but my hand goes right through my body.

He drags me to the healing pods screaming for help, still sobbing. I hate seeing him like this. If I knew this was how he would react I would have never done it.

The team comes and they put me into a healing pod, they stay for only a few minutes then leave.

Everyone but Keith. He stays and continues to cry leaning against the healing pod. I move up to him and put my arms around him, to my surprise they don't just slide through him. I can feel him. I tighten my arm around him hoping that he would stop crying.

I hate that I am the reason he is crying, I hate it.

Eventually Keith falls asleep in my arms and a smile makes it's way to my face.

When was the last time I really smiled? I can't even remember.

*case you couldn't tell Lance is basically a gost sorta*