𝙏𝙬𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡~~𝙆𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙪~~

~Chapter Fifteen~

Lance

"I'm sorry, what?" Lance repeated as his left eye twitched from aggravation. Pidge sighed. "You like Keith." She deadpanned. Lance instantly started sputtering. "Wh-What? Psh, get your head out of the gutter; I don't like Keith like that." He defended hesitantly. Pidge rolled her eyes automatically. "Then what did you just try to pull in the hallway?"

"It was the lust, Pidge! You know I'm an incubus. I get turned on by multiple things."

Pidge made a 'Yeah, sure' face. Lance knew she didn't believe him. It was the lust, right? Last night was very interesting but also quite concerning. Last night was when he  realized he craved to be around Keith. This feeling is something he hasn't felt in years. He doesn't know what he's gonna do when it's time for him to leave.

"Did something happened while I was gone?"

Lance practically lit up like a Christmas tree when he recognized the voice. "Nah." answered Pidge, "Me and Lance were just talking about his huge cr—"

Lance slapped his hand over Pidge's mouth. "Cream fetish." Lance chuckled nervously. Keith cocked a brow, "Didn't even know you had those types of fetishes."

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me." Lance snorted. Keith scoffed and rolled his eyes. Keith sat down in the empty seat next to Lance. Lance sighed and rested his chin on his hand. "'M bored."

"Sounds like a you problem." Pidge responded dryly. Lance huffed and crossed his arms. "What day is it?" Asked Keith.

"Uh, Thursday? Friday?" Lance answered not so sure himself. "It's Friday." Pidge opened her textbook and skimmed over the words. Lance was shocked. The week was almost over?! He hasn't even bonded with Keith and it's almost time for him to leave! "R-Really?" Lance mumbled, "Damn, time sure does fly when you're having fun."

"We're gonna miss you, Lance." Keith said as he gave Lance a soft smile. Lance tried to return it but couldn't. He didn't want to leave Keith, not yet. There's so many things they haven't done yet. They haven't kissed, cuddled, or fucked. What was Lance suppose to do with his undead life now. "Keith, there's something you need to know before it's time for me to go."

Pidge looked up from her textbook and stared at Lance baffled. Keith gestured for him to continue and Lance sucked in a deep breath. "When I go, all the memories we had together will be erased from your memory. Everyone's memory. It will be like I was never here so you won't be sad when I leave."

He felt the hurt and the shock Keith was feeling. He had to tell him someday and that day was today. Lance turned his head away from Keith's gaze. He couldn't bare to look into his betrayed grayish purple eyes. "I was going to tell you and everyone else the day I leave but there's no point in hiding it anymore. I'm sorry, Keith."

He heard a chair squeak and a door open. Keith left. Lance knew he wouldn't be able to take it but it's better than keeping it a secret.

"He's just a bit emotional right now. Don't worry, Keith will be fine by the end of the day. I am sad that we won't be able to remember you." Pidge gave him a small smile as a sign of comfort and got up and hugged Lance.

Lance returned the hug and got up from his seat. "He won't be able to get rid of me that easily. We're practically chained together. It's either I be dragged to him or him be dragged to me." He laughed.