Keith seemed to steal the air from his lungs and fill his head with stars like outer space would. Updates on Friday! This story is a mixture of chatrooms and chapters.

~Completed, 2017~<<Under construction>> ~Ranked #2 Gaysinspace~ ❗️Warning❗️ Contains Cutting and depression. Do not read if you are easily sad,depressed, or anything like that. ~~~~ Cutting. Lance had heard of it before. It had crossed his mind a lot, while his father brutally beat him up, and his mother spent time away, saying it's for the best. "Lance?" Keith asked, looking at his friend as he read the poster. "I have to go to the bathroom" Lance laughed falsely, but it seemed real. Keith nodded, and Lance zoomed to the bathroom. He pulled out a razor blade, which he kept with him, and gently set it on his skin, his mind spinning.~ (I don't own any characters! The belong to DREAMWORKS)

"Your happy place?" Lance sounded almost completely doubtful. "Yeah, You know, when you close your eyes and imagine what makes you happy?" Keith said with a shrug. "Well.. I.. don't have to imagine what makes me happy. It's right in front of me" Lance gets in an accident with a robber, and ends up having his left arm fully paralyzed. Things begin to spiral down words from here.... ((COMPLETED: February 9th, 2018)) <DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Voltron characters. Though I wish I did XD>