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closer (nine inch nails) x fugo (& fugio) analysis bc this guy (me) is insane
Reinc- ReRe’s Incoherent Analysis
//notice: this whole post is full of reaching, tunnel vision, informal language and character speculation (reaching alert 🚨). i am very aware. im so sorry, its hard to read 😭 i just want the people to know that i understand that this is a reach, because im anxious and this is a fugio-focused analysis bc im not normal about them. this is the only way i can reassure myself that i'm self aware//
the instrumental to closer has a sludgy, mangy, sensual but horrific feel. it invokes a sense of intriguing disgust and it’s…hot, frankly. love this song. it makes me think of purple haze, its virus and the rippling skin it causes. the swampy?? sounds really remind me of that. also, the way it’s sung (?? past tense for sing) sounds desperate and frustrated at times which reminds me of fugo himself obviously. also there’s some vaguely siren-sounding instruments and that might be like. a warning. iykwim. a warning like the colours on a poison dart frog (reaching alert 🚨)
the lyrics aren’t exactly fugo literally. i do think the more explicit lyrics could be intrusive thoughts though. (reaching alert 🚨) i feel like some parts of the lyrics might apply, since the song can be interpreted as a self-harming cycle of addiction-to-an-escape, that concept i think can be demonstrated.
“I broke apart my insides
(Help me) I've got no soul to sell
(Help me) the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself”
this can be applied to fugo in a sense, as i think his character is intrinsically self-loathing for all the things that have happened to him, and as i headcanon him to be #beautiful physically, (albino, soft regal features) i think he hates that. hence being willing to sacrifice himself how he does in PHF and i also like to think he wears his glasses (headcanon alert, reaching alert 🚨) to sort of veil his pretty eyes //sorry, i like him//. i don’t think he feels like he deserves anything and keeps trying to make his physical appearance match his twisted self-image, consciously or not.
“My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God”
fugio. sorry guys
wuh oh saviour x damned dynamicksjshut up. im so into it
i. dont think fugo wants to exist. i have to be frank here. the only thing keeping him there was definitely the gang and having some sort of support, but even so he def had..thoughts sometimes. knowing half of them…went….would probably have broken him. in the 6 months he’d been alone, i can't imagine how horrid he must have felt, not knowing anything, worrying, screaming internally, probably barely getting sleep thinking he’d be found and shot or something for leaving them, or for being with the betrayers. (as in, if they survived, they’d come get him, and if they didn’t, passione would come get him for being associated with them) (reaching alert 🚨) when he found out about their deaths he probably blamed himself like the community does (lmao..sorry its not funny 🥲), thinking he could have saved them somehow with his stand. survivor’s guilt core. also, he was very close with bucciarati and was literally the first to be recruited. how do you think that feels. the man who rescued you from the depths of society. flipping DIES. trying to save the girl you thought wasn’t worth saving logically. god. //ugghrghgk the complexity this is why i'm in loooove//
”you get me closer to god” giorno! son of dio! how much closer could you get!!! we could flip that and say this means closer to feeling not guilty and holy.
“You can have my isolation
You can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith
You can have my everything”
//literally him !!!//
“isolation” 6 months of being alone. also purple haze forcing himself to distance from others literally for fear of damage
“the hate that it brings” reminds me of abbachio’s visible, almost violent fear of purple haze, knowing its capabilities and how it can destroy without thought. and of course fugo’s feelings about it. he hates this ugly reflection of the things he dislikes, his anger and lashing out at everything, and if we take his anime backstory as canon, the incident of being assaulted. looking at it invokes all these memories and it's painful to him
“absence of faith” you think he believes in anything after leaving the gang. you think he believes in HIMSELF? hell no he's got no faith in anything anymore.
“have my everything” oh no phf tieback again [gets shot] uughhhh i think im not seeing the deeper layers but stfu. i think devoting himself to one cause would give him a purpose and a will to live
“you tear down my reason…
…(Help me) you make me perfect
Help me become somebody else”
you already know what im gonna say.
he’s got all his doubts denied by giorno. i'm not idolising him it’s just from fugos perspective he’d definitely seem like one. (reaching alert 🚨) any self deprecation will be shot down in the name of healing, amen. “you make me perfect” the intertwining of their souls...uuhgh i'm not gonna go further with this cause thats so fanfic core and not relevant. //tears in my fugio eyes// “help me become somebody else” they're the new bruabba if that makes sense. (no it doesn’t)(reaching alert 🚨) abbacchio said he was at his best following orders and i feel like this might apply here. mindlessly obeying commands is becoming somebody else, no matter your feelings about it
“Through every forest
Above the trees
Within my stomach
Scraped off my knees
I drink the honey
Inside your hive
You are the reason
I stay alive”
theyve been through trials and tribulations. seriously
“I drink the honey / Inside your hive” i feel like fugo might feel like he's taking from giorno/passione. he feels guilty for accepting or asking for anything, even if it’d help or is necessary //me too// (reaching alert 🚨) “You are the reason / I stay alive” again, his tether to the world is that human connection. it's having someone accept him in the way that he needed to be accepted. (reaching alert 🚨)
thank you sooo much for reading my incoherent insanity bizarre adventure. sorry again for the reaches and text yelling. this is not edited and is very much written as if i was screaming in someone's dms. also, there might be some things i missed. 😔
please reblog and/or say something in replies, this is meant to provoke thoughts and discussions !
companion doodles… theyre not really related but whatever
fugio lps when
doodles on the left are from the 6 month gap (ace attorney ahh terminology)
#kuni arts#kuni sillystuffs#jjba#jojo no kimyou na bouken#jojo's bizarre adventure#digital art#art#vento aureo#pannacotta fugo#giorno giovanna#fugio#character analysis#doodles#insanity#idfk what to tag girl stfu
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Survey #355
“despite all my rage, i am still just a rat in a cage”
Have you ever shared a shower or bath with someone as an adult? No, only as a kid. What kind of pizza toppings do you like? Meats or jalapenos. When did you first take a shot of alcohol? Never, and I'm not interested. Did you babysit for money when you were in middle school? No. Who is your favorite band? How long have they been? Ozzy Osbourne, since middle school. Has the last person you kissed ever been to your house? My old house, yes. Not the one I currently live in. Have you ever been to a spa? Only because my friend at the time took me. When talking on the phone, do you place it against your left or right ear? My right. What’s your favourite Lunchables meal? The nachos one. Do you like Bob Marley? NO. Omg his voice is awful. Have you ever eaten at Golden Corral? Yeah. I'm not a big fan. Do you sit and eat dinner at the same table with your family? We only ever do that if my sister is over (she comes for dinner once a week). Are you listening to any music right now? If so, what are you listening to? Yeah, Violet Orlandi's cover of "Bullet With Butterfly Wings" by The Smashing Pumpkins. God she's so beautiful and talented and asdfjkaljddkfjlwkee FUCK I'm gay for her. Who was the last person to make you genuinely smile? Watching Mark. :') Is there something you want to say to someone but can’t/won’t? Yeah. Do you like men who have a sensitive side? Yes. Please be in touch with your emotions, for the love of God. Have you ever tried to get someone into a certain band/artist? Not persistently, no, but Mini is a case where me mentioning them enough got her to listen to them. Metallica, by the way. They're her favorite band because of mwah, haha. Have you ever carved you and someone else’s initials into a tree? It's possible, but I don't believe so. Do you like Dairy Queen? Love it. They're Oreo Cupfection thing is BOMB. Is there anyone you know with an amazing personal success story? Yes. I have a friend Shannen who first was a widely-recognized photographer in the state, and now she's a fashion designer (or something like that) up in New York. Is there a song in a different language that you can sing? A number of Rammstein songs. How do you feel about bands that use pyrotechnics in live concerts? So long they're well-made for safety reasons, I don't care much. They do seem a bit unnecessary, though; like just look at James Hetfield's accident that burned half his body because of standing in the wrong place. It seems easy to fuck up and get in a dangerous range. Ever fallen down a hole? No. Do you like bananas? Yeah. How long do you normally spend in the shower? Not even 10 minutes, usually. I've never understood how people can take such long showers. Have you ever been a featured member on any website? Yeah, on a Silent Hill fansite. Have you ever had any weird pets? Not by my standards. A ball python morph is as "weird" as it gets. Are you currently talking to/texting/instant messaging anyone? Nope. Have you ever experienced insomnia? Ugh, yes. I went through a horrible insomnia spell, and I still have an awful time trying to fall asleep. Do you like egg nog? Nooo. Would you ever wear Converse with a prom/formal dress? I'm not opposed to it, but realistically I'd probably wear something more traditionally suiting just because. Do you prefer hot chocolate with or without marshmallows? Without. How many different people of the opposite sex have you cried over? I've cried all the oceans over just one lol. Would you rather be a surgeon or mortician? Being a mortician actually doesn't sound awful, weird as it sounds. It sounds almost relaxing if I could just be alone with some music doing my job. Would rather be a musician or a painter? A painter. Would you rather write your own book or make your own movie? I'd love to write a book. At home, do you have a trampoline? No. When you are about to go to bed, do you put on some sort of noise? No. What is your favorite Christmas movie? Jim Carrey's How The Grinch Stole Christmas. And what about your favorite Christmas song? Probably "The Most Wonderful Time of the Year" or whatever it's called. "Carol of the Bells" too, of course. What is your ultimate favorite stocking stuffer? Haha, okay so it seems to be an unspoken rule that Mom always gets us Slim Jims for our stockings, and that's obviously the best considering my sisters and I loooove them yet still don't buy them much. You're making me ready for Christmas, lol. After Halloween, do you sort out all of your candy into little piles? I did as a kid, and then my sisters and I would trade what we preferred. When you listen to music with headphones, do you keep the volume low enough to hear surrounding noise faintly, or do you blast it? It's honestly pretty loud. What did you have for breakfast this morning? Cold pizza from dinner leftovers last night. What’s the largest animal you’ve ever had as a pet? Our late boxer mix, Cali. She was a big 'ole pup. Do you own any kind of helmet? No. Out of everything currently in your refrigerator, what food or drink is your favorite? Food: strawberries. Drink: Mountain Lightning. What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had? Either when I skinned my knees so deep that pus was visible, or when I fainted onto my chin and got a short, but very deep cut. Do you like the taste of cough syrup? No. What is something you like to have conversations about? I like talking about deep stuff, like where we came from, our unique feelings and beliefs, conspiracy theories and cryptids, mysterious stuff like that, too. And don't forget animals. And Mark, haha. What all is in the trunk of your car? I don't have a car, and I don't remember what's in Mom's trunk, even though I helped bring in groceries just the other day. Do you ever put fruit on your cereal? Ew, no. Is your heat or air conditioning currently on? Our AC is currently on because it's too damn hot. The weather here has been so up and down, it's wild. Have you ever fallen off of a horse? No. Which do you value more, your appearance or your intelligence? Honestly? I'd be dumber than I already am if it meant being happy with how I look, because my appearance now is a key factor to my depression. When was the last time you drove something other than a car or truck? Oh jeez... I have no idea. I don't think since I've driven a golf cart at someone's b-day party as a kid. Were your grandparents present when you were born? No. If you drink/smoke, how often do you do these things? I don't smoke, and I only have a drink or two very rarely, usually just on special occasions. What do you think of fast food? I like it way more than I wish I did. What website do you spend the most time on and why? YouTube, because I'm always listening to and/or watching something. What’s the most amount of time you’ve spent online? Is this usual for you? In one non-stop setting, I don't want to know. I pretty much only exist on the computer. When it comes to travel, what kinds of places intrigue you most? Mountainous, loads of nature, cooler/cold, mysterious locations... stuff like that. Do you think humans colonizing Mars is a good idea? Would you go, if you could? If we learn from our goddamn mistakes and not fuck up its environment, it could be healthy or even life-saving for humanity, but I'd prefer to stay on Earth as long as possible. What is the farthest you’ve walked in one day and what made you do it? I dunno, maybe at Disney World or something like that as a kid. What is something important that’s often on your mind lately? Physical health stuff. I'm worried about a lot of things relating to that. What about something unimportant, but you can’t stop thinking about it? I don't know about "unimportant," at least to me. Do you like oatmeal? If so, what kinds of things do you like in it? Yeah. I only really eat the cinnamon apple ones; I always use milk and sprinkle some sugar in there, and it's delicious. What was going on the last time you felt nostalgic? When Mom and I stopped at Jason's house to bring the family some treats following his mother's death. I stayed in the car and couldn't even look towards the house, but yeah. So many memories just stampeded me. How much attention do you pay to the movements of the stars and planets, and do you believe they influence anything? I pay zero attention to it; I don't believe they have influence over people in any way. What is the most difficult or involved video game you’ve ever played? I guess you could say World of Warcraft. It's definitely the most involved, like I've been playing it almost consistently since 2014, and I used to be in a Heroic raid team, which certainly wasn't easy. Then there's some achievements I busted my ass to get. Which accent do you find most sexy, alluring or appealing? British is where it's at. Which accent do you find most annoying, disturbing, or bothersome? Extremely Southern ones. Can you cry on cue? Is it any kind of useful? No. Does it take you a while to actually get jokes? Embarrassingly, it frequently does. Can you wear socks to bed or does it annoy you? Ugh, I could never. I hate the feeling of socks. Have you ever bleached your hair? By myself, no, but a professional has to dye it. Do you like jelly beans? They're okay. It really depends on the flavor, and even then I can't eat a lot of them. Do you have trouble sleeping when it’s storming? Yes, but not because it scares me, but rather that I'm just jumpy. Subtle thunder isn't so bad, and I LOVE the drone of heavy rain, but once you add booming thunder and strong flashes of lightning, it's too disruptive for me to fall asleep easily. Who was the last person you know that graduated? (high school or college) My not-so-little sister is just about to finish her Master's lakdsjfakwe I'm so proud of her. Were you happy or sad when you found out your babysitter was coming? I think I was always kinda bummed out, even though I liked my babysitters. I had horrible separation anxiety from my mom. Did you have a boyfriend in kindergarten? No, but I did have this one guy who'd been like obsessed with me since pre-k and would always chase me to hug and kiss me. In pre-k it was awful, but he still did it sometimes in kindergarten, despite the teachers getting on him about it. It's actually a memory I forgot for a very long time, like I think my brain tried to oppress it, and I wonder if it has anything to do with my fear of people standing behind me, men specifically, and being raped. Did you ever read the Magic Treehouse series? Oh yes, I was obsessed! Who was your best friend in elementary school? It jumped between Brianna, Kim, and Quiata. Did you ever watch The Land Before Time movies? YESSSSS. I even had the computer game. Did you collect anything when you were a kid? Stickers. I'd put them on my dresser everywhere to the point it was absolutely covered. Did you get an allowance? No. Not because my parents didn't want to or anything, but rather they couldn't afford allowances to three kids. Were you into American Girl dolls? Nah. I got one, but I think it was mostly so my sisters and I each had our own. Nicole, however, was sooooo into them. Were you friends with your childhood neighbors? Some, yeah, especially the boy down my street named D'Andre. We would hang out ALL the time, be it at each other's houses or just riding our bikes. He actually got married very recently and I'm so happy for him, ahhhhh!! What was your biggest fear when you were a kid? Thunderstorms. Did you ever play the "Reader Rabbit" computer games? Oh my god, YES. The one where you were hosting a surprise birthday party was my absolute favorite. Did your parents let you drink soda growing up? Yes. .-. What was your favorite kind of cake as a kid? Chocolate, of course.
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🌷jungkook having a crush on you🌷
- jk and you vibed so fast that you became close friends very quickly (the chaotic duo that tested hyung line's last nerves when you were in your mischievous mood)
-you sorta became an honorary member of the maknae line and after you pulled a prank on jin that included a chocolate cake, marmite and liquorice and ended up with jin's face shrivelling so bad that it may have caused him his first wrinkles
(his revenge was to serve you kimchi bokkeumbap with kimchi that had gone bad, which resulted in the worst heartburn you ever had ("an eye for a eye, y/n" - you, drinking your 3rd mint tea that night: "fair enough"), you redeemed yourself by buying him hyaluronic acid lotion and his favourite strawberry cheesecake, jk just laughed his ass off to the misery jin and you went through and blackmailed jin with marmite whenever they bickered ("it will hit u when u least expect it, hyung" - "I can't believed I raised lucifer himself"))
-anyway, jk and you are always very playful together, and you laugh so much when you're with him bc of his antics
-he doesn't mind being extra goofy to make you laugh, it lifts his spirits as well
-hates to see you sad/upset, namjoon and jk once spoke about you, after namjoon asked him about your guys' friendship and for the first time in ages he was sure jungkook had deeper feelings for someone, as he said: "I don't mind making a fool out of myself, if it brings a smile on y/n's face. hyung, I know this is going to sound weird but sometimes I feel like it is my purpose to show y/n everything good and funny, this is something I wanna keep doing for a long time." (tbh namjoon teared up)
-your guys' fav pastimes were watching cartoons/animes and you had a fiery competition going on in any kind of jump and run games, especially for sonic (you once beat jk after a 4 hour session and he threw a dramatic fit until you made him hot chocolate and he finally calmed down)
-would show you tons of pics and vids of gureum and filmed every minute of your first encounter
-your personal photographer tbh, you two could go chill in a parking lot and he would still do the most aesthetic shots
-despite all the funny moments you two also had serious conversations together. moments like that were rare and mostly after 2am when you two shared secrets with each other you didn't dare to speak about at daytime, like your views on love where jungkook first thought of how much he wants to be your "loved one"
-has a folder with his favourite pics of you or places that remind him of you somehow, but he'd never tell you that
- tries to impress you quiet often, like the time you went for karaoke
your pick: new face
his pick: vision of love
you: ????????? bitch ?????? do i look like i can sing a mariah song????
jk: well....... i can..... 👀
you: i'll see you at the whistle notes
jk: i've made a huge mistake
-you're usually the first person to listen to his covers and he looooves seeing your reaction to it (but he's usually pretty nervous about it too)
- cannot concentrate for shit when you're watching him during dance practice, so hobi told you, in a nice way, to stay away from dance practice for the sake of bts and jk apologised like 12 times to everyone, he got better at focusing over time and you watched him once in a while... but he'd get v shy when he had to do hip thrusts and stuff, you'd just laugh it off but in reality you were just trying to hide you how much he actually affects you, especially during a choreo like that
-the boys teased him quite a lot about you and he'd get all whiny and say it's not like he had a crush on you or something
vmin: *laughing*
sope: *shaking their heads*
jin: oh reallyyy~~
namjoon: so you're ok with the fact y/n is on a date rn?
jungkook: WHAT
- so namjoon took out his phone and showed jk that you updated your story with some food pic where you could see a man's hand in the background, who was also tagged in the pic
namjoon: see? that guy also tagged y/n here in his pic
jk: .....
-the guys stopped teasing him the second they realized how upset jk actually was (he went completely silent, eyebrows furrowed), yoongi just stated the obvious: "our maknae is in love, huh", the boys smiled and jungkook nodded with a sad look on his face
-the next time you visited the guys jungkook was visibly flustered around you and would be just overwhelmed with the entire situation bc he wanted to know who that guy was, but he didn't know how to ask and neither did he want to intrude and what if you're taking it the wrong way and say that it's none of his business and suddenly he loses his best friend because of some stupid guy in a stupid picture and some stupid hypothetical date.... overthinking at its finest, as you can see...
-you didn't know why he became so awkward around you, the boys obviously knew but they couldn't say anything without risking jungkook completely losing his shit, but jungkook avoided you and left early when you were there and you were like "... why"...well the boys knew why but they couldn't say anything
-you tried talking to him but he tried to avoid you since he got so flustered around you that he'd stuttering, get embarrassed about it and then leave...
-you asked the boys about it, but they wouldn't say anything but tbh this was almost painful to watch for them bc they love their maknae but they knew this wasn't going anywhere.... so their eldest took the matter into his own hands and talked to you and asked you about the guy in your story.....
-shortly after that, the guys went to europe for vacation. jungkooks airport look was something for the goth look book once again, while the other guys looked bright and ready for their time off, and jin was like "oh here we go again" and once again jk helped out...
- the boys knew he kept himself busy the entire time after things got awkward with you, but they didn't exactly know what he was doing in his studio, only taehyung knew he was editing something
-so the boys were enjoying their time off and even got jungkook's mind off of you with some sightseeing and other leisure activities they had planned
-but at the end of the day, he thought of you and read your last messages over and over again. the last time you had texted was when you wished him a good time in europe and he thanked you. he sighed as he realized how your long texts with each other had turned into such short ones within 1 week
- yoongi: i cannot take this anymore, we need to do something about this
jin: i did. i invited y/n to join us.
the boys: ???
jin: all expenses on the company.
the boys: ?????????
-also, this was the first time you guys were separated, and it gave him the chance think about what he truly wants for you two, friendship or more.. he decided to confide in namjoon and jin about it and seek advice
namjoon: i'm sure y/n likes you too, and even if not, which I really doubt, at least you'll get it sorted out that way and carry on
jk: hyung, see that's the thing. if my feelings will not be reciprocated, i won't be able to continue a friendship... that's why I am so scared.
jin: y/n's coming here, tomorrow, jk, only for you, so i'm pretty sure your feelings will be reciprocated. just be honest about them.
jk: what do you mean y/n's gonna be here tomorrow?
jin: exactly that.
jk: with all due respect, hyung-nim, what the fuck
(-namjoon cackling in the background-)
-so jin explained how he asked you about joining them bc jk was so down and reassured jk that he didn't tell you anything about his feelings and that you solely come there bc you also had 2 weeks off and you wanted to spend time with him, even though jin had some convincing to do since you thought it might be awkward between jk and you
- jin: also, the supposed date on her story? that was just a night out among co-workers, so it was definitely not a date, I asked y/n about it
jk: ....... why didn't you tell me sooner? why are you telling me that a week later, when I'm in another country??
jin: remember the time you put actual fish oil in my bungeoppang?
jk:
jin: see, you did this and I'm still arranging you a romantic getaway, like the merciful god i am
jk: oh my god
jin: exactly
-jk texted you the same night and asked you where you are and said that jin told him everything. "maybe I should let the food war continue after all..", you thought and rolled your eyes. you sent jungkook a pic from the view you had from your hotel room, where you arrived a few hours prior, and he could clearly recognize that you were indeed there, as unbelievable as it was for him.
you: I can't believe jin ruined the surprise
jk: trust me, it still was a huge surprise for me
you: a good one, I hope?
jk: definitely... you know, i actually wanted to text you.
you: about the past week, i suppose?
jk: kinda. i'm going to send you something. it was done rather quickly, so have some mercy on me with that.. and please don't be mad at me
you: ok..? you're kind of worrying me here
jk: and y/n.. i won't say anything about it, it should speak for itself.. and please don't say anything about it until I see you tomorrow, ok?
you: alright..
jk: I'll see you at the café jin hyung told me about, depending on the answer you're gonna give me
you: I'll be there, no matter what
jk: ok, then, yellow shirt in case you're answer is positive, black shirt in any other case, how about that?
you: fine by me koo ☺️
jk: ok...... here goes nothing 🙇🏻♂️
-what he sent you was a gcf with your name as the title and what followed was a beautiful compilation of your favourite moments you and jungkook had shared, and some moments you weren't even aware of the fact that he was filming you..some scenes, for example: your guys' trip to lotte world, you giggling into the camera when turned the cam to both of you wearing bunny ears, you laughing your ass off while filming him dancing to cl's "hello bitches", you on the day you went to the planetarium together, the time you came over to his place with food after he was too exhausted to do anything after practice and you watched "spirited away" together, then you playing with gureum while he giggles behind the camera, you being bts' no 1 hype man during their concert preparations, some videos where you cheered for him during the days you two spent apart bc of award shows.... and at the end of the video there was a single picture of you two, where you smiled widely into the camera, while he looked at you with a shy smile on his face... and finally, you heard his voice saying the words which appeared on screen: "be my loved one".
- the next day, jungkook was waiting for you in the café opposite the church, where you would come to as well. he was nervous as hell and honestly he still wasn't sure if you're actually going to come there or if jin played a prank on him. he checked his texts again and again and just stared at the "read" sign beneath the text and the video he sent you and mentally slapped himself for telling you to keep your answer to yourself until you meet him in the café. he started overthinking again, to a point where he zoned out so much that he didn't even notice 6 guys with huge sunglasses and a suspicious lot of newspapers, sitting at another table what finally made him snap back into reality was the sound of someone pulling the chair at his table, which instantly made him turn around only to see you sitting down next to him, right at the moment when the bells started ringing. undoubtedly, the colour yellow has never made jungkook happier.
💕
epilogue:
-at the dorms with the boys after you left your company dinner party early-
jimin: why'd you come back so early?
you: because SOMEONE almost broke my co-workers hand during a handshake
jk: it's called asserting dominance, y/n, don't you ever listen to david attenborough sunbaenim?
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A, G, and S for the boiiisssszzz (I'm sorry if its long setdfyguhij)
Nonono dont apologize, i loooove answering long questions like this! It really makes me think about my ocs and helps develop them more!
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A: Aptitude1. what are your oc’s natural abilities, things they’ve been doing since young?
Nick has always had very quick reflexes. They most likely developed while he was pushing himself to get stronger when he was recovering from his childhood illness. Or maybe they were there all along and he finally had a healthy body to show for it. This of course carried over into him quickly being able to point and shoot, engage quickly with enemies. He’s got terrific aim, but that’s something he’s practiced with over the years.
Leo is just… Leo. He understands and learns very quickly even from a young age. He learned to read very well early in life and impressed his tutors with his quick knowledge of math. He just retains everything like a sponge. Buuut he comes off simple because of his lack of understanding of social interactions. But i think the most natural ability he has is his way of thinking strategically. He’s been beating his brothers at chess for yeaaars lol And he’s been a massive help to his old gang leader when helping plan out robberies.
Theo is a natural charmer. he’s been able to tell since he could talk who and what he can get away with by reading the situation in a room. That only got better the older he got. He became the trio’s negotiator for most things. Hell surprisingly he’s the one that knows more than one language!
2. what activities have they participated in?
I’m not really sure what this is defining as activities. So I’ll just go with the RDR2 theme of it. Target contests for sure wit Nick, I bet he’s one quite a bit of cash at those. Leo has gone and done several horse races and hasn’t done too bad there. Theo on multiple occasions has gotten an entire saloon shitfaced and basically they become big parties and everyone having a great time and Theo is gettin’ the juiciest gossip about new places and stores to rob. >:3
3. what abilities do they have that they’ve worked for?
Nick it’s his aim. Before the outlaw life, they were all pretty sheltered and weren’t around lots of guns and such, so while he had the natural reflexes of a gunslinger, he hadn’t the aim. that was built up over lots of hard work and determination to protect his brother. He became pretty adept at it roughly 3 years in. He had to be, for them to survive. He also had to work to learn to cook for him and his brothers. Living on the road, they didn’t know much about food. It was a lot of trial and error, lots of food poisoning lol But now hes the best cook among the three, which isnt saying too much, but he at least knows how to season venison lol.
Leo had definitely had to work with his ability to shoot a gun, or use weapons in general. He learned the gun out of necessity thanks to Nick’s coaxing, but he’s surprisingly more comfortable throwing axes than using guns lol. He’s just just honestly the most uneasy around guns because of the business they had with their dad and the trio shooting him, even if it was on accident.
Theo had to work a lot with his knife throwing and just knives in general. He’;s got a lot of visible scars littered about his hands from a lot of failed attempts from some bullshit or another. But he’s gun a lot of dumb luck, like he’d throw a knife at an enemy and the handle hits the man instead of the blade. BUT he hit it so hard and in the back of the head, the guy goes unconscious instead lol
4. what things are they bad at?
Lol Oh man, so much. Like mentioned before, the other two boys cant cook for shit. They gotta live off of canned food or leftovers if Nick’s not around. Nick can’t patch up his own clothes, he sucks at sewing, just gets confused at what he’s looking at, one time he sewed the sleeve of his shirt completely shut, that had Theo and Leo in hysterics at his own expense. Leo as we know isn’t good with communicating well with others. He either comes off stupid or arrogant to strangers, neither is a good scenario. Theo in particular, sucks at stakeouts, or just waiting around doing nothing, he gets very fidgety and wants to talk. So he’s been forced to find ways to entertain himself with like a book or playing cats cradle
5. what is their most impressive talent?
For Nick it’s definitely his gunslinging. He’s quite proud of how well he can shoot.
For Theo, probably his medical work. He’s very quick and knows where to cute, and get you nice and buzzed on booze so it’s not too bad. He’s gone as so quickly to remove a bullet, sanitize, stitch and wrap a wound in less than ten minutes, he’s got it down to an art, it’s like removing a splinter to him lol
Leo it would be his brilliant plans. Like he may be quiet, but he is the most sly and creative of the group. I won’t go in too much detail cuz I have some great ideas he’s gonna implement in future chapters. But his brain is gonna have people go ‘well shit why havent we thought of that sooner?’ >:3c
G: Gorgeous
1. what is their most attractive external feature?
The twins like to tease that it’s Nick’s babyface and blonde hair. He just scowls and yanks them down into a headlock lmao. But honestly all the boys got those pretty ‘Teale Green’ eyes, that draw people in.
2. what is the most attractive part of their personality?
Theo’s is his humor and empathy with others. Leo’s is… well I guess some people would be into the quiet listener type? Nick well… honestly he’s a bit prickly but he has some good morals underneath all that. I think the best part of his personality is standing up and protecting others I suppose. :p
3. what benefits come with being their friend?
Oh boy well basically you get the infinite protection of these three. They’re loyal to a fault and will back you up in any situation. When they bond to people, it’s family. And you treat family right. Of course with that, you gotta put up with Theo’s shenanigans, Leo desperately wanting someone else to thrash at chess, and Nick’s paranoid grumpy ass. But they’re good boys who treat their friends right. ;w;
4. what parts of them do they like and dislike?
Theo hates that he cares too much about what people think, he can be easily antagonized sometimes because of it. He also has his moments where he just gets into this depressive spiral about how they’ve turned into murderers and thieves and his brothers gotta shake him outa it. He does like how tall he is though, it impresses the ladies and works for a good intimidation tactic :p Leo sometimes hates how identical he and Theo are, because people mistake him for Theo and get weird about how different and quiet he acts, he gets very self conscious about it some days, but hes usually ok. But in the same thought process, its something that he also likes about himself that he and Theo are identical. Idk its a bit of a crisis for him lol
Nick has some Arthur Moods™ when it comes to himself. He looks younger and smaller compared to his brothers some days, he hates the scar on his nose, reminds him of his dear ol dad who put it there, gets kinda self conscious about it too. One thing he suppose he likes about himself is his hair. Little secret, but he keeps good care of that shit, keep it nice and soft, will sometimes tie it back too. The twins tease him on occasion but not too much, else he’ll hide it all under a hat lol
5. what parts of others do they envy?
Nick of course envies his brother’s heights a lot, envies anyone who’s taller than him really. He also just envies people who can just be so carefree even in the darkest of time. He just hyperfixates on the worst a lot.
Theo envies Nick’s ability to shoot and hunt. They’re useful skills to have as an outlaw that he just hasn’t mastered too well. But at least he’s got his knives! :) Leo envies anyone who can just speak their mind to others so easily. How can they condense all their thoughts into just a few sentences? How do they flawlessly move through unspoken social etiquette? It’s a mystery Leo wishes one day he too will understand.
S: Streets1. are they street-smart?
They definitely weren’t at first! Sheltered boys practically caged up on their father’s property, only learning about the real world after they shot the man? Yeah they had a lot of learning to do and they learned through a lot of mistake son their part. But ten years have come and gone and they’re definitely a lot more street smart now.
2. would they give money to someone on the streets?
Probably, they know how that life is like. That first year on their own was very rough on them and they sympathize with the normal poor citizens having more morals than themselves to not go robbing people like they did.
3. have they ever gotten in a fight on the streets?
Oh definitely! Sometime Theo’s placating nature just riles up people more and shit happens. But he’s got his brothers to back him up. Also on that note, someone trying to mess with Nick and Nick being the unsociable cactus that he is, makes things worse. Next thing you know, someone pulls out a knife and Nick’s curb stomping the guy who called him girly. Y’know, shit happens. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
4. has anything happened to them on the streets?
Lmao see above.
5. are they cautious when out?
They’re always cautious thanks to Nick’s incessant lectures about watching their backs and always being aware of the law.
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Lance thought he'd be safe with Keith's mark, or at least safe enough to fulfil his duties while his boyfriend was away. He was so beyond proud to be wearing it, and Keith had been so sweet about holding him as he sobbed in pure happiness after being marked. He'd never known he could be that happy, or feel that loved and wanted. That had only been two movements ago, so why had everything gone to quiznak so fast? And why was he being hit on?
The first time it'd happened, it had been Matt who hit on him. Having stopped by to visit with Pidge, the alpha had brought a case of "rebel stout" with him. The word stout was false advertising, instead it'd been little more than moonshine. Sitting around in the lounge room, they'd all had slightly too much over the last few vargas... well everyone but Lance. One sniff of the stuff had his omega instincts screaming at him not to chance it. He wasn't keen on repeating what happened that night he'd been drinking with Hunk, and doubly so because Keith wasn't there to protect him from 4 drunk alpha's. So, he was still nursing the same drink that he'd started the night with. Lance had been ready to call it a night, and then Matt had dropped himself down beside him. The smell of arousal pouring off the alpha was nearly as strong as the alcohol on his breath
"So Lance... I hear your alpha left"
"Keith's working with the Blade of Marmora at the moment, if that's what you mean"
"Yeah. It's weird without him around. You know, you're kind of cute... I've never been into male omega's before, but if..."
Punching Matt hard in the arm, Pidge rolled her eyes
"Lance, forget about it. Matt doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut"
"You're the one who said his alpha had left"
"Yes, but that's because he left Voltron"
"I just don't see why he'd leave if he was happy here with Lance..."
"Matt!"
"It's fine Pidge. It's not like I've heard from him since he left"
Placing down his glass, he knew he'd just brought the whole mood of the party down with his sad tone. Placing his hand on his thigh, Matt looked him squarely in the eye as he squeezed firmly
"Matt! You're being so embarrassing. Lance, slap him if you want to"
"No... but... I think I'm going to go to bed"
Taking Matt's hand off his thigh, Lance rose, trying to keep his emotions under control. Matt was drunk and no doubt he'd regret his actions in the morning, but right now all Lance wanted to do was crawl into his bed, and bury himself under Keith's blankets because he was so quiznakking scared
"Lance, I'm sorry. You don't need to smell so scared"
"Matt, you're making things worse. Hunk, why don't you walk Lance back to his quarters?"
"No. I'll be fine"
Hunk began to place his own drink down, his friend clearly not listening
"Hunk, stay here. I... I'll be fine, I just need some space"
It seemed like everyone shot him a look of pity, even Matt who had no idea what was going on, as Lance mentally tried to calculate the best escape route. It was Allura who finally broke the silence
"Coran, can you please move, so I can move and Lance can get out?"
"It's ok Allura"
Climbing over the sofa, he'd probably just made himself look even lamer, but it was the fastest way out. All but fleeing the room, he pretty much ran all the way back his quarters. Buried under Keith's blankets, it was vargas before he managed to finally calm enough to fall into a fitful sleep.
The following morning Matt had been extremely apologetic, to the point it was almost uncomfortable. Apparently Pidge had scolded her big brother for being a drunken fool because he couldn't remember his own actions. With the promise to do better in the future, Lance told Matt it was alright and that he understood. So things returned to normal between them, or as normal as it'd ever been between them.
The next incident occurred about a movement after the first.
When Keith had left, his boyfriend had told him to take anything he wanted from his room. So Lance had pretty much taken everything. His wardrobe was home to all Keith's clothes, and the alpha's pillow lived in the back corner of his bed... so it was there and safe, but out of Lance's reach so he wouldn't cover his boyfriend's scent with his own. Lance had been laying on his bed, reading a book he'd found in Keith's room. It was some kind of cheesy novel that didn't really seem to suit Keith's outside persona at all, when a light knock had landed on his door. Thinking it was probably Hunk, he yelled out to "come in". The moment the door opened, his stomach dropped and felt sick.
Walking into his quarters, Shiro stared down at him like he was doing something wrong
"Shiro? What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to talk to you..."
"Shiro, I'm not sure this a good idea"
"Lance, I just wanted to tell you that you don't need to he so scared. I know you've taken to wearing Keith's shirts under your own, and I know you love him, but are you two still dating?"
"What business of that is yours?"
"I thought we'd have heard from him by now, but if you two broke up, that would explain why we haven't"
"Shiro, what are you trying to get at?"
Sighing softly, Shiro pinched the bridge of his nose
"I'm interested in you. I'm interested in courting you, and the way you've been smelling lately, you smell like you're trying to attract a mate"
"Excuse me?!"
Lance was furious. Yes. Hunk and Pidge had both commented that his scent had become stronger and somewhat sweeter since being marked by Keith, but he didn't want another alpha and they all knew that
"I like you Lance. I know our pups had to be... I know you lost our pups, but this time things will be different"
How dare he?! How dare he bring the pups into this!? He had no right, even as the sire!
"Get out..."
Clenching his hands, the book pages crumpled in his right grip
"Lance"
"Get the hell out of here Shiro and don't you ever come back tommy quarters again"
"Lance, I'm serious. I want to be with you"
"I don't want you! And for your information, Keith has already given me his mark!"
"Did you mark him back?"
"What..."
"Did you mark him back? Because if you didn't, it's not a true bond and that mark will fade..."
Jumping to his feet, Lance hurled the book at Shiro
"Keith is my alpha and the only alpha I will ever allow to touch me like that"
"I know you're scared of me, but I wasn't in control of myself"
"I'd say you're still not. Now get out!"
Nodding, Shiro took a step back towards the door, before pausing
"At least think about it..."
"There nothing to think about"
Leaving things like that, Shiro left his quarters. It wasn't until Shiro's back had disappeared that Lance realised he was struggling to breathe. Even with his room full of Keith's scent, his racing heart wouldn't calm and each breath he inhaled seemed to hurt his chest. First Matt? And now Shiro? Had Keith's mark faded already? No... no, he'd checked it that morning after he'd showered and it was still very much visible, so why did both alpha's think he was available?
Still shaken by the encounter, Lance dressed in Keith's clothes before heading up to the bridge. He really needed to talk to Keith, but he couldn't call his alpha, so the best he could do was send Keith an encrypted message. Finding Pidge already in the bridge, his friend smiled as he crossed to her side
"Hey Lance"
"Hey Pidge, what are you up to?"
"Just playing around with things. Is there something you need?"
"I was wondering if you could encrypt a message for me? I want to send something to Keith, but I don't want anyone but him to be able to open it"
"Lance, come on. I could do that with my eyes closed"
"I know. I just didn't... I don't know"
"Have you written your message yet?"
"No. Not yet"
"Alright. Here"
Opening up another page on the sensors, Pidge tapped away for a few ticks, before climbing from her seat
"There you go. You just need to tap that button down the bottom when your done. It'll be sent straight to Keith's communicator"
"And Kolivan won't be able to see it?"
"Nope"
"And you won't be able to pull it up"
"Lance, is there something going on that you want to tell me about?"
"No. I just really don't want anyone reading me telling Keith how much I love him"
Groaning, Pidge raised her hands as if in surrender
"Yeah, you're right. No one should be subjected to you two when you get all lovey"
"We don't get all lovey"
"That kiss Keith gave you before he left says otherwise"
"That's because he was leaving and you should know by now you can't stop Keith when he decides something"
"Yeah yeah. Anyway, your message is completely safe, so be as gross as you want"
Waiting until Pidge left, Lance than dropped down into the chair she'd vacated.
In his head, he knew what he wanted to tell Keith. He wanted to tell his boyfriend absolutely everything that had happened since he left. He wanted to tell him how Matt had gotten drunk and flirted with him, and how Shiro wanted to court him, but at the same time, he was too scared too. He didn't want to risk making Keith angry and he didn't want his boyfriend doubting he loved him. After rewriting his message half a dozen times, Lance gave up. He'd tried being happy, and had tried to put happy things in his message, but he didn't have anything to be happy about. Even performing had lost its appeal, and he'd looooved that. All he wanted was Keith, and it was way too selfish to tell him that. In the end his message was stupidly short
"Keith, its Lance. I just want to say I hope you're ok. I miss you and I love you. Wherever you are"
Yeah... he was pathetic. But with everything going on, he couldn't help it. Keith was the only one who could calm his messed up emotions, and the only one he truly trusted to keep him safe. It was like a some of the magic in life had disappeared when Keith left, and each day felt harder than the one before.
Having curled up in Pidge's chair, Lance had dozed off at some point. Waking to find Shiro watching him, he wondered just how long the alpha had been there
"Lance, don't tell me you've been here all night"
Crossing to her chair, Pidge placed her hands on her hips as she stared down at him
"Oh... maybe. I guess I fell asleep"
"Lance. I know Keith's gone, but you really need to take better care of yourself"
"I know. I'm sorry"
"Did you at least send your message before falling asleep?"
Deciding it was time he was part of the conversation, Shiro cleared his throat before asking
"What message?"
"Lance sent Keith a message last night"
"Lance. Do you not realise how dangerous that could be? If Keith's in the middle of a mission, you could have placed him in serious danger"
"Shiro, you don't have to be so hard on him. We all miss Keith"
"And we'd all prefer Keith comes back in one peace. Lance, I know you miss him, but you can't go messaging him whenever you want. If he'd wanted to talk to you, he would have messaged you by now"
It felt like Shiro had peaked into his brain and seen how worried he was about just that. Feeling his stomach roll at the thought of Shiro being in his head again, Lance climbed from the chair shakily
"Shiro, that was uncalled for. Lance, I'm sure Keith has just been really busy"
"Yeah. He told me it would probably be like this, but I really did need to message him, so thank you for your help"
"What did you tell him?"
"What do you mean?"
"Did you tell him about Lotor? Or anything that can be used against us?"
"I'm not an idiot"
"Are you sure about that?"
Each time Shiro opened his mouth, Lance felt like he was going to throw up. He was so sick of Shiro's crap
"Guys, I think that's enough"
"Pidge, we need to know Lance isn't running around and sending information to Keith that he shouldn't be"
"The message is encrypted so only Keith can open it. I set the encryption up myself. Even if the Galra got it, I doubt they'd be able to make heads or tails of it"
"That's beside the point"
Having been pushed far enough, Lance's already mixed up emotions finally burst. With silent tears beginning to roll down his face, he glared at Shiro
"I didn't tell him you made a pass at me, if that's what you're so worried about. So back the hell off"
Pidge looked shocked at his words, while Shiro looked just as angry as he was. As if sensing this could turn nasty at any moment, Pidge placed he hand on his shoulder
"Lance, it's fine. Ignore Captain Grumpy over there. Why don't you go take a shower and get some breakfast? Coran wants to go over performance details again, and you'll feel better once you've eaten"
Taking the out, Lance nodded to Pidge before leaving the two alpha's in the bridge. How dare Shiro try to pick such a petty fight. And how dare he accuse him of ever risking the coalition by sending sensitive information on a possible unsecure channel.
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WAD LIOA Chapter 21 draft
Lance thought he'd be safe with Keith's mark, or at least safe enough to fulfil his duties while his boyfriend was away. He was so beyond proud to be wearing it, and Keith had been so sweet about holding him as he sobbed in pure happiness after being marked. He'd never known he could be that happy, or feel that loved and wanted. That had only been two movements ago, so why had everything gone to quiznak so fast? And why was he being hit on?
The first time it'd happened, it had been Matt who hit on him. Having stopped by to visit with Pidge, the alpha had brought a case of "rebel stout" with him. The word stout was false advertising, instead, it'd been little more than moonshine. Sitting around in the lounge room, they'd all had slightly too much over the last few vargas... well everyone but Lance. One sniff of the stuff had his omega instincts screaming at him not to chance it. He wasn't keen on repeating what happened that night he'd been drinking with Hunk, and doubly so because Keith wasn't there to protect him from 4 drunk alpha's. So, he was still nursing the same drink that he'd started the night with. Lance had been ready to call it a night, and then Matt had dropped himself down beside him. The smell of arousal pouring off the alpha was nearly as strong as the alcohol on his breath
"So Lance... I hear your alpha left"
"Keith's working with the Blade of Marmora at the moment, if that's what you mean"
"Yeah. It's weird without him around. You know, you're kind of cute... I've never been into male omega's before, but if..."
Punching Matt hard in the arm, Pidge rolled her eyes
"Lance, forget about it. Matt doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut"
"You're the one who said his alpha had left"
"Yes, but that's because he left Voltron"
"I just don't see why he'd leave if he was happy here with Lance..."
"Matt!"
"It's fine Pidge. It's not like I've heard from him since he left"
Placing down his glass, he knew he'd just brought the whole mood of the party down with his sad tone. Placing his hand on his thigh, Matt looked him squarely in the eye as he squeezed firmly
"Matt! You're being so embarrassing. Lance, slap him if you want to"
"No... but... I think I'm going to go to bed"
Taking Matt's hand off his thigh, Lance rose, trying to keep his emotions under control. Matt was drunk and no doubt he'd regret his actions in the morning, but right now all Lance wanted to do was crawl into his bed, and bury himself under Keith's blankets because he was so quiznakking scared
"Lance, I'm sorry. You don't need to smell so scared"
"Matt, you're making things worse. Hunk, why don't you walk Lance back to his quarters?"
"No. I'll be fine"
Hunk began to place his own drink down, his friend clearly not listening
"Hunk, stay here. I... I'll be fine, I just need some space"
It seemed like everyone shot him a look of pity, even Matt who had no idea what was going on, as Lance mentally tried to calculate the best escape route. It was Allura who finally broke the silence
"Coran, can you please move, so I can move and Lance can get out?"
"It's ok Allura"
Climbing over the sofa, he'd probably just made himself look even lamer, but it was the fastest way out. All but fleeing the room, he pretty much ran all the way back his quarters. Buried under Keith's blankets, it was vargas before he managed to finally calm enough to fall into a fitful sleep.
The following morning Matt had been extremely apologetic, to the point it was almost uncomfortable. Apparently Pidge had scolded her big brother for being a drunken fool because he couldn't remember his own actions. With the promise to do better in the future, Lance told Matt it was alright and that he understood. So things returned to normal between them, or as normal as it'd ever been between them.
The next incident occurred about a movement after the first.
When Keith had left, his boyfriend had told him to take anything he wanted from his room. So Lance had pretty much taken everything. His wardrobe was home to all Keith's clothes, and the alpha's pillow lived in the back corner of his bed... so it was there and safe, but out of Lance's reach so he wouldn't cover his boyfriend's scent with his own. Lance had been laying on his bed, reading a book he'd found in Keith's room. It was some kind of cheesy novel that didn't really seem to suit Keith's outside persona at all, when a light knock had landed on his door. Thinking it was probably Hunk, he yelled out to "come in". The moment the door opened, his stomach dropped and felt sick.
Walking into his quarters, Shiro stared down at him like he was doing something wrong
"Shiro? What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to talk to you..."
"Shiro, I'm not sure this a good idea"
"Lance, I just wanted to tell you that you don't need to he so scared. I know you've taken to wearing Keith's shirts under your own, and I know you love him, but are you two still dating?"
"What business of that is yours?"
"I thought we'd have heard from him by now, but if you two broke up, that would explain why we haven't"
"Shiro, what are you trying to get at?"
Sighing softly, Shiro pinched the bridge of his nose
"I'm interested in you. I'm interested in courting you, and the way you've been smelling lately, you smell like you're trying to attract a mate"
"Excuse me?!"
Lance was furious. Yes. Hunk and Pidge had both commented that his scent had become stronger and somewhat sweeter since being marked by Keith, but he didn't want another alpha and they all knew that
"I like you Lance. I know our pups had to be... I know you lost our pups, but this time things will be different"
How dare he?! How dare he bring the pups into this!? He had no right, even as the sire!
"Get out..."
Clenching his hands, the book pages crumpled in his right grip
"Lance"
"Get the hell out of here Shiro and don't you ever come back tommy quarters again"
"Lance, I'm serious. I want to be with you"
"I don't want you! And for your information, Keith has already given me his mark!"
"Did you mark him back?"
"What..."
"Did you mark him back? Because if you didn't, it's not a true bond and that mark will fade..."
Jumping to his feet, Lance hurled the book at Shiro
"Keith is my alpha and the only alpha I will ever allow to touch me like that"
"I know you're scared of me, but I wasn't in control of myself"
"I'd say you're still not. Now get out!"
Nodding, Shiro took a step back towards the door, before pausing
"At least think about it..."
"There nothing to think about"
Leaving things like that, Shiro left his quarters. It wasn't until Shiro's back had disappeared that Lance realised he was struggling to breathe. Even with his room full of Keith's scent, his racing heart wouldn't calm and each breath he inhaled seemed to hurt his chest. First Matt? And now Shiro? Had Keith's mark faded already? No... no, he'd checked it that morning after he'd showered and it was still very much visible, so why did both alpha's think he was available?
Still shaken by the encounter, Lance dressed in Keith's clothes before heading up to the bridge. He really needed to talk to Keith, but he couldn't call his alpha, so the best he could do was send Keith an encrypted message. Finding Pidge already in the bridge, his friend smiled as he crossed to her side
"Hey Lance"
"Hey Pidge, what are you up to?"
"Just playing around with things. Is there something you need?"
"I was wondering if you could encrypt a message for me? I want to send something to Keith, but I don't want anyone but him to be able to open it"
"Lance, come on. I could do that with my eyes closed"
"I know. I just didn't... I don't know"
"Have you written your message yet?"
"No. Not yet"
"Alright. Here"
Opening up another page on the sensors, Pidge tapped away for a few ticks, before climbing from her seat
"There you go. You just need to tap that button down the bottom when your done. It'll be sent straight to Keith's communicator"
"And Kolivan won't be able to see it?"
"Nope"
"And you won't be able to pull it up"
"Lance, is there something going on that you want to tell me about?"
"No. I just really don't want anyone reading me telling Keith how much I love him"
Groaning, Pidge raised her hands as if in surrender
"Yeah, you're right. No one should be subjected to you two when you get all lovey"
"We don't get all lovey"
"That kiss Keith gave you before he left says otherwise"
"That's because he was leaving and you should know by now you can't stop Keith when he decides something"
"Yeah yeah. Anyway, your message is completely safe, so be as gross as you want"
Waiting until Pidge left, Lance than dropped down into the chair she'd vacated.
In his head, he knew what he wanted to tell Keith. He wanted to tell his boyfriend absolutely everything that had happened since he left. He wanted to tell him how Matt had gotten drunk and flirted with him, and how Shiro wanted to court him, but at the same time, he was too scared too. He didn't want to risk making Keith angry and he didn't want his boyfriend doubting he loved him. After rewriting his message half a dozen times, Lance gave up. He'd tried being happy, and had tried to put happy things in his message, but he didn't have anything to be happy about. Even performing had lost its appeal, and he'd looooved that. All he wanted was Keith, and it was way too selfish to tell him that. In the end his message was stupidly short
"Keith, its Lance. I just want to say I hope you're ok. I miss you and I love you. Wherever you are"
Yeah... he was pathetic. But with everything going on, he couldn't help it. Keith was the only one who could calm his messed up emotions, and the only one he truly trusted to keep him safe. It was like a some of the magic in life had disappeared when Keith left, and each day felt harder than the one before.
Having curled up in Pidge's chair, Lance had dozed off at some point. Waking to find Shiro watching him, he wondered just how long the alpha had been there
"Lance, don't tell me you've been here all night"
Crossing to her chair, Pidge placed her hands on her hips as she stared down at him
"Oh... maybe. I guess I fell asleep"
"Lance. I know Keith's gone, but you really need to take better care of yourself"
"I know. I'm sorry"
"Did you at least send your message before falling asleep?"
Deciding it was time he was part of the conversation, Shiro cleared his throat before asking
"What message?"
"Lance sent Keith a message last night"
"Lance. Do you not realise how dangerous that could be? If Keith's in the middle of a mission, you could have placed him in serious danger"
"Shiro, you don't have to be so hard on him. We all miss Keith"
"And we'd all prefer Keith comes back in one peace. Lance, I know you miss him, but you can't go messaging him whenever you want. If he'd wanted to talk to you, he would have messaged you by now"
It felt like Shiro had peaked into his brain and seen how worried he was about just that. Feeling his stomach roll at the thought of Shiro being in his head again, Lance climbed from the chair shakily
"Shiro, that was uncalled for. Lance, I'm sure Keith has just been really busy"
"Yeah. He told me it would probably be like this, but I really did need to message him, so thank you for your help"
"What did you tell him?"
"What do you mean?"
"Did you tell him about Lotor? Or anything that can be used against us?"
"I'm not an idiot"
"Are you sure about that?"
Each time Shiro opened his mouth, Lance felt like he was going to throw up. He was so sick of Shiro's crap
"Guys, I think that's enough"
"Pidge, we need to know Lance isn't running around and sending information to Keith that he shouldn't be"
"The message is encrypted so only Keith can open it. I set the encryption up myself. Even if the Galra got it, I doubt they'd be able to make heads or tails of it"
"That's beside the point"
Having been pushed far enough, Lance's already mixed up emotions finally burst. With silent tears beginning to roll down his face, he glared at Shiro
"I didn't tell him you made a pass at me, if that's what you're so worried about. So back the hell off"
Pidge looked shocked at his words, while Shiro looked just as angry as he was. As if sensing this could turn nasty at any moment, Pidge placed her hand on his shoulder
"Lance, it's fine. Ignore Captain Grumpy over there. Why don't you go take a shower and get some breakfast? Coran wants to go over performance details again, and you'll feel better once you've eaten"
Taking the out, Lance nodded to Pidge before leaving the two alpha's in the bridge. How dare Shiro try to pick such a petty fight. And how dare he accuse him of ever risking the coalition by sending sensitive information on a possible unsecure channel.
*
Sitting in the kitchen with Hunk, Lance was hiding. He felt like he'd just been completely disregarded in every conceivable way. He hadn't heard back from Keith, and he'd just been made to feel like a fool by Allura and Shiro seemingly openly welcoming Lotor on board the castle. Nothing good could come from this, and Hunk was the only one he felt like he could turn to about it all, though his friend definitely seemed to be sick of hearing him repeat how bad an idea of this was. What was to stop the Galra converging on them? Sure they had Voltron, but if the Galra brought in the big guns, they totally didn't stand a chance. Reaching for the closest bowl of goop, Lance pulled the spatula from it
"Lance, put that back"
"But I'm hungry"
"You're not hungry. You're upset"
"That's too. Can't you just not be right for once and let me eat my feelings"
Hunk sighed in clear annoyance, though Lance wasn't completely sure what his friend was so annoyed about
"Just put the spatula back down, and I'll make you some cookie dough"
Lance's eyes widened and he rushed to place the spatula back in the bowl
"Really?!"
"Yeah. Just give me a moment"
"Aw yes! Hunk, you're the best friend a guy could ask for!"
"What did Hunk do this time?"
Not letting Pidge upset his moment of happiness, Lance beamed in her direction
"Hunk is going to make me cookie dough"
"Well he better work fast, we just got our next mission details from Lotor"
Throwing his hands in the air, Lance let out a huff. Good mood gone. Just like that
"Lance, none of us like Lotor, but you can't deny we've been making real head way"
"I just feel like we're trusting him too much"
"Well this will make you feel better, we've already contacted Kolivan, and he'll be calling us soon... him and Keith"
Lance's heart leapt, before falling. Keith was obviously somewhere safe, or at least somewhere safe enough to call... so why hadn't he replied? Looking down, he shook his head
"Hunk, don't bother with that cookie dough"
"Lance?"
"Let's just go see what Kolivan says"
Still sulking, Lance stood to the back of the group as everyone else gushed to ask Keith how he was. His boyfriend seemed happy enough to answer everyone's questions, but didn't even say his name, let alone hello. Unable to stop the soft whine of sadness from his alpha's rejection, Lance was lucky that no one seemed to catch it as Kolivan finally brought the conversation back to what Lotor had said. Lance didn't know why he was still surprised that everything Lotor had provided was correct. But to be honest, Kolivan confirming it with his normal clipped and direct manner, went over his head. He was just so mad at Keith for snubbing him, that he couldn't take his eyes off his boyfriend... which only served to make him madder. Keith clearly didn't want to talk to him, and for the life of him Lance couldn't figure out why. Letting his own insecurities get the better of him, Lance turned away from Kolivan and Keith. If his alpha was going to ignore him, then he'd ignore his alpha right back. Walking from the bridge, he didn't care that he was being rude to Kolivan, or to his team mates. If Keith wanted to break up with him, why didn't he just say so... instead of just snobbing him off.
Having only made it a few metres down the hall, Lance sank down against the wall, burying his face in his hands as he did so. All it had taken was the mere thought of breaking up to turn his anger into tears. Keith was supposed to be the one who was always on his side. The one who loved him and backed him up no matter what. Not the one who ignored him when he was right there in front of him. Hell. The alpha didn't have to make some big declaration of love, but would it have killed him to wave or say hello? Or anything? Just something to tell him that he missed him...
"Lance?"
Looking up to see Hunk staring down at him, Lance felt incredibly pathetic for being sprung mid-breakdown. Wiping his face with the backs of his hands, he forced a smile
"Hey bud. What did they decide?"
"We're heading out. Are you going to be able to pilot the Red Lion?"
"I'm fine..."
Hunk raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical
"I'm not fine"
Breaking back down, Lance sobbed earnestly
"If he wanted to breakup, why didn't he just tell me?"
"Lance... here, let's get you up before everyone else comes"
Pulling him to his feet, Hunk looped his arm around Lance's waist
"I'm sure he doesn't want to break up. Keith was just being his normal broody self"
"He didn't even look at me"
"He was probably just self conscious. Besides, the Galra don't care for emotions or emotional actions"
"So what? Keith's embraced his Galra side"
Hunk was failing miserably at making him feel better, yet his friend kept trying... by bringing up all the trouble they used to get into back at the Galaxy Garrison. All it really succeeded in doing was making Lance home sick, but he thanked his friend as they parted outside his quarters.
Without the luxury of time, Lance couldn't strip his room of Keith's presence. But that didn't mean he couldn't grab all of Keith's clothes out his wardrobe and throw them into a pile on his bed. Thankfully the alpha didn't know he'd been pathetic enough to believe in him. Snatching out Keith's blankets, he threw them on the top of the pile. When they all got back, he'd wait until the coast was clear before returning all Keith's things back to where they were. No. He had to get his head in the game. He'd been stupid, but with enough time Keith's mark would fade, and maybe he might even find someone who really loved him.
*
For some strange reason Lance hadn't been able to just dump Keith's things back in his room after the mission. Instead the omega had taken the time to hang everything back up, but that was only because he was crying too hard to see straights or at least that was what he was telling himself. A not so tiny part of him had been praying that Keith would magically walk through the door and tell him it was all some kind of mistake, and even though he knew it wasn't about to happen, he still dragged the process on as long as he could. The last thing Lance did, before stumbling from Keith's room, was place the alpha's pillow back where it belonged. With that, everything he'd taken was back where it belonged.
The next few quintants were spent in absolute misery. A misery he couldn't bare to share, even though he knew was upsetting both Hunk and Allura. Given how emotionally exhausted he was, he wasn't sure why he was caught off guard when life found a way for things to go from bad to worse, with the boss at the end of the game, Zarkon, contacting them. His heart hurt for Pidge and Matt, but that didn't mean agreeing to trade Lotor for their father was a great idea. Honestly, he wouldn't have been surprised if somehow Lotor and Zarkon had been working together all along, and despite all but begging to be put on the ground team, he was assigned to back up support. It wasn't fair.
Following Hunk, Pidge, Shiro, Allura and Lotor, Lance was glaring daggers at the tall white haired man. Even with his hands bound, and even though he was talking openly with Shiro and Allura, Lotor left his omega side on edge to an unnatural degree. Stumbling into Lotor, Lance figured he must have spaced out
"Sorry about that..."
Wait. Why was he apologising to Lotor? And why was Lotor frowning at him? He'd said he was sorry
"Lance, get Lotor settled in the back"
What? Do what now? Why him? Shiro could go jump for all he cared. If he was such buddy buddies with the man, he could babysit him. Moving up the ramp, Lotor wasn't waiting it seemed, and Lance had to jog up the pod's ramp to catch up with him. Noticing the others were grouped together and whispering, his paranoia got the worst of him. In other words, he was completely convinced they were talking about him
"You're Lance right?"
Looking back to Lotor, Lance tried to stop glaring at the man
"So what if I am?"
"I get the feeling you don't like me very much"
"How'd you know"
Reaching down, Lance clipped Lotor's belt into place. If it was for Hunk or Allura, he would have bothered with adjusting the strap, but Lotor didn't have such a worth
"Tell me Lance. What are you?"
"I'm a human being"
"Are you really? You don't smell like the others... you smell sweeter. Do the others know you're not the same as them?"
"I'm human, so stop with whatever Galra mind games you're trying to play"
Laughing lightly, Lotor then finally shut his mouth. Double checking the half-Galra couldn't escape, Lance walked back down the ramp towards the group... which on his arrival immediately broke up
"Is he secured?"
"As secured as he's going to get. Are you sure you don't need a sharp shooter by your side"
"We're sure. We don't need you out there"
Shiro's answer came hard and fast. There was absolutely no way that could be taken as anything but a no. Nodding his head, he tried to brush the smarting rejection off
"I know. I was just joking... I'm going to head back up to the bridge"
The omega barely made it to the hangar door before giving into his desire to look back. Huddled back together, his friends seemed happy enough talking about him instead of to him.
It was approximately half a varga before Allura returned to the bridge and Lance had unintentionally trapped himself with Coran as he'd waited for her. Coran being Coran had tried to laugh and joke with him, the man regaling him into boredom with some misadventure of his youth. Still, Lance was pretty sure he'd nodded and hummed in all the right places. Crossing to take her usual place, Allura stared up at the sensor screens
"They'll make planet fall in 6 doboshes, and then the wait for Zarkon will begin"
Biting down the urge to question if Zarkon would even appear, Lance hugged himself tightly as he looked through the ship window. It always felt like he was the one being left behind.
By the time Zarkon's ship finally appeared on the sensors, Lance was just about asleep on his feet. His sleepless nights had finally decided to catch up with him and the timing couldn't be worse. He was so completely sure Lotor couldn't be trusted, but Allura didn't want to hear it, so he kept his mouth closed. Since Keith had left, he felt like he'd slipped further away from the woman who had helped him so much, and it sucked. He wanted to say or do something to show Allura she was still a dear friend, but never really knew what he should do. Opening his mouth, he went to tell her that he still cared about her, only the words wouldn't come out and he was left standing there awkwardly as the ticks slowly turned to doboshes
"We should have heard something by now"
"I'm sure everything's alright..."
"They're with Lotor!"
"Lance... I know you don't like Lotor, but Zarkon would be foolish to harm Commander Holt"
"No. The smart thing to do would be to keep him, and kill everyone down there!"
"Allura, the long range scanner has picked up a fleet of Galra ship..."
"See! I told you"
"So far they're holding their positions"
"That doesn't mean anything! They're probably preparing to fire the moment Zarkon is clear"
"Lance, we need to stay put for now"
Despite being tempted to say "Quiznak it all", Lance glared at both Allura and Coran. His stomach was doing flips and he felt incredibly sick over doing nothing. They were supposed to all be friends
"I'm going to Red. I have a gut feeling they need us"
"Is this because of your omega?"
Lance was shocked Allura would go there
"No. This is because they're our friends. My omega side is worried, but I'm the one making this decision and I say we go give them a hand"
"Coran, keep us updated. We need to know if those ships move"
"Will do!"
Annoyed with Allura, Lance took off towards the Red Lion before the woman decided they needed to talk. This was a flawed mission from the get go and he'd never forgive Lotor if anything happened to his friends... or Shiro...
*
Keith couldn't figure out what he'd done wrong. Lance had barely looked at him during their conversation about Lotor's intel. Instead his boyfriend looked pissed, and then sad, before finally disappearing from the group all together. He'd thought they were still alright... Lance had sent him that message after all, and even though it practically screamed there was more to it than what met the eye, his omega was clearly unhappy with him. Had Lance not liked his reply? Or had the omega taken it wrong? He'd told Lance to be safe and to take care of himself, so maybe his boyfriend thought he was having a go at him? Whatever it was. He needed to know why Lance was mad.
When Shiro called to tell Kolivan the news of Zarkon's passing, Keith had jumped at the chance to visit his old team. He had another mission lined up, but with the Galra empire falling into temporary chaos, Kolivan wanted to reassess the upcoming missions, and that gave him a window of three quintants. It wasn't the longest amount of time, especially given a whole day would be lost in travel time alone, but he felt like he'd lose Lance forever if he didn't go right away. Kolivan wasn't terribly happy, the Galra once again accusing him of letting his emotions get in the way, and Keith couldn't deny Kolivan was right... but he also felt he wouldn't be effective in the field if he didn't settle things with Lance first.
Arriving at the castle, Keith felt like he was returning home after spending deca-phoebes away. Everything was so familiar, yet it all felt distant at the same time. Waiting for him in the pod bay, Shiro seemed less than happy to see him as he climbed from his pod
"Hey Shiro. What's up?"
"Keith. How's life with the Blades treating you?"
"Busy. The Galra empire is in chaos, and all our missions are being reorganised"
"That explains the visit"
"I did come bearing gifts. Kolivan let me take a bunch of codes and intel for Pidge to analyse"
"That's something. Allura is waiting in the bridge"
"And Lance?"
"He left the bridge not long after we got the transmission that you were approaching"
"Oh. He's probably in his quarters then. I guess I'll have to brief Allura after I've gone to see him"
"No. You'll brief Allura first"
Sighing in annoyance, Keith shook his head
"The whole reason I'm here is to see Lance"
"Then you wasted a trip. I doubt he's going to want to see you"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means you left him here. You're not the only alpha who's interested in him"
Keith's alpha growled mentally at the thought of someone daring to make a pass at his omega
"As far as he's concerned, you've left him behind"
"That's not true. He knows I love him. If I didn't, I never would have given him my mark"
"And yet he's not here"
Everything Shiro was saying stabbed at him like needles to the heart. If Lance had truly retreated to his quarters, maybe that meant the omega really didn't want to see him? Had he been the only one believing in their relationship?
Arriving at the bridge, Pidge was the first one to great him. Climbing from her chair, the female alpha jogged over to him and gave him a somewhat awkward hug
"Keith! How are you? Are you eating enough? Did you bring any cool Galra tech? What are their ships like to live on?"
"Pidge, slow down. He's only just come aboard"
Initially taken back, it took him a moment to realise he was staring at Pidge's father
"Commander Holt..."
"Keith. I've heard so much about you. It's nice to meet you"
"You too sir"
Releasing her hug, Pidge looked him up and down
"Lance is going to be relieved to see you're in one piece"
"Shiro said he'd returned to his quarters"
Pidge's smile fell slightly
"He's been pretty quiet this last movement. I think everything's hit him hard"
"Everything?"
Flicking a glance to Shiro, Pidge then shook her head
"No. It's nothing. Anyway... what did you bring me?"
"Kolivan pulled a heap of intel files. We can't sort through them all on our own, and..."
"Give them here"
Extracting the small chip from his pocket, Keith passed it over to the hyperactive alpha. He could almost see the drool forming in the corners of Pidge's mouth over it. Running back to her seat, Pidge was soon lost in her own little world with her father hovering beside her.
"Keith, Pidge is right. It's wonderful to see you again"
Smiling at Allura, Keith nodded
"It's nice to be back. The food just isn't the same now Hunk isn't cooking"
"Of course it isn't. I pride myself of my ability to create amazing food for all of us"
Snorting lightly, Keith found he'd missed Hunk's obsession with food more than he'd thought
"Yes, well, we'd love to hear all about it. Lotor should be on his way up already"
"Lotor's still here?"
"Until we can figure out our next move. He hopes for peace between the coalition and the Galra empire now Zarkon has finally been defeated"
"I'm still amazed that he survived that first attack. Though I can't say he didn't get what he deserved"
Allura nodded at his words
"Anyway, I suppose we should all talk. Hunk, would you please go check on Lance? He should be here for this"
"Lance said he didn't need to know. Just to point out what he needed to shoot"
Lance really was going out of his way to avoid him...
"It's fine. Let him rest. I'll fill him in on everything when I see him"
Allura didn't look pleased, but she did her best to straighten her features
"Alright then, shall we begin"
With all the communication back and forth while confirming the information supplied by Lotor, there really wasn't much extra to add. The Galra were growing restless and small power struggles had already broken out. Outlining the delivery routes affected and quadrants where the main action was, the briefing was more or less over in less than a varga. Each dobosh that had passed seemed shorter than the previous one and it felt like he was racing headfirst into a crash. Lance wouldn't be too happy about him showing up at his quarters, and Keith couldn't stop his growing anxieties over it. Still. Like ripping off a bandaid, it would hurt less once it down.
Wanting to look good for his omega and trying to delay the inevitable slightly, Keith headed to his own quarters first. He was shocked to find it almost exactly as he'd left it, except his bed was now remade. Lance must have visited his room at some point, but why would he return the blankets? Grabbing the top one off his bed, the alpha sniffed at the fabric, finding his own scent still lingering on it. Did this mean Lance didn't want him anymore? Or had something else happened? Like had Shiro told Lance to return his things? There were way too many unanswered questions swirling around in his head and if he brooded on it any longer, he'd never get out of his room.
After movements operating in the uniform of the Blade of Marmora, it was weird to be wearing normal clothes again. Designed more for function than for comfort, he much preferred his ordinary street clothes any day. Once he was sure he looked presentable, Keith summoned up his courage.
The walk to lance's quarters had never seemed so long, and he could hear his own racing pulse as he made his way through the ship. Did he start with "hello"? Or maybe he should go for "how are you doing?"?... or "have I done something wrong?"? Trying to run the imaginary conversation outcomes through his mind only led him to believe he'd totally stuffed up and Lance was going to yell at him. That's why, when he finally reached Lance's quarters, he didn't knock. He couldn't bare the idea of Lance sending him away. Sliding back, the door revealed Lance sitting on his bed. The omega had his face buried against his pillow, and his scent was filled with pain. Crossing straight over to Lance's bed, Keith didn't think twice as he toed off his boots before climbing up next to Lance. Wrapping his arms around both the omega and the pillow, he nuzzled the side of Lance's face until his boyfriend finally looked up at him
"K-Keith?"
"Hey baby... I'm back"
Letting out a small sob, Lance buried his face back against his pillow. That wasn't what Keith was expecting at all
"Lance?"
"What are you doing here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why did you come back?"
"Because I missed you..."
Shaking his head, Lance raised a hand and attempted to push him away
"Hey. What's going on with you? I thought you missed me"
"Why would I, when you don't even love me"
Hold up. Since when didn't he love Lance?"
"Lance, I don't know what you mean. I'm crazy about you"
"Then why didn't you reply?! I feel so stupid! I really thought you wanted me!"
"Lance, I'm confused. What didn't I reply too?"
"My message! My stupid message"
"But I did... unless you sent another one?"
"Don't lie to me! You probably didn't even read it"
"Lance, if it was the message where you said you loved and missed me, I promise you I replied to that. You have no idea how happy I was to read that"
Peaking up at him, Lance's red eyes were silently questioning him
"I was on a mission when you sent it, so I had to wait until I got back to base to reply... but I promise you I did"
"Well I never got it"
Keith groaned to himself. Lance had thought he'd made a fool of himself by telling Keith he loved him, and not getting a reply. Now he could see why his boyfriend was so upset. Pulling back from Lance, Keith opened his communicator and scrolled through the pages of text until he found his reply to Lance's message
"See, I know I wrote it and I know I sent it..."
Finally releasing his hold on his pillow, Lance wiped at his face before shaking his head
"It's too blurry"
"It says that I miss you and I love you, and that I'm sorry I couldn't reply sooner but I'm alright"
"Really?"
"Yeah. I missed you like you wouldn't believe"
One minute Lance was sniffling, the next his boyfriend had thrown his arms around him and was nuzzling at his neck like there was no tomorrow
"I thought you hated me! And that you found someone new!"
"Lance, no. I thought I was the one who did something wrong"
"You didn't talk to me when you talked to all the others! It hurt so much!"
"That's because I thought you were mad at me"
"I was! You never replied! Things have been awful without you!"
Pulling Lance down so the omega was straddling his lap, Keith wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and hugged him tight
"I'm so sorry baby. But I'm here for the next 2 quintants, so you can tell me all about it"
"What about your missions?"
"With Zarkon dead, everything's in chaos right now"
"So you're going back?"
"Yeah. I still haven't found my mum, and now it feels like I might never have the chance"
"I'm sorry! You should be out there with her! And not with someone like me!"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I'm not worth it"
"Of course you are"
"No I'm not! I can't ever get wearing your mark right! I keep getting hit on and everyone says I smell different... even Hunk said I smelt really nice, like fresh strawberry shortbread"
What now? As far as he was concerned Hunk had never seen Lance that way... as an available omega. He thought Hunk would protect Lance from those sorts of questions
"And Lotor keeps looking at me funny! He asked if I was even human because I smell sweet. I don't know what's going on! I know my scent changed because you marked me..."
Lance was self imploding fast. Hushing his boyfriend, he began rubbing large circles on Lance's back
"Hey... it's ok. You do smell sweeter, but there's nothing wrong with it"
"I don't want to smell sweeter! I don't want to smell! Matt tried hitting on me when he was drunk and Shiro said he wanted to court me and I don't even want to see any of them!"
"Shhhh... I'm here. I've got you"
Shaking his head, Lance pulled back from his hold
"Lance?"
"I think I'm going to be sick"
Clamping a hand to his mouth, his boyfriend rushed to scramble off his bed and into the bathroom. By the time Keith arrived, Lance was already on his hands and knees, throwing his guts up. It'd been a long time since he'd seen Lance upset enough to vomit from it. Squatting down behind him, he began rubbing Lance's back again
"It's not worth getting this upset"
"It is! I'm a bad omega!"
"You're not a bad omega, and I'll be talking to Matt and Shiro about hitting on you"
"Don't! Please don't! Matt was drunk, and he apologised already"
"Then what about Shiro?"
Throwing up again, Keith had the feeling there was more to this than just flirting
"Lance, what did Shiro do?"
"I don't want to talk about it"
"Well I do. If he hurt you..."
"No! He's just... he's been so cold lately. To everyone and... I think he's been stalking me. I keep seeing him and the other day... it felt like someone had been through my room"
Keith was murderous. How dare Shiro think any of this was ok. Whimpering, Lance shied away from him
"I'm not angry at you. I... I had no idea any of this was going on"
"You weren't meant to. I didn't want to tell you and I thought you wouldn't care"
Oh... Lance had no idea how badly his words stung, but with all he'd been through, it was natural for the omega to accept the worst case possibility as truth
"Are you going to throw up again?"
Shaking his head, Lance spat before slowly pushing himself up
"I feel like I show you all my uncool sides"
"It's fine. You've been trying to be strong without me around... I thought between Allura and Hunk, you'd have some support"
"Allura and I don't talk much anymore... she's into Lotor"
Keith wrinkled his nose
"Allura likes Lotor?"
"He's half Altean or something... I don't even think she likes me anymore"
Great. Lance felt like everyone hated him. How was he supposed to fix that?
"How about we just cuddle in bed the whole time I'm here? We don't have to go anywhere or see anyone"
"You need to eat"
"We can ask Pidge to bring something down... and you need to eat too"
Flushing the vomit away, Lance turned to face him. In the bathroom light, Keith was able to examine his boyfriend properly. Lance had dark bags under his eyes, and his skin had an unhealthy paleness to it. It was clear the fellow teen had been suffering on his own again
"Lance, when's the last time you ate?"
"Y-yesterday..."
So over 18 vargas ago. Great. This was just great
"You need to eat"
"I can't. Hunk kicked me out the kitchen for eating too much. He said I can't stress eat anymore"
Stress eating wasn't exactly a positive way to deal with everything he was going through, but Hunk could have been nicer about it all
"I'm sorry. I keep talking about myself. What about you?"
"What about me?"
"You probably didn't even want to come see me..."
Moving past him, Lance went to the bathroom basin and began washing his hands and face
"I came here solely to see you. Yes I had to brief Allura and drop off some intel to Pidge, but I came because I was worried about you and I love you"
Turning the taps down, Lance went about brushing his teeth. His omega tried to tell him something as he did, but Keith had no idea what, so waited until Lance had rinsed and spat before taking him back into his hold
"Now, can you say that again?"
"I said I love you"
"Good, because I'm crazy about you"
Letting out a soft sigh, Lance nuzzled his chest
"Can we go cuddle? I just want to cuddle"
"We can do whatever you want"
"I want you to cuddle me and tell me everything you've done since you left. You have this whole other life without me and it's not fair"
Letting out an exaggerated groan, Keith began dragging Lance out the bathroom and back to the omega's bed
"How about I tell you everything I've been doing, if you tell me what you've been up to"
"I already have"
"I don't care. I could listen to babble on all day and never get sick of your voice"
With the two teens curled up in bed together, Keith knew it wouldn't be long before Lance fell asleep. Having finally broken down and let himself cry, his boyfriend no longer smelt pained, instead he just smelt exhausted... and very sweet. It was like the scent was calling out to his alpha and telling it that Lance needed to be protected. Spooned around Lance, he was soon proved right as Lance's words began to slur, before finally the omega fell asleep mid sentence. With all that Lance had been going through, he was somewhat surprised that Pidge or hadn't contacted him to let him know Lance was in a bad way. Maybe they'd thought like Lance had, and that him leaving meant things were over between the pair of them? But he's kissed Lance in front of everyone before he'd left as a last claiming mark. He'd wanted to drive home to everyone on the ship that Lance was his and only his. Only now it sounded like it wasn't enough... he'd definitely have to mark Lance again before he left, and he really needed to know what had happened from everyone else's point of views... but for now, that need would have to wait.
*
Waking to the feel of the bed dipping and the solid warmth behind him sliding over him, Lance let out a whine of discontent. Still more asleep than awake, he grabbed instinctively for his alpha, only to earn himself a kiss on the forehead
"Mmm... where are you going?"
"Your stomachs been rumbling in your sleep. I'm just bringing you back some food"
"Well hurry up... it's cold without you"
Pressing another kiss to his forehead, Keith finally climbed off the bed completely. The alpha kissing his hand before letting it fall back to the bed
"I'll be back soon"
"m'k love you"
"I love you too"
Falling back to sleep almost instantly, Lance didn't remember the exchange the next time he woke. Instead he was confused as to why Keith wasn't there and why he was so hot. Pushing off the blankets, he frowned as the smell of his slick reached his nose. Not again...
"Keith?!"
Calling out incase Keith was in the bathroom, Lance got no reply. Upset over the lack of alpha, he didn't bother pulling his pants on as he climbed from his bed. He had his shirt and boxers on as it was, and he was only going to find Keith.
It wasn't until he was half way to Keith's quarters that he finally thought to himself that this might have been a very bad idea. With slick running down his inner thighs, he felt his reasoning slipping away. Even with Keith gone, he still continued to wear the ring, and he hadn't experienced anything like this with the others around. Feeling a wave of need flare through his stomach, the intensity dropped him to his knees. Groaning in pain, he was forced to crawl to the wall, before using it to pull himself up.
"Lance?!"
Jumping at the unexpected calling of his name, Lance let out a small whine of fear. Of all the alpha's in the ship, the one he least wanted to see right now, was the one who'd come across him in this state. Raising a hand, he tried to tell Shiro to stay back, but without that hand against the wall for support, he fell against it
"Lance, are you alright?"
Ignoring his wishes, Shiro came to his side. The alpha then let out a long groan as he clearly caught a whiff of Lance's pheromones
"We need to get you back to your room"
"I... I'm fine"
He felt like he was betraying Keith as slick all but gushed into his boxers
"You're not fine"
Grabbing his arm, Shiro first went to pull him away from the wall, but then he was suddenly being slammed into it
"Shiro! Stop!"
Moving so his chest was against lance's back, Shiro rutted up against him
"Shit... Lance... I want you so badly"
"Shiro..."
His voice was more a shaky whine, as he tried to tell Shiro no. Sliding his hand down Lance's side, without the omega's pants to stop him, Shiro continued down until he was in Lance's boxers
"Shiro... stop..."
Feeling the alpha's fingers rub against his opening, Lance let out an involuntary whine
"Do you want me?"
"N-no... no Shiro..."
Letting out a growl, Shiro drove two fingers inside of him, causing Lance to cum on the spot
"I love you Lance. We could be happy together. We could have pups and have a real family"
"N-no... stop"
Repeating how much he loved him, Shiro didn't stop. Instead the alpha all but tore down his boxers and Lance screamed as the man shoved inside him. Growling as he nibbled lance's ear, the omega felt sick to his stomach, yet no matter how hard he tried to fight off Shiro, the alpha behind continued to trust into him brutally
"You're so beautiful Lance. I love you. I love everything about you. Choose me. Let me make you happy"
"K-Keith..."
"Don't worry about Keith. He left you after all"
"No!"
His objections fell on deaf ears, and he felt his orgasm tear through him as Shiro came inside. Letting out a sobbing howl, Lance would have sunk to the floor if not for Shiro's knot. Hushing him, the alpha rocked through his orgasm, filling him completely with his seed. Unable to stay conscious, Lance's eyes rolled back, and the teen slumped limply against the wall.
*
Keith had gotten slightly sidetracked, and the alpha was praying that Lance was still asleep. Having headed up to the kitchen, he'd found Pidge and Hunk in whispered conversation when he'd walked in. Catching sight of him, Hunk smiled in his direction
"How's Lance?"
"Sleeping. He's exhausted. Why didn't you guys tell me it was this bad?"
Pidge let out a sigh
"Honestly, things have been chaos around here. We've been pretty much on the go nonstop since you left"
"That's right. We did try talking to him and cheering him up, but he wouldn't talk to either of us"
"You should have called me. He thought I didn't love him anymore because he didn't get the message I sent in reply to his"
Pidge frowned
"I don't remember seeing a message from you"
"I sent it. He's been thinking I dumped him without telling him I did. He also said Matt and Shiro hit on him"
Hunk's eyes widened comically
"Matt?"
"Matt did, but he was drunk, and he apologised to Lance. He said he never would have if he'd known you two were still together"
"What's Shiro's excuse then?"
"Well... Shiro likes Lance"
Pidge's unsure tone meant she probably hadn't noticed anything
"Shiro likes Lance?"
"I know Lance mentioned something about Shiro making a pass at him, but I assumed that was in the message he sent you"
"No, he just said that he loved and missed me. He probably didn't want t make me mad or worried"
"Probably. I know he's been really struggling"
"Has he been eating at least?"
"Only enough for a small army. I don't know where he puts it all, he's still so thin. By the way, I'm just going to go ahead and make him pancakes for breakfast. Is that ok with everyone? Good, because that's what's happening"
Nodding to Hunk, he didn't really care what Lance ate, as long as he actually got something into him. Urge hummed for a moment before finally answering
"Maybe he just has a fast metabolism?"
"Guys, please. I'm worried about him. He said he wasn't eating because he didn't want to make Hunk mad, and that you all think he smells weird"
"No, he smells sweet. I don't know how to explain it"
He was getting nowhere fast... crossing to the only counter not in use, he hopped up on it, though Hunk didn't look too happy when he did
"Keith, you alright there?"
"I'm fine. I just need to know everything that's happened"
Between Pidge and Hunk filling him in and correcting each other as they did, the conversation seemed to drag on forever, and yet sped by at the same time. His friends had all been through a lot since he'd left, and he could definitely see times and situations where Lance would have taken things the wrong way... like being left behind for the prisoner exchange. He was still mulling everything over when the kitchen doors slid open and Allura came running in
"Allura! What's going on?"
"It's Lance. I was looking for you, as I'd hoped to talk to you about Lance, but when I got to Lance's quarters he was screaming in his sleep..."
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Taking off running he didn't care if the others were following.
Reaching Lance's quarters in record time, Keith found the bed deserted and the bathroom door open. Striding through to the bathroom, his boyfriend was curled up in the far corner, still trying to scrub his already very red arms
"Lance?"
Not even registering him, Keith noticed Lance's lips were moving silently
"Is he alright?"
Snarling as he turned to look behind him, he found both Allura and Hunk staring at him with concern
"No. Look. He's not ok and he hasn't been for a while now. Hunk, I know you're his best friend, but right now I can't have you near him. Allura, can you get some food and bring it down here? And then can you make sure the others stay away until he's calmed down and I know what the quiznak happened"
Not waiting for them to reply, Keith hit the door panel and effectively ended the conversation, before turning all his attention to Lance. He hadn't mentioned it, because he hoped he was imagining it, but he could smell trace amounts of blood in the air... beneath deep deep hues of distress.
Stripping quickly, Keith stepped into the shower, before kneeling down in front of Lance. His boyfriend was still too out of it to realise he was there, so moving to sit, he placed his hand on Lance's arm. The effect was immediately
"No, Shiro! Let me go!"
It was a husky yell that barely came out above a whisper, but explained a whole lot. It seemed like Lance had one hell of a nightmare about Shiro in his absence
"Lance, its Keith. Shiro isn't here. It's just you and me"
"No... no... no..."
He didn't want to be forceful, but Lance was now scrubbing at his arms with his nails so hard that he was starting to bleed quite a bit. Taking his boyfriend's wrists in his hold, he pulled him away from the corner enough that he could then slide Lance into his lap... less than gracefully, and wrapped the omega's arms around him. Slowly Lance stopped his weak fighting and began apologising instead
"Lance, baby, it's alright now. I'm here. It was just a dream"
"A dream?"
"Yeah, just a bad dream"
Shaking his head, Lance continued to cry against him. Of all the places to be stuck though, Keith didn't mind that it was in the shower. Galra weren't that big on personal hygiene, so showering while out on a mission didn't happen, meaning that in the time he'd been gone, he'd only really gotten to shower twice. With that thought in mind, he released Lance's right wrist, so he could fumble around and grab both Lance's soap and shampoo
"Here, let me clean you up, and then we can go back to bed"
By the time he'd washed Lance's hair for him, the omega was finally starting to calm. His tears had stopped, but the omega was still deeply distressed and felt warm to his touch. Pressing kisses to Lance's temple, he went about soaping up Lance's back, but made the mistake of letting his fingers slide too close to the omega's arse. Lance immediately went back into fight mode. Shoving him back before trying to stand
"Lance!"
Scrambling to his feet, Keith caught Lance before he could slide back to the floor. Shower time was definitely over now, and by the way his boyfriend was gasping for breath, he'd be lucky if Lance didn't just pass out on the spot. No sooner had the thought crossed his mind, did it happen. Quiznak. He didn't care if Lance didn't want him talking to Shiro about what had happened, the alpha needed to back the hell off. Just because it had been deca-phoebes for Shiro, didn't mean it had been deca-phoebes for Lance. Each time he relived what had happened in his nightmares, was as a good as the omega reliving in reality. Turning off the taps, Keith then hefted Lance into his arms. With Lance completely naked and exposed, he could see his boyfriend had put on a little weight since left. Not that it was unattractive, but Lance was definitely stress eating more than he should.
Sitting Lance down on his towel, Keith leant him against the inside wall of his bed. It was only ticks before the white towel turned pink beneath his omega and Keith had to fight down his panic. The last time he'd seen Lance bleeding from... down there... had been during the miscarriage, and all the painful memories from night chose to come rushing back to him like an unwelcome slap to the face. Returning to Lance's bathroom, Keith grabbed two more towels out, slinging one around his waist before rushing back to Lance. Taking Lance's face in his hands, he rubbed at the still evident tear marks as he tried to rouse his boyfriend
"Lance... Lance!"
Getting no response did nothing to ease his worries
"Baby, I'm sorry but I need to take a look. Please forgive me"
Laying Lance on his side, he felt like he was doing something incredibly wrong as he gently went about examining him. From the scratch marks around Lance's opening, it seemed like the omega had been trying to clean cum from himself, no doubt thinking the memory was real and wanted to erase all traces of Shiro
"Quiznak. You've done a good job, but we'll get you all healed up"
Using the second towel he'd grabbed, Keith started by first drying lance's hair off, then working his way down, and back up to clean up spot of blood on Lance's torn up arms, and then finally the remnants of blood and slick from his arse and thighs. Life had been so cruel to his omega, and it wasn't fair that he would be leaving again so soon. He couldn't risk taking Lance with him, not when the Galra were going to be even more on guard, but he loathed the idea of leaving him behind. When Lance was finally dry, Keith dried himself off, before dressing both of them and lifting Lance into his hold. It was now that Allura finally returned with the food he'd requested, but taking one look at Lance, she strode across the room and placed the plates down on his desk
"What happened?"
"He's hurt himself. He thought that Shiro attacked him again, and he tried to get rid of any traces. I think he's got a fever"
Coming to his side, Allura placed her palm on Lance's forehead
"He's definitely got a fever. I'll call ahead and have Coran ready a healing pod for him"
"Thanks Allura. I'm sorry for snarling at you before"
"Hunk's been trying to teach me about alpha pack dynamics and omega's... you didn't want another alpha near him because you knew he was vulnerable, right?"
It was just like Allura to go that extra mile
"Yeah. I could smell the blood and I thought it was just his arms..."
Tapping at her communicator, Allura was soon explaining things to Coran as they made their way up to the pods. Honestly, everything the woman had said to him since leaving Lance's quarters had pretty much gone right over his head. He knew Allura was talking, but he couldn't take his eyes off Lance. It was kind of crazy how much he loved his boyfriend. Part of him wondered quietly if it was really alright to love Lance as much as he did?
*
Lance's wound were healed after only 3 vargas in the pod. When the glass slid up, the omega seemed genuinely confused as to what he was doing in a pod. Having left them alone, Keith crossed to Lance, before gathering him into his arms
"Keith?"
"It's ok. You had a really bad nightmare, but I'm here"
Tensing in his hold, Lance let out a shaky breath
"Where were you?"
"What?"
"I woke up and you weren't there"
Stepping back, Keith slid his hands to lightly grip Lance's arms
"I told you I was going to get breakfast. Hunk and Pidge were there, and we got to talking a little. Don't you remember me telling you?"
"N-no... I woke up and you were gone... so I went looking for you..."
"Lance, it was a dream. Allura came in not that long after I got to the kitchen and said you were screaming in your sleep"
"Allura?"
"She said she wanted to check in with us"
"No... I cheated on you. Shiro... he pushed me up against the wall... and he wouldn't stop"
Keith felt both revolted and angered, but definitely more angered than revolted
"Lance, you didn't have time to go anywhere"
"But... I was there... he... I can still feel him pushing inside... and I can still feel him on my skin"
"What you're feeling is what you did t yourself baby. You scratched yourself up pretty bad trying to get rid of... Shiro"
Lance's face turned bright red as the omega put two and two together
"It... it wasn't real?"
"No. No it wasn't. Do you really think I would be standing here not covered in blood if it was"
Sniffling slightly, Lance shook his head
"No"
"Good. Now, can we please go back to bed and eat? I just want to spend as much time with you as I can"
"I'm sorry for freaking out, it just felt so really. Like I really was going into heat"
"You did feel slightly feverish, but that was probably more to the fact you haven't been eating and sleeping properly. But that's going to change"
"It is?"
"I don't care if I have to spoon feed you. I'm making sure you at least eat 6 decent meals before I leave"
"6?"
"Yep. And plenty of water and rest. I don't know when I'll be back again, so I want to pamper you as much as I can before I leave"
Raising an eyebrow, Lance seemed to be looking around the room
"What? What is it?"
"Where's my real boyfriend?"
Groaning at his omega, Keith let go of Lance's right arm, as he let his left hand slide down to take Lance's hand in his
"Remind me why I'm in love with you again?"
"Because I'm the best sharp shooter in the universe"
"Oh that. Thanks, I'll keep that in mind"
"Jerk"
"Did you just call me a jerk"
"Maybe"
Taking the teasing as a sign that Lance was finally perking back up, Keith kept riling up Lance as they walked back to his quarters. He'd forgotten how feisty Lance could get, and he'd truly missed the omega's spark. No one in the universe could frustrate him like Lance could, but there was also no in the universe who could make him so stupidly happy without even saying a word.
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Lance thought he'd be safe with Keith's mark, or at least safe enough to fulfil his duties while his boyfriend was away. He was so beyond proud to be wearing it, and Keith had been so sweet about holding him as he sobbed in pure happiness after being marked. He'd never known he could be that happy, or feel that loved and wanted. That had only been two movements ago, so why had everything gone to quiznak so fast? And why was he being hit on?
The first time it'd happened, it had been Matt who hit on him. Having stopped by to visit with Pidge, the alpha had brought a case of "rebel stout" with him. The word stout was false advertising, instead it'd been little more than moonshine. Sitting around in the lounge room, they'd all had slightly too much over the last few vargas... well everyone but Lance. One sniff of the stuff had his omega instincts screaming at him not to chance it. He wasn't keen on repeating what happened that night he'd been drinking with Hunk, and doubly so because Keith wasn't there to protect him from 4 drunk alpha's. So, he was still nursing the same drink that he'd started the night with. Lance had been ready to call it a night, and then Matt had dropped himself down beside him. The smell of arousal pouring off the alpha was nearly as strong as the alcohol on his breath
"So Lance... I hear your alpha left"
"Keith's working with the Blade of Marmora at the moment, if that's what you mean"
"Yeah. It's weird without him around. You know, you're kind of cute... I've never been into male omega's before, but if..."
Punching Matt hard in the arm, Pidge rolled her eyes
"Lance, forget about it. Matt doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut"
"You're the one who said his alpha had left"
"Yes, but that's because he left Voltron"
"I just don't see why he'd leave if he was happy here with Lance..."
"Matt!"
"It's fine Pidge. It's not like I've heard from him since he left"
Placing down his glass, he knew he'd just brought the whole mood of the party down with his sad tone. Placing his hand on his thigh, Matt looked him squarely in the eye as he squeezed firmly
"Matt! You're being so embarrassing. Lance, slap him if you want to"
"No... but... I think I'm going to go to bed"
Taking Matt's hand off his thigh, Lance rose, trying to keep his emotions under control. Matt was drunk and no doubt he'd regret his actions in the morning, but right now all Lance wanted to do was crawl into his bed, and bury himself under Keith's blankets because he was so quiznakking scared
"Lance, I'm sorry. You don't need to smell so scared"
"Matt, you're making things worse. Hunk, why don't you walk Lance back to his quarters?"
"No. I'll be fine"
Hunk began to place his own drink down, his friend clearly not listening
"Hunk, stay here. I... I'll be fine, I just need some space"
It seemed like everyone shot him a look of pity, even Matt who had no idea what was going on, as Lance mentally tried to calculate the best escape route. It was Allura who finally broke the silence
"Coran, can you please move, so I can move and Lance can get out?"
"It's ok Allura"
Climbing over the sofa, he'd probably just made himself look even lamer, but it was the fastest way out. All but fleeing the room, he pretty much ran all the way back his quarters. Buried under Keith's blankets, it was vargas before he managed to finally calm enough to fall into a fitful sleep.
The following morning Matt had been extremely apologetic, to the point it was almost uncomfortable. Apparently Pidge had scolded her big brother for being a drunken fool because he couldn't remember his own actions. With the promise to do better in the future, Lance told Matt it was alright and that he understood. So things returned to normal between them, or as normal as it'd ever been between them.
The next incident occurred about a movement after the first.
When Keith had left, his boyfriend had told him to take anything he wanted from his room. So Lance had pretty much taken everything. His wardrobe was home to all Keith's clothes, and the alpha's pillow lived in the back corner of his bed... so it was there and safe, but out of Lance's reach so he wouldn't cover his boyfriend's scent with his own. Lance had been laying on his bed, reading a book he'd found in Keith's room. It was some kind of cheesy novel that didn't really seem to suit Keith's outside persona at all, when a light knock had landed on his door. Thinking it was probably Hunk, he yelled out to "come in". The moment the door opened, his stomach dropped and felt sick.
Walking into his quarters, Shiro stared down at him like he was doing something wrong
"Shiro? What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to talk to you..."
"Shiro, I'm not sure this a good idea"
"Lance, I just wanted to tell you that you don't need to he so scared. I know you've taken to wearing Keith's shirts under your own, and I know you love him, but are you two still dating?"
"What business of that is yours?"
"I thought we'd have heard from him by now, but if you two broke up, that would explain why we haven't"
"Shiro, what are you trying to get at?"
Sighing softly, Shiro pinched the bridge of his nose
"I'm interested in you. I'm interested in courting you, and the way you've been smelling lately, you smell like you're trying to attract a mate"
"Excuse me?!"
Lance was furious. Yes. Hunk and Pidge had both commented that his scent had become stronger and somewhat sweeter since being marked by Keith, but he didn't want another alpha and they all knew that
"I like you Lance. I know our pups had to be... I know you lost our pups, but this time things will be different"
How dare he?! How dare he bring the pups into this!? He had no right, even as the sire!
"Get out..."
Clenching his hands, the book pages crumpled in his right grip
"Lance"
"Get the hell out of here Shiro and don't you ever come back tommy quarters again"
"Lance, I'm serious. I want to be with you"
"I don't want you! And for your information, Keith has already given me his mark!"
"Did you mark him back?"
"What..."
"Did you mark him back? Because if you didn't, it's not a true bond and that mark will fade..."
Jumping to his feet, Lance hurled the book at Shiro
"Keith is my alpha and the only alpha I will ever allow to touch me like that"
"I know you're scared of me, but I wasn't in control of myself"
"I'd say you're still not. Now get out!"
Nodding, Shiro took a step back towards the door, before pausing
"At least think about it..."
"There nothing to think about"
Leaving things like that, Shiro left his quarters. It wasn't until Shiro's back had disappeared that Lance realised he was struggling to breathe. Even with his room full of Keith's scent, his racing heart wouldn't calm and each breath he inhaled seemed to hurt his chest. First Matt? And now Shiro? Had Keith's mark faded already? No... no, he'd checked it that morning after he'd showered and it was still very much visible, so why did both alpha's think he was available?
Still shaken by the encounter, Lance dressed in Keith's clothes before heading up to the bridge. He really needed to talk to Keith, but he couldn't call his alpha, so the best he could do was send Keith an encrypted message. Finding Pidge already in the bridge, his friend smiled as he crossed to her side
"Hey Lance"
"Hey Pidge, what are you up to?"
"Just playing around with things. Is there something you need?"
"I was wondering if you could encrypt a message for me? I want to send something to Keith, but I don't want anyone but him to be able to open it"
"Lance, come on. I could do that with my eyes closed"
"I know. I just didn't... I don't know"
"Have you written your message yet?"
"No. Not yet"
"Alright. Here"
Opening up another page on the sensors, Pidge tapped away for a few ticks, before climbing from her seat
"There you go. You just need to tap that button down the bottom when your done. It'll be sent straight to Keith's communicator"
"And Kolivan won't be able to see it?"
"Nope"
"And you won't be able to pull it up"
"Lance, is there something going on that you want to tell me about?"
"No. I just really don't want anyone reading me telling Keith how much I love him"
Groaning, Pidge raised her hands as if in surrender
"Yeah, you're right. No one should be subjected to you two when you get all lovey"
"We don't get all lovey"
"That kiss Keith gave you before he left says otherwise"
"That's because he was leaving and you should know by now you can't stop Keith when he decides something"
"Yeah yeah. Anyway, your message is completely safe, so be as gross as you want"
Waiting until Pidge left, Lance than dropped down into the chair she'd vacated.
In his head, he knew what he wanted to tell Keith. He wanted to tell his boyfriend absolutely everything that had happened since he left. He wanted to tell him how Matt had gotten drunk and flirted with him, and how Shiro wanted to court him, but at the same time, he was too scared too. He didn't want to risk making Keith angry and he didn't want his boyfriend doubting he loved him. After rewriting his message half a dozen times, Lance gave up. He'd tried being happy, and had tried to put happy things in his message, but he didn't have anything to be happy about. Even performing had lost its appeal, and he'd looooved that. All he wanted was Keith, and it was way too selfish to tell him that. In the end his message was stupidly short
"Keith, its Lance. I just want to say I hope you're ok. I miss you and I love you. Wherever you are"
Yeah... he was pathetic. But with everything going on, he couldn't help it. Keith was the only one who could calm his messed up emotions, and the only one he truly trusted to keep him safe. It was like a some of the magic in life had disappeared when Keith left, and each day felt harder than the one before.
Having curled up in Pidge's chair, Lance had dozed off at some point. Waking to find Shiro watching him, he wondered just how long the alpha had been there
"Lance, don't tell me you've been here all night"
Crossing to her chair, Pidge placed her hands on her hips as she stared down at him
"Oh... maybe. I guess I fell asleep"
"Lance. I know Keith's gone, but you really need to take better care of yourself"
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