Broken

Chapter Five: A Good Role Model

Lance laid in his room as he cried. He was so foolish. Of course, Keith didn't really care about him. Why would Keith fight back for him? But why did he say he loved him? He had to care somewhat.

Lance curled into a ball as he left himself to his thoughts. He couldn't give up on Keith. Shiro could be scary and he was right. It was all Lance's fault anyway. Keith still loved him and that's all Lance needed to know... but what if he didn't? What if history was just repeating itself? Lance tried to shut his mind down as he gave way to sleep.

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When Keith woke up, he was immediately saddened that Lance wasn't there cuddled next to him. It made him remember the reason for that and try his hardest not to curse out Shiro.

He got out of bed and practically ran to the dining hall expecting to see Lance. When he arrived, he found Shiro, Pidge, and Allura.

"It's about time!" Allura said clapping her hands.

"What do you mean?" Keith asked, slowing his run to a walk.

"It's around eleven fifty castle time," Pidge said.

"I've never slept that late!" Keith said astonished.

"I guess you're fighting with Lance left you more worn out than you thought," Shiro said casually.

Keith ignored the jab knowing it was probably the other activities he and Lance had done. "Where is Hunk?" He asked.

"Trying to get Lance out of his room," Pidge answered. "He hasn't said anything all morning we think he's still sleeping like you, but might as well try." She added with a shrug, but Keith could see the nervousness in her features.

"He's probably just fixing himself, maybe he needs his space?" Allura said a bit unsure of herself.

"Alright," Keith said, although he highly doubted it. He grabbed an alien snack and decided to train. He decided to take Allura's advice and give Lance his space. He trained for a majority of the day, but he couldn't shake this certain feeling that was gnawing at him. That was until dinner came, and the feeling took its final bite. After he took a shower Keith walked into the dining hall for dinner to find Hunk with his face in his hands and everyone else crowded around him. Everyone except for Lance.

Keith felt fear claw at his throat as Hunk lifted his head up. "He hasn't come out all day. He hasn't even said anything. It's just silence." Hunk mumbled. That was all Keith needed to here. Anything could have happened. He got up and ran to Lance's room; the team following close behind. When he arrived at the door he knocked softly. "Lance," Keith whispered softly.

Hunk was right there was nothing but silence. Keith raked a hand through his hair and began to pace the floor. Lance wouldn't keep him out... he wouldn't. Something had to be wrong. It wasn't until he looked at the small space under the door. Instead of light, shadows spilled out of the room and that's when Keith froze.

"Pidge," he said, turning to the small girl.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"His light's aren't on. I need you to get the lights on," Keith said.

She stood there shifting her feet.

"Pidge now," Keith urged.

"Oh-uh right." She said with a sheepish smile before pulling out an Altean screen. She kept pressing buttons as Keith was left to his imagination to what could have happened. What did Lance do? No one could have got in... "the lights seem to be busted. It's gonna be awkward using a tablet instead of a switch, but I've managed to rewire it to this tablet by using-"