langst.

heartbreak - part 3.

"quiznak!" pidge shouted quickly. she picked lance up with a struggle, grunting softly. she got him propped up as shiro peeked his head in from the hall. "everything okay here, pidge?" he asked.

// keith's POV //
shiro and i were cuddling together, playing 20 questions. he was trying to guess who my favorite altean was, out of allura and coran.
"do they...know you're gay?" shiro proposed.
"yeah." i smiled.
they both knew. easy! we went on like this for five minutes until we heard pidge faintly scream.
"i'll go check on her. stay here, alright?" shiro said. "okay. love you." i replied with a quick peck on his cheek.
as he walked out, i sighed.

i did the right thing. right?

// pidge's POV //
"oh yeah, everything is fine, if you don't mind lance being fucking dead!" i rambled, my face turning red. "you know, the goddamned usual! wanna throw a fucking party? I'M IN THE FUCKING MOOD FOR ONE!"

hot tears started rolling down my face. my mindless rambling was cut off by shiro...kissing me? my eyes widened, to like, anime girl levels. "WH-" my screams muffled by shiro's cupped hand over my mouth. "don't tell anyone about this. especially not keith. he would leave me, and i still need to use him for something." he smiled innocently.

after standing in pure shock and hatred, i slowly turn away from the white haired man and pick up lance. he's taller than me, so he's going to have to deal with his knees down being dragged behind him. shiro lent out an arm to help but i jerked lance away from him. he looked at me, hurt. i dont fucking care. after i put lance in a healing pod, i sit and think. what do i say to keith?