The Best Klance Fanfictions

The Answer

by shizouh
link here:https://archiveofourown.org/works/7866316

a;ways nice to have a nice, short fic, right?

zombie au, btw

The monsters chase them into the storage room, and when they slam the door behind them it locks automatically, and there's no exit. 

Keith gasps, jumping back against the wall and hunching over. His gun is in his hands, his finger trembling over the trigger as he dry heaves and coughs all over himself. He feels Lance beside him, his hand hovering over his shoulder hesitantly, not sure whether to touch him or avoid him entirely.

Lance looks at the metal door and then back at the concrete wall they're trapped in. There's no possible exit other than the door, and when he pounds on the concrete wall his fist hurts.

"It... won't... break..." Keith breathes out, a line of saliva hanging from his mouth, his hand over his throat, "idiot. It's concrete."

"Do you have any better ideas!?" Lance whisper-yells.

"Why are you whispering?" Keith whispers back.

Lance gestures wildly towards the door, where a replying pound from outside echoes into the room. "Maybe they'll think we left?"

"...They saw us go in here," Keith deadpans.

Lance just inhales sharply and sinks to the floor, his legs spread out in front of him. Letting his pistol fall in between his legs, he turns the safety on and casually spins it with his finger.

Keith watches him for a few moments, glances at the door, and then follows in suit. He tucks his gun in his pouch, sliding down the wall to sit beside him. Tucking his knees to his chest, Keith swallows and looks at the one beside him.

Lance's eyes are closed, and his chest is rising and falling steadily. It's almost like he's sleeping, but from the way he's anxiously tapping the floor, he's wide awake. Keith eyes the scar that cuts through his eyebrow, down to the bandages wrapped around his arms and hands. He's beaten and banged-up, but so is Keith, and it would be a miracle to figure out why it was them who survived and not everyone else.

He can still hear their screams in his head. Pidge, after encountering their infected brother, ended up being bitten themself while lost in disbelief. He can still remember their sobbing before Shiro pulled the trigger.

Allura, crushed after saving Shiro and Keith from a collapsing building. He'd hardly known her, only for two days, and he was the reason she died.

He and Shiro had met Lance and Hunk much later, and neither of them were doing well. Hiding out underneath a bridge with no weapons wasn't a very ideal way to survive, but they had been doing it for weeks. 

And then once Keith came along, Hunk died. He had a nasty cut on his arm from a railing, and with no medication available to even loot, it became infected until his body couldn't handle it anymore.

And... then Shiro. God. They'd been going fine, staying alive and helping any survivors they came across. But then Keith made the stupid mistake of trying to help a woman who had already been infected. The bite was clear on her shoulder, and she was already greying in complexion, but in her arms she had been holding a baby and it was crying and all he could think of was himself, how alone he was as a child, and he didn't want the baby to be abandoned and die—