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"Hey Keith, it's me again, I miss you! How's the Blade going?"

"Oh, hey Lance, great... Listen, I gotta go. Bye."

"Wai-!"

"It's like we're not even together anymore! We promised to make this long distance thing work!"

"Yeah, whatever Lance. I don't have time to listen to you complaining."

"Sorry."

"Keith? I know you're busy, I just wanted to s-"

"Lance, I'm busy! Just wait for me to call you!"

"Oh.. ok."

Three months. Three months he waited for Keith to call him back. Maybe he was just busy? Maybe… maybe...

He learned to get over it, he had to, he couldn't let it affect his missions. It would put everyone at risk. He just had to.. Let Keith go. He didn't like it, no, he LOVED Keith! But Keith was busy, and Lance didn't have time to wait anymore.

He was fine though. He spends most days in his room, but he's fine. He just has to get through this mission then he could go back to his room. But... what's happening? Stop!

It was supposed to be simple, it was supposed to be easy, but it wasn't. The aliens betrayed them, gave away their position to the Galra. Why didn't Lance stick with the group? Now he was gonna be trapped here, with the Galra shooting at him, and a bullet
hole in his stomach…

This was it. He knew it was. He could hear his team calling for help through the comms, and immediately felt sorry that he wouldn't be able to save him, not this time. His mind drifted to the one member that wasn't here. Keith. They had been in a relationship
for just under a year, if you included the three-month silence. Lance would do anything to hear his voice just one more time.

So he called him. And Keith picked up.

"Lance? I thought I told you to wait for me to call you!"

Lance almost cried at that, his last few moments and he was getting yelled at.

"I know, I'm sorry but I-"

"No Lance, I'm going. Goodbye."

This time a few tears did slip out, he grabbed his side trying to keep the blood in, trying to keep his slowly fading vision intact.

"Goodbye Keith."

He hung up. But he wasn't done. He sent Keith a quick text to ignore his next call, to let it go to voicemail, and rung again.

"This is Keith. I'll call you back. Maybe."

Lance sniffled as he heard Keith's voice for what could be the very last time ever. He would miss him. But he had to stay strong, he had a message to say.

"Keith. Hi. So… I'm dying. Yup. Got shot at. I just wanted to say goodbye, and I love you. I know you are busy, so I shouldn't have called you in the first place, but I wanted to hear your voice one last time. Heh, who knew the last time I ever heard
you it would be you hanging up on me. Don't worry, I'm not mad."

Lance groaned softly as more shots rang out, not realizing until now how they never actually stopped.

"I'm... I'm sorry Keith. I'm sorry I kept calling you and making you angry. I'm sorry I wasn't enough for you. I'm sorry that the last time you will ever hear my voice will be so disappointing for you. I should've just left you alone."

"Lance! LANCE!" He heard Pidge, or maybe it was Hunk, call out through his comms, and realized that they were probably worried about him. He ignored for a little while, opting instead to finish talking to Keith.

"Well, anyway, I gotta go. Heh, that's usually your line. Always, 'I'm busy', or 'I have to go', I'm honestly surprised it was never 'I'm breaking up with you', would've fit right in with the rest of your words.

Oh no, I'm sorry, I'm actually not mad at you, I wouldn't like me either. Anyway, vision's fading pretty fast so I'm gonna have to go now… Goodbye Keith, I love you."

He hung up the phone. For the last time ever, and tuned into his comms, hearing his voice being screamed, he quickly reassured the others he was still alive.

"Hey, guys, what's up?"

He cringed as more shots bounced off the rock he was hiding behind, his wound burning as he moved so he was more undercover.

"Why didn't you reply? We were calling for ages!" He could hear the desperation in Shiro's voice and felt a pit of sadness opening in his gut, sorry that things were about to get a lot worse for them.

"I was talking to Keith, sorry guys." Well, it wasn't a lie, was it?

"Is now really the time for it? We're kinda in the middle of something."

His vision faded in and out, blurring and darkening before coming back again, though never as good as it was before. Lance knew his time was almost over, better wrap this up.

"Hmm. He thought not. Well anyway, how's it going for you guys? Anyone hurt?"

"No, it's pretty easy where we are, they mostly seem to be in the big cave, ya know?"

He chuckled humorlessly at the irony of it, of course, most of them would be where he is.

"That's great!"

"Yeah. Where are you anyway? Haven't seen you for a while."

"Oh you know, here and there. Ah, you'll find me eventually." He instantly cringed at his wording of choice of wording, knowing someone was bound to notice it.

"Fine you? What do you mean?!" Pidge, of course it would be Pidge to pick up on that.

"Oh! Nothing! Don't worry about it. Listen... I'm gonna have to go, some more troops just showed up, sprouting all that 'Vrepit Sa' bullshit, I'll see ya later though guys, hopefully not too soon. Goodbye! I love you all! Say hi to Keith for me!"

"Lance? Lance?!"

His eyes closed for the last time as his name was called frantically. They'd be ok, so would his family on Earth, and the Lions, Voltron would win, he was sure of it.

His last breath left him in a whisper,

Goodbye...

A/N Thanks for reading! I'm sorry about what I did to poor Lancey Lance...