Keith had never fully believed in the power of the soulmate bond. But when his soulmate had started writing to him two years previously, he figured he may want to start. So, he wrote back. By the chicken scratch handwriting, Keith assumed that his soulmate was a male, but that was all he knew. Keith refused to know a name, or where he lived. He didn't want to believe that the universe could determine his future. But he knew his soulmate was probably just like the rest of the world and believed in the mumbo jumbo whole-heartedly. Which is why he continued to correspond with his soulmate. But when he left the Garrison, he couldn't face that bond any more.

With talking to this boy for two years, the only thing they had found in common was an overwhelming desire for them both to become pilots. Keith thought this to be merely a coincidence. So, when he was expelled from his only chance to become a space pilot, he could not face the boy who had shared his dream for two years.

He hadn't planned to tell his soulmate anything after he said that he had left school, but upon finding the shack and the ancient cave paintings and carvings, he decided that the best way to keep his soulmate from trying to talk to him anymore was to lie.

I'm okay. Found a place to stay, and I'm going on an… archaeological dig. It'll be fun. How's school? Keith didn't really want to know how school was, because this boy was still living the dream that they had written to each other of late at night for hours.

The response was not what Keith had expected. His soulmate was distraught. He didn't think he was good enough. Keith knew that feeling all too well, and it pulled painfully at the strings of his heart. The cap was off the pen and he was writing again before he even had a chance to think about what he was doing.

Don't you dare think like that. You have had your heart set on being a pilot ever since we first started talking, and now you are there doing it. Don't you dare let a simulator tell you that you aren't good enough.

The response brought a sinking feeling to his chest. As you wish, mí corazón. The first time his soulmate had called him that, Keith hadn't had a clue what the other boy meant. But after a quick computer search, he came up with two things: (first) it was Spanish, and (second) it meant "my heart."

At first, he had been mortified and angry. This boy didn't even know him, and was calling him "my heart." He, Keith, who didn't even believe in the power of soulmate bonds, was being given a mushy nickname by the person he didn't even believe was truly meant to be the one true match to his own heart. But deep down inside, Keith could not bring himself to ask this boy not to call him that, because, every time Keith felt inadequate and unloved by his own family, there was always a short message on his body somewhere that said those two powerful words, "mí corazón."

When he told his soulmate that he would be on an archaeological, that was the last time he ever expected to talk to the boy who had grown surprisingly important to him. And the use of that stupid, mushy nickname only made Keith hate himself even more.

After rescuing Shiro, being kidnapped by a robot lion, flying through a wormhole, and sneaking onto an alien ship to try and bond with yet another robotic lion, Keith wasn't really having the best of days. Granted, he never really had good days anyway, but this one took the cake. The fight against an alien warship seemed a little more than any of his teammates were ready for, even when they did join together to form a massive robot. The fight was hard won, and Keith was ready to fall into his bed and sleep for a week. But the newly formed team of Paladins had decided to have celebratory dinner for their first hard won battle.

That was when they were introduced to Rover, the small Galra drone which Pidge had been able to hack into and befriend. About halfway through the meal, Rover began making various chirping and whirring sounds, and, shortly after that, Pidge about jumped up from his chair waving his arm in the air frantically. Shiro finally was able to catch the boy's wrist and reveal a neatly printed line of numbers from Pidge's soulmate.

0100 1001 0111 0100 0010 0000 0100 1001 0111 0011 0010 0000 0100 1110 0110 1001 0110 0011 0110 0101 0010 000 0101 0100 0110 1111 0010 0000 0100 0110 0110 1001 0110 1110 0110 0001 0110 1100 0110 1100 0111 1001 0010 0000 0101 0011 0110 0101 0110 0101 0010 0000 0111 1001 0110 1111 0111 0101 0010 0001 0101 0010 0110 1111 01111 0110 0110 0101 0101 0010

Lance leaned across the table and stared at the paragraph that took up most of Pidge's inner wrist. "What the heck is that?"

Pidge pulled his arm away from Shiro's grip. "It's my soulmate! I finally found my soulmate!"

The rag-tag group looked on confused as Pidge began cuddling with the robot that had been hovering over his left shoulder.

"Wait…" Hunk Began. "You mean to tell me that your soulmate is a robot?!"

When Keith finally was able to return to his rooms that evening, he clumsily shucked off his Paladin armor and practically fell into bed. As he lay there on the verge of sleep, a warm throbbing on his wrist caught the attention of his groggy consciousness. He sat up, and looked down at where the new words from his soulmate were forming.

Hey, just wanted to let you know that I took a trip with some friends and found a job as a peace officer. It is pretty cool. I hope you are doing well and enjoying your time digging in the sand… I miss you, mí corazón.

Keith didn't know what to say. He was lightyears away from anything that humanity had ever encountered, and here were these words. Through some awesome power, his bond to this stranger was still as strong as ever. He slowly pulled the pen out from his red jacket where he always kept it just in case and began to write.

I am alright. No longer at the dig. Found a new job with a robotics company. What happened to being a pilot, I thought that was your dream?

That was OUR dream, came the reply. It never felt right without you.

Keith couldn't help but stare at the words that lay on his forearm. Why? Why had he done that? Keith couldn't respond. His heart was too heavy. Because of him, this boy would never live up to what he had always dreamed of. Because Keith had lied, he had ruined the life of his soulmate. Keith couldn't bare it. He capped the pen and threw it across the room before lying back down and pulling the covers up over his head.

The party was going great. Keith was actually enjoying himself while hanging out with Hunk and Lance as the Arusians celebrated the great victory of Voltron. Then, out of nowhere, Lance decided that he needed to take a walk. Keith didn't care. He was still enjoying himself there with Hunk.

Lance sat in the control room, twirling his soul-pen between his fingers. He hadn't heard back in a while from his soulmate, and he hoped everything was ok… But more than that, he missed Earth. He missed his home, and he missed the connection he had had with his soulmate before going to the Garrison… Lance looked up and out at the night sky from the castle's massive windows. His soulmate… somewhere, some thousands of lightyears away, his soulmate was out there somewhere…

Hey… he began. Just wanted to tell you that I miss you. And I don't know when I'll be around to finally meet you… I'm pretty busy here, you know. Saving the day and keeping the peace. But, I WILL meet you one day. Lance was trying to be funny, but he only managed to make himself feel worse.

Then Coran came in and showed him just how far away he really was from his corazón, which only made Lance feel ten times worse. Then a bomb shaped like Pidge's soulmate exploded, and he was thrown into a sleeping consciousness, and he wasn't exactly sure what happened after that.