It took a long while for Keith to calm down enough to go inside. Lance was still snoring softly on the couch when Keith went into the bedroom. He grabbed his suitcase off the top shelf and started throwing his clothes in being as quiet as possible. If he could leave before Lance woke up it would be a clean break. Lance would move on eventually and be just as happy with someone else. Keith's heart felt like it was withering with every item he packed, he wasn't sure if he would survive this himself. He deserved this pain after what he did, he took the best thing to happen to him and threw it away over one fight. He checked the room one last time for anything he may have forgotten. He reached into Lance's jacket and pulled out his wallet. He shuffled through the cards and pulled out a neatly folded paper. He stuffed it in his pocket and replaced his wallet before grabbing his suitcase and making his way to the door. He reached out and twisted the doorknob but paused. He wanted to at least kiss him goodbye but he would wake up.. instead he just opened the door and walked out closing it quietly behind him. Being this late he decided to get a flight home tomorrow and found a room in a hotel somewhere. Keith didn't care where he went, he didn't care what happened to him anymore.
Allura made her way up the steps of Lance's apartment before knocking on the door. Lance opened the door half wrapped in a blanket his hair sticking out in every direction.
"Oh.. hi. Sorry" He yawned. "I was napping." Allura peeked in around him not sure if Keith was there or not.
"How..are you?" She asked wondering if he had been asleep the whole time.
"Come in.." Lance invited her in shutting the door. Lance made his back to the couch and sank into the cushions unaware of anything wrong. She sat down carefully not wanting to do this right now. She didn't ever want to hurt Lance like this.
"Lance.. I need to tell you something" Her serious tone perked Lance up and he started getting worried.
"It's about Keith.. He left. Lance. For good this time" She had to be blunt about it so lance would understand. He would come up with any reason to make it sound better unless she told him the truth.. Lance was confused and looked around noticing his things were missing.
"Wait.." He stood up and half ran into he bedroom opening Keith's drawers and each one empty.
"Allura.. Where'd he go?" Lance looked around not understanding. He thought they made up. Allura came over and wrapped her arms around him to comfort him but he just pushed her off.
"No, we were better. He can't leave. He must feel terrible about the fight. I have to tell him it's okay." He rushed out of the room fumbling for his jacket throwing it on.
"Lance stop. Let him go.." She said reaching out for him to stop him but he was out of the door before she finished.
Lance was failing Keith's number over and over as he ran down the sidewalk. He had to check everywhere, he couldn't be far with all of his stuff.
"Keith, you need to stop doing this, what happened last night doesn't matter. What matters is that we care about each other and we will make it work." He hung up after his voicemail. He stopped to catch his breath not knowing where to look first. He stopped at every hotel he happened to past asking if Keith checked in. The sun was setting before Lance stopped his search. He turned around realizing he was completely lost having never gone this far downtown before. Lance took out his phone and cursed seeing it was low on battery. He dialed Keith a few more times and got no answer.
"Keith.. Please. I don't know where I am and it's getting dark so you should answer your phone." Lance hung up and started walking in the direction he came from hoping he'd run into a cab or something. Allura had been calling all day but Lance wasn't having it so he kept declining but she was calling again and he answered knowing he needed help getting home.
"Lance , Thank God.. Where are you?" She asked worried. Lance looked around for a street sign or something to give some info to his location.
"No idea.. industrial district? There's lots of warehouses." He explained the best he could and his phone clicked and he looked at the screen seeing it died during the call. Now he was fucked.
"Lance? Lance!" Allura looked at her phone seeing the call was ended. She barely heard a word from him before he call quit.
Lance groaned and just kept walking down the now darkening sidewalk. The only light was a few old streetlamps littering the broken sidewalk. Where did he turn to get all the way over here? He started feeling bad vibes once it got dark and his steps quickened wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.
Keith was laying in his hotel bed having an internal war about calling Lance back. He sat up and grabbed his phone deciding to call him unable to stop himself anymore. It went straight to voicemail to his disappointment. He noticed the few voicemails and listened to them his heart fluttering just hearing his voice but the last one worried him. He looked at the time stamp, it's already been an hour, he looked out the window seeing it was dark outside and he got sick to his stomach at the thought of Lance at night by himself. He immediately dialed Allura ready for an angry answer but she sounded just as worried as he felt.
"Is Lance with you?!" She asked immediately and he got more worried knowing Lance hadn't found his way back yet.
"No. I was hoping he was with you!" He was out the door within the minute ready to go out and find Lance. The two hung up making a deal to update each other if they heard from him. Dammit dammit dammit. If you hadn't left he wouldn't have got lost looking for you. Stupid stupid. Keith cursed himself over and over as he ran down the stairs of his hotel not having time to wait on the elevator. Please let Lance be okay.