Lance was lucky, Keith knew that. Yet Lance had refused to press charges on Shiro for whatever reason. Lance was almost beaten to death yet he still won't turn this guy in. Even now, two weeks after the attack, Keith was watching Lance wishing he could just go and touch him. Comfort him or something. Whenever Keith entered the room he would get super nervous and skittish. It hurt Keith that Lance feared him but after what happened it seemed acceptable. Lance was going through counseling as well as Physical Therapy to help him heal. Lance denies his PTSD just trying to brush off his near death experience but the doctors made him agree to therapy. Keith couldn't imagine how hard his must be for him but he was also worried because he had to go home in a few days.. how could he go home?
Keith knocked on Lance's door to his room in the hospital. Lance looked up and smiled a bit. Lace was glad Keith cared so much and knew Keith would never hurt him. It was stupid that his mind wouldn't stop seeing Shiro every time he walked in though. His therapist had brought up the point that maybe deep deep down Lance blamed Keith for what happened which is why he was so weird around him now. Lance could never blame Keith for trying to help, could he? Keith came in and sat down on the other side of the room like he normally did. Daily check ups were normal at this point to make sure he was doing as well as he could. Keith had no idea Lance was going through the same mental conflict.
"How are you feeling today?" Keith broke the silence first watching Lance pick at his sheets quietly.
"I'm feeling okay. They wouldn't let me out today because they said my blood pressure was too high, I don't know how I have just been laying here all day. It sucks." The doctors had started taking him on rounds in a wheelchair to get him out of bed but they sometimes wouldn't let him and it killed Lance just laying in bed all the time.
"They're worried about your health, they know what they're doing." Keith replied trusting the doctors and their judgment. They saved his life for craps sake. Lance didn't say anything not knowing what to say.
"I have to go home Friday. I want to make sure you're okay first before I go." Lance looked up at him for a second before resuming his downward gaze. Lance just nodded a bit in reply and Keith sighed a bit before standing.
"Well, have a good night. I'll see you tomorrow" He waved a farewell before stepping out and shutting the door. Keith ran a hand through his hair frustrated as he walked home. He was mad about so many things. Shiro breathing still was the biggest one but Lance allowing him freedom is a close second. How stupid could this kid be? He knew after seeing lance the very first day he shouldn't get too involved and now look. He cares too much over someone who could barely look at him anymore. Keith had tried so hard to locate Shiro, stalked his online account, stalked his house, but no sign. He obviously must have skipped town. Everything inside of Keith started boiling and bubbling at the thought of him. At the thought of someone so low. Just from the doctors description of Lance's condition Kith knew what he had done, he couldn't begin to imagine the pain Lance must have endured only to let him walk free. What was he scared of? Once Shiro got locked away he would never be hurt again.
((Sorry, I have been crazy busy with midterms and a new job! Short post but hopefully I can get into the flow again soon!))