Keith drove around the neighborhood near the corner he had picked up Lance from. He was trying so hard to find which house he was in. He drove around in a loop several times hoping to see if he saw anything to clue him in. He pulled over to the side and hit the steering wheel angrily letting out a frustrated yell. Keith took his hands on quickly realizing he had let his anger cause him to hit the steering wheel, what if Lance saw and thought he would hit him? Keith never wanted Lance to feel in danger around him. Keith wanted to be Lance's safe place. He decided to drive one more loop and thanked god he did. He stopped in front of the small white house with a wrap around porch adorned with multiple flower beds full of pretty colorful flowers. Lance's figure was seen through the front window as he was watering a small planted flower in the windowsill. Keith watched him move around the kitchen slowly seeming to be cleaning, Keith looked around and noticed the driveway was empty which hopefully meant Shiro wasn't home. Keith got out of the car and made his way to the front door before taking a deep breath and pressing the small button on the side to ring the doorbell. It was a few moments before he heard movement on the other side. The door cracked open a bit and Lance peeked out.

"Keith!?" He asked surprised and opened the door all the way. How had he found him?

"Lance.. I'm sorry I just had to find you. You have too come with me" Keith was pleading at this point wishing he would accept his offer and leave with him. The way Lance looked showed Keith just how scared he was. Of leaving, of being free of this life. "Please.."

"Let me pack my things. " Lance said and stepped away and motioned for Keith to come in. "Can..you help? It'll be quicker." He said his voice barely above a whisper. He was visibly trembling but Keith came in and laid a hand on his shoulder.

"It's going to be okay. I promise." Keith said and let Lance lead him to his room. Keith was shocked his so called bedroom. A single Twin bed and one dresser. No decor, nothing personal. It looked almost like a prison cell.

"This is your room?" Keith asked looking around. Lance opened his dresser drawer and started loading a small duffel bag.

"I don't need much." Lance replied. "I don't sleep in here much anyways."

"Where do you sleep?" Keith was a little confused hoping he wasn't made to sleep on the floor or something crazy.

"With him" Lance said zipping up his bag. Keith felt a pit in his stomach at the thought. He hadn't even thought of that.. Was he just as violent then to? Did he hurt Lance then too? Keith stayed quiet not knowing what to say. Keith carried Lance's bag as the other boy scurried around the house taking anything of his laying about. Lance grabbed the same small plant he was seen watering earlier.

"Do you have everything?" Keith asked seeing him cradle the small sprout. Lance nodded and looked around once more before following Keith out of the door. Keith tossed the bag into the backseat and opened the door for Lance.

"Let's go" Keith said softly seeing him hesitate. "It will be okay. Come on." Lance took a deep breath before climbing into the car. Keith got in and started the car up and Lance watched the small white house that had been his home and his prison for the passed three years. There was a small flicker of something new, excitement?

The car ride was quiet as they headed to the hotel. Keith kept glancing at Lance glad to see he looked a little more comfortable as he watched out the window. He was over the moon that Lance was sitting in his car right now and that he decided to take this leap. Keith reached over and took Lance's hand resting it in his lap. Lance squeezed it gently thankful for him being there. He had never thought he would be brave enough to leave Shiro. After everything they had gone through. What he had gone through willingly and stupidly holding on to the hopes that he would change. How had he been so blind? Keith had seen it before him a complete stranger had seen how miserable he really was. Before Lance even realized it he had tears running down his cheeks. Keith didn't say anything allowing him this moment to grieve for everything that has happened.

They were parked in the parking lot for a while before getting out and grabbing his things. Lance was checking his phone constantly knowing Shiro would be home soon and see what he had done. He was terrified to have to face him but he felt more safe knowing Keith had his back. Lance followed Keith into the hotel and to his room. Once inside they sat his bags down and Lance sat the small flower pot on the windowsill in the living room.

"What's the plant from?" Keith asked noticing how attached he seemed to it.

"It's silly" Lance said embarrassed.

"Your feelings aren't silly." Keith said watching him. He seemed a little more relaxed around him but he could just feel this whole wall up holding in anything Lance felt. He probably wasn't allowed to have them for a while.

"Shiro gave it to me before he was enlisted and sent out for duty. He told to keep watering it and that he would be back before it bloomed. It still hasn't bloomed and he came back a year ago. So I kept watering it.. hoping it would bloom and I would get the old Shiro back. " Keith came up beside him looking down at the small sprout.

"That's not silly Lance. He just doesn't realize how lucky he was and how stupid he was to have ruined such a great thing he had. I'm not saying the war didn't screw with his head, people change after that. But that is never an excuse to do the things he has done to you." Keith went into the kitchen and gathered some things before coming back with a small dish of water. He poured some water in before setting the cup down.

"See if that helps." He said before turning to head into the bedroom. Lance followed him and grabbed his bag.

"You can sleep in my room, I'll take the sofa." Keith said taking the bag from him to carry it in.

"Oh no, I couldn't this is your place." Lance said not having expected that

"This is your place now to. Until we figure this out, the bed is yours. " Lance shook his head slightly this whole thing seeming unreal.

"I don't deserve any of this.." Keith sat the bag down before coming up to Lance and placing a hand on each shoulder which made him look up.

"Lance. You deserve everything."