dadboi01: Friday's are the absolute worst. For some reason it's the one day we have to do everything. Like man can we just go out and party on a Tuesday night and have Wednesday Weddings? I'm sick of trying to do everything on a Friday.

dadboi01: Man I am tired

dadboi01: Does having three orange sodas and a large slushie unhealthy even if you do work out?

dadboi01: OK SO MY BROTHER CAME OUT OF THE CLOSET TONIGHT AND I LAUGHED SO HARD A SPAGHETTI NOODLE CAME OUT OF MY NOSE.

dadboi01: lmao so yall know how my bro came out and shiz? He has a lil crush on a boi and I wanna die from how cute it is aww

dadboi01: I accidentally wrecked my textbook because I pushed it off the bed while I was sleeping. If that isn't college life idk what is.

dadboi01: If I dyed my hair white would that be cool or would I just look reeeaaallllyy old?

I wonder if Keith has been seeing my posts? Or maybe even Lance now that I've added him? Half of these posts I'm drunk, and the other half I'm extremely sleep deprived. Maybe getting a Tumblr wasn't a good idea after all? But how else will I get my fan art?

Closing my laptop, I decided that it's best for me to actually sleep for the night. It's not late at all, so maybe instead of an early bed time, I can go bother Keith? That sounds like a perfect plan. I need to get more information out of him, or else I'll have to rely on messaging Lance himself for the details.

I try my best to quietly sneak out of my room, and down the hall a bit to Keith's room. I knock two times on Keith's door, but I hear no response back. Weird much? I open the door a bit, and I see Keith on his bed... With a phone up to his face?

"I-I agree. I am more of the action type versus the thinking type."

What's this now? Is Keith actually talking on the phone for once? I remember back when he was eight, and he thought that talking on the phone took your soul away. His face is completely lit up, and his entire face is red. He looks more adorable than ever, and I should hand write a note to Lance thanking him for letting me see this side of Keith once again.

"Um, yeah I hope so too. Goodnight Baby Blue."

Did he just? Oh my...

Now that he has hung up the phone, time for me to give him shit.

"Keith, my most favorite little brother."

The door is now wide open, and Keith his clutching his phone. His eyes are filled with terror and he knows what's going to happen next.

"Shiro?! How much of that did you hear?!"

"Enough to know that we have to have a very long talk."

And so, that's where I found myself on a Thursday night. Talking to Keith, or as Keith puts it, 'forcing information out of him'. Either way, I win regardless.

"Okay fine. I was just on the phone with Lance."

"Ugh, finally you say that. Normal people don't take ten minutes of pouting to say what you just said."

"I wasn't pouting!"

"Sure you weren't. Now, was that a cutesy nickname that I just heard a while ago?"

This night went from good, to great.

"Well, I-...Yes. Yes, it was. It just happened today, so please don't think that I skimped out on details from this morning."

"You totally did skimp out on details this morning, but I'll let it slide. All I care about is your status right now."

"My status?"

"Yes. What are your thoughts and feelings right now on Lance?"

I know for a fact this is a terrible question for Keith because from the looks of it I broke him with that question.

"Wha-? I-I don't know that? Like, I know that I like him and all and that I want whatever this is to work, but I have no idea what the right answer to that question is!"

"Keith, there is no such thing as a wrong answer when it comes to your feelings. Just tell me how you feel."

Keith lightens up a bit after I said that. I think he learned from our last talk because he grabs his pillow and starts to hug the crap out of it.

"Well, I've never felt like this before I guess. It's new and exciting, yet I'm so terrified and nauseous all the time that I want to puke. I don't care if I puke though because whenever Lance even sends me a text I feel myself jump out of my skin with happiness, and I just... I just know that Lance is worth puking over."

I think my heart is going to explode. My little brother is practically falling in love before my eyes, and it's beautiful.

"So, do you guys have another date planned?"

"Um, yeah. This time I'm planning it, and from my knowledge of Lance I think he's going to love it."

"Good. Now, remember I'm here when you need me. Just please don't wake me up at the ass crack of dawn when I have the ability to sleep ever again."

"Duly noted."

I pat Keith on the back, and I retreat to my room. Honestly, I'm too excited now to fall asleep. It's amazing that I can even go to bed this early, but of course, I don't appreciate it. Maybe I should do something productive with my time, and be an amazing older brother?

dadboi01 to León72Azul: Psstt ur Lance r8?

I can always speed up the dating process a little bit, and even if I can't I can always familiarize myself with Lance. Not too much later, Lance responds.

León72Azul to dadboi01: Ummm how do you know my name?

dadboi01 to León72Azul: i'm Keith's brother, Takashi. But like everyone calls me Shiro even Keith sooooo yeah

León72Azul to dadboi01: HOLY SHIT REALLY? OMG IT IS AN HONOR YOUR BROTHER IS AMAZING

dadboi01 to León72Azul: Yeppp taught him everything I know. Take care of him alright? He is fragile

León72Azul to dadboi01: YES SIR I WILL AHHHH DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE HAS PLANNED TOMORROW?

dadboi01 to León72Azul: nah but man he said that you will love it soooo you should tell me about it after it's done tomorrow...

León72Azul to dadboi01: AHHHHH I AM SO EXCITED! THANKS SHIRO

dadboi01 to León72Azul: anytime my dude. Now sleep, cause tomorrow I need you to annoy the crap out of Keith

León72Azul to dadboi01: WILL DO. NIGHT!

Lance is perfect for Keith.

I fall asleep to future schemes and ideas that I want to pull off for them.

I stare down at the slightly wrinkled paper before my desk. It stares at me, and I stare back at it. I remember being so happy receiving this letter, and the joyous look on both of my parent's faces and Matt's. Everything came crashing down though when I thought about how Lance would react.

Lance and I have been tied at the hip since as far back as I can remember. I've seen him at his worst, which was back in middle school when he thought being himself was going to get him killed. Every day he slapped a smile on his face, and continued to say that he was 'fine'. This eventually boiled over to the point he couldn't get out of bed on the weekends, and painful phone calls to me saying that he wasn't okay.

I was the person who gave him the courage to come out to his family, and eventually the school. I was the person who walked Lance to the office to report harassment and bullying, and I am the person who Lance has trusted his most personal secrets to.

Everything that I have done for Lance, he has done the same for me.

No one dare picks on me in high school, since Lance pulls pranks on anyone who even tries anything. Lance is also incredibly smart and has made me feel normal when I know I'm not normal. Lance goes out of his way every single day to make sure that I'm happy, and I am happy when Lance is around.

Will going to Florida not only wreck Lance but myself as well?

I feel the tears start to fall, and they freely land on my acceptance letter. Unlike Lance who is a silent crier, I'm a fairly loud crier. No matter how much I try and choke back the tears, I keep hiccuping and gasping for more air so I can cry more. I wipe away as many tears as I could with my sleeve, but the endless supply of the unknown fuels my eyes even more.

I hear my door creak open, so I stop breathing all together. From the reflection of my computer screen, I see that it's Matt standing in the doorway.

"Pidge, are you okay?"

I continue to breathe again, but this time I cry even harder. Matt doesn't skip a beat. He picks me up from my computer chair and sets himself on top of my bed. He hugs me and brushes through my hair as I cry. None of us say anything for a long time, but with that time my breathing turns to normal and the salty water has ceased to exist.

"I-I'm sorry Matt. I just don't know what to do."

Matt doesn't let go of me or stops his hand that is going through my hair.

"Oh, the mighty Pidge not knowing what to do? This is unheard of. What's the problem?"

"I have no idea if I should go to Florida, or stay here."

Matt's hand that is in my hair removes itself.

"Well, I think I have a perfect solution for that. Do you mind if I share my secret with you?"

My interest peaks, and knowing Matt he isn't going to be an asshole about this, so I let him speak. I nod my head, and Matt proceeds to take out a coin from his pocket.

"Now, this might seem really stupid but doing the old coin flip to make your decisions always works for me. Heads you stay, Tails you go. Okay?"

"Matt, I don't think-"

"Hush Pidge. Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Do you trust me?"

I nod my head again. We move over to my desk again, and my body is going nuts with anticipation of what course of action I'll be taking. Matt flips the coin, and my heart almost pounds out of my chest. He catches the coin, but he doesn't show me what it landed on.

"Now Pidge, while the coin was in the air were you hoping to go, or stay?"

The fog that clouded my mind washes away in that instance. I can't believe the answer was in front of me this entire time.

"While it was in the air, I was hoping for it to be heads. I want to stay."

Matt pockets the coin and hugs me again.

"See? I told you a good coin flip works wonders."

I squeeze Matt back even harder. Another good reason to stay.

A late night snack should be a staple in everyone's diets. How can someone go for more than six hours without any food? That's beyond me. My alarm for my snack is exactly 2:00 AM and my snack stash is directly under my bed. Tonight I am feeling healthy, therefore I shall eat an apple.

I only carry red apples, because any other color disgusts Keith. I personally love yellow apples the most, but when you have a best friend who forgets to eat on a daily basis, you have to adjust.

Speaking of Keith, I wonder how he is doing? After I gave him my pep talk the other day he's been fairly okay, but I feel like he isn't talking to me enough as before. Before Lance.

I shouldn't feel this way, but I do. I feel like whoever this Lance guy is, they're taking away my best friend right in front of me, and there is nothing I can do about it. I should vocalize this to Keith, but I haven't seen him this happy in such a long time and I don't want to ruin that. Maybe I should ask Shiro for help? Though Shiro would just tell me to tell Keith about my feelings, and I already know that.

Now just isn't the right time.

I brush away those thoughts again and decide to also do some late night scrolling through Tumblr. I mainly follow food blogs, which just makes my late night snack into a late night meal if I scroll too long. I love to try other people's recipes, and I have a lot of saved posts in my drafts that I still have to try out.

Wait, is Keith still up?

Red_Red_Red: I never understood the 'butterflies in the stomach' to describe love. What exactly does that mean? Is it suppose to make you feel anxious or feel light as a feather? There are much better analogies than that one. Love is waking up, and realizing you still have time to sleep. Love is that breathlessness after a sprint. Love is the anticipation of waiting for Santa Clause to visit you in the night. Love is so much more than butterflies in your stomach.

Keith's description of things is as always, amazing. I can always feel what he is trying to portray, and after that one, I feel jittery.

But the thing is, I know for a fact it's about Lance. I'm so happy for Keith to find someone who can also see the beauty that he has to offer, but I'm also jealous of how much attention Lance has been getting this past couple of days.

Maybe I should try and get to know him before I judge, but right now in the dead of night, I'm missing my best friend more than anything.

AHH OKAY SO I GRADUATED AND I HAVE BEEN BUSY WITH THAT AND WORKING, SORRY GUYS

ALSO SORRY FOR THE SHORTISH CHAPTER. I PROMISE THAT THE NEXT ONE WILL BE MUCH LONGER CONSIDERING IT'S GOING TO BE KEITH'S DATE NIGHT.

Mikihiko Tada- BABY BLUE IS EXACTLY THE BEST NICKNAME FOR LANCE AHHH. Klance is my definition of perfect :3

Space Mullet- THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING AND LEAVING SUCH AMAZING THOUGHTS AHHHHH

magicmady- KALTENECKER DESERVES A CHARACTER ARC IN VOLTRON I SWEAR. My mission is for all of you to gain cavities ayyeee

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