Lance-
Sometime, a long while later, after my thoughts had dulled into a partial daze, I heard footsteps and sat up.
Pidge and Hunk had entered the room.
"Hey, guys," I called though I knew I didn't possess my usual excitement. "What's up?"
Pidge smiled slyly. "I Just wanted to bring you some dinner," she said innocently.
"Oh?"
"Yep," Hunk said. "That's all. We just wanted to bring you some food since you must be hungry after that mission."
"Thank you, but I'm really okay," I said, taking the bowl anyway. Hunk was really bad at lying. I knew he and Pidge were trying to figure out what I was doing with Keith.
I began to eat slowly, knowing that I did need the food. Neither Pidge nor Hunk moved. They just stood there creepily staring at me.
"Do you need something?"
"Eh, nothing you can provide currently. Though, can I store that offer for later?"
"No," I said with a small chuckle.
"So, are you going to go rest?" Hunk asked me.
"No, I'd like to stay right here." I glanced back at Keith thinking about what I would say to him when he woke up.
Pidge and Hunk smiled mischievously at each other as though they were the Hitachiin brothers plotting how to torment me.
"You just want to stay with Keith, don't you?" Pidge said suggestively.
I looked up at her, knowing what she was meant. "What's wrong with wanting to be there when he comes out of the pod? He was there for me when I was hurt. I want to be there with him."
"That's really kind of you, Lance," Hunk said.
"Now, that, sounds boring," Pidge yawned turning around to head out. "See ya."
"Yeah, buddy," Hunk said as he rubbed the back of his head, "I'm going to head out as well. I hope everything… uhh… works out for you."
"What does that mean?" I asked him.
"Nothing," Hunk squeaked before darting out of the large room.
I was enveloped in silence, waiting for Keith.
For hours I waited. I barely dozed off a couple of times. I wouldn't let myself get food so I only ate if someone brought food for me, which Hunk only did one other time, though I hadn't been exceedingly hungry, then, either.
I was dozing while sitting in front of Keith's pod, my eyes closed and engulfed in my hands, when I heard the hiss of the opening healing pod.
I jumped upwards faster than humanly possible and spun around, my arms outstretched, so I could catch Keith.
He stumbled forward, into my arms, and I held him against me.
He looked much better. All of the cuts and scrapes that had been along his arms and face had disappeared. He looked groggy and dazed.
I held him up until he had gained his own footing. Even then, he opted to continue to cling to me, which made my heart thump like a stampede of rhinos.
"Hey, how are you doing?" I asked him.
He looked at me, his purple eyes staring into mine, and smiled. "Much better. How long was I out?"
"I'm not sure," I said somewhat sheepishly.
"Lance…" Keith said as he looked around and saw the empty bowls of food and most likely my still somewhat dirty combat suit, "Did… did you stay by my side? This whole time?"
"Yes," I muttered nervously. I was so afraid that he was going to have forgotten everything from the mission. I was Afraid that it had all been my delusion and that Keith didn't really like me like that.
Keith leaned up to me. His face was maybe two inches away from mine. "Well, that's stupid. Now you look like you could use some sleep."
Carefully, slowly, Keith began to close the gap between us. I could feel his chest expanding with every breath, against my chest. Keith was hovering as though asking for permission.
I almost rolled my eyes, giddy with excitement that he remembered, and closed the gap. I pressed my lips to his, caressing his head gently as I did.
Keith's ran his fingers through my hair slowly as our lips connected and we held each other.
Keith's body was warm and soft against my own.
I kissed him with as much passion as I possessed. I wanted him to be mine and I wanted to be his.
We broke apart to take a deep breath, laughing as we did.
I smiled in my trademarked lopsided cocky smile, and Keith laughed as he kissed me again and again.
I finally felt complete and together. I finally felt like I had found my other half.
Our intertwined bodies felt perfectly in line.
(one Varga later)
Keith-
Lance and I sat together, on the couch, in the lounge area. I had rested my head on Lance's lap while we sat talking. Lance played with the shorter and longer locks of my hair. No one else was in the lounge so it was nice and quiet.
"I don't want you to leave yet," Lance said quietly.
"I don't want to leave yet," I replied. "But there is no place for me in Voltron."
"Keith, there will always be a place for you in the castle and in Voltron," Lance said with emphasis. "I don't want you to ever feel left out or forgotten."
Lance bent down to kiss my forehead. "I will never leave you out or forget you."
I smiled at him. I was so glad that he had really liked me enough to kiss me. I was amazed that he could like me at all.
I was so glad that our days of that senseless rivalry were over. I was ready to begin anew in our relationship. I was excited to not have to hide my crush on him anymore.
"Thank you," I said as I leaned into his touch. "I think that I will go back to the Blades in a day or two. I am sure they will be mad at me either way."
"Why would they be mad? You were helping Voltron!"
"Well, I didn't really tell anyone," I muttered quietly.
Lance broke into a laugh. "I guess they'll just have to get used to you disappearing for long periods of time when Voltron needs your help."
"I'm not going to fight your every battle," I told Lance.
"What if I said that I was implying that I was 'Voltron'? Would you come then?"
"You are ridiculous," I told him, specifically looking away so he wouldn't see my blush.
"And I love you, too, Mullet," Lance said affectionately.
I rolled my eyes and sat up just enough to once again kiss my boyfriend.
Note: Hoped you enjoyed it! There is one bonus chapter for fun after this, but that is the main end to the fanfiction.
