Lance’s POV:

It’s been going on for nearly a week, everyone is extremely worried about Keith, he gets little to no sleep, and he’s becoming anxious, I can tell he’s developed anxiety because of these nightmares. I started letting him sleep with me more because it’s the only thing that keeps him calm, but, for the past 3 or 4 nights, I can hear him in his room, pacing, for hours on end, sometimes I hear him talking to himself and crying. I finally decided that I had had enough, I walked into his room while he was pacing and asked him what was bothering him. “Nothing, I’ve just had a lot on my mind” Was his reply, the next night, I asked him again. “I couldn’t sleep” He said with a tired, obviously fake smile, I could see the exhaustion in his eyes. Finally, I asked him for a third time and he broke. “I… I’m scared! Scared I’m not good enough! Scared someone will get hurt! Scared someone will die! Scared you will die! I’ve been having t-these horrible nightmares every day for the past week, Lance, and they all share something in common: you end up getting hurt and dying in my arms and I’m not able to save you!” He cries, I stare wide-eyed at him. I couldn’t believe it, Keith Kogan, strongest person I know, has been having nightmares about me! For the past week. At hearing what he said, my heart broke in half, I hugged him gently, yet firmly, feeling his tears wet my shoulder, I rubbed my hand up and down his back in a gentle and calming manner. “Hey, listen, you are the strongest person that I know, you are the best fighter, and the best friend I have ever known and will ever have the pleasure of knowing. You won’t have to worry about me getting killed, because I’m not going anywhere, I promise” I reply, cupping his cheek and drying his tears.  He stared at me with wide, tear stained eyes, then, he smiled and leaned into my touch, one last tear rolling down his cheek.

I'm sorry for being so emotional, I can't help it, the nightmares are absolutely terrifying. I think losing you is my worst fear.

He replies, I hug him again and I feel him grip the back of my shirt, his shoulders are tense, I slightly release the hug and look him in the eye.

Hey, let's go to bed, okay?

I ask with a gentle smile. He nods in reply and we walk back to my room.