Late one night, Keith tossed and turned in his sleep, gripping the pillow that was between his arms, clutching it tightly to his chest, as if his very life depended on it.

Keith’s dream:

We were out on a mission and I got separated from everyone else, I’m walking around, completely alone, in the dark, I could barely see, I started calling out for everyone. “Hello? Hello? Shiro? Pidge? Hunk? Lance?! Anybody?! Hello!” I continued to call out, but nobody answered me. I started to feel scared, my heart began to ram against my chest, tears began to sting at my eyes, my mind swirled with thoughts. 'Where is everyone? Are they okay? Why aren't they answering?' I thought to myself as I continued to call out for the team, until finally, I hear a low groan, the voice was familiar, it sounded like... "Lance?" I whispered. I began to approach the figure and sure enough, it was Lance laying face first on the ground, I gasped in shock, gently turned him over so he was laying on his back, he had a deep cut going across his chest, his face was covered in bruises, he had a black eye, and a cut lip with blood trickling down his mouth, the tears that started to well in my eyes came like a waterfall.

“Lance! Oh, my, gosh! A-are you okay?! Say something!” I said frantically, his eyes were closed, I stared anxiously at his face, hoping that he would open those ocean blue eyes and crack that famous smile, but, it never came, instead, his eyes opened just enough so he could see me, he gave a weak smile, and lifted his hand up to cup my cheek.

“H-hey, Mullet, don’t cry, I-I’ll be okay, I promise. When I say vol, you say tron, okay?” He said weakly, closing his eyes again, my tears began to flow harder. “Lance, stay with me! Talk to me! P-please” I begged, cradling him in my arms, I could feel his heartbeat grow slower, and his breathing grow more ragged and shallow, it scared me, I didn’t want to lose him, not like this, not before I could tell him the things that I need to tell him, I tightly shut my eyes as tears continued to stream down my face. “G-guys! Hunk! Pidge! Shiro! S-someone! Anyone! Please answer me! I need help! Please! V-voltron!” I yelled through my helmet, hoping someone would answer me, all I got in reply was static, I sat there holding Lance in my arms, his body becoming limp, I watched as the color drained from his face, finally, he opened his eyes again and smiled at me, he ran his fingers through my hair and gently dried my tears. “K-Keith, please don’t cry, I don’t want to see your beautiful eyes filled with tears. I-I love you” He said, his voice barely above a whisper, causing me to cry more, I held his hand against my face and leaned into his touch. “I-I l-love y-you t-too” I replied, my voice shaky, I watched as he smiled one last time and drew his last breath, his hand falling from my cheek, his body completely limp, my hand flew to my mouth to keep my sobs from escaping. “Lance… No… no... No, please! No! Lance! Lance!” I yelled in agony as it started to rain, my heart clenched into a fist, then, everything went black.

“Lance!” I scream at the top of my lungs, I sit straight up, tears streaming down my face, sweat dripping from my head, and my body shaking, I look around and realize that I’m in my room, I sigh in relief and place a shaky hand on my chest, trying to calm my pounding heart. I tried to go back to sleep, but the nightmare kept flashing through my mind every time I closed my eyes, I sigh in defeat and decide to go to Lance’s room, I gather my blanket and pillow and walk down the hallway towards his room. “Hopefully he won’t mind bunking with me for a night” I say to myself, I knock on his door and wait a few minutes, then, a half-asleep Lance opens the door, his hair messy, his blue robe untied with his mask on top of his head, wearing his blue lion slippers. “Keith?” He asks with a yawn. “What are you doing?” He rubs his eyes and runs his fingers through his disheveled hair, my face turns a light pink. “W-well… I-I had a nightmare, and I was hoping I could sleep with you” I say nervously, his face softens when he notices the tears welling up in my already red eyes and the way my body began to lightly tremble, without hesitation he steps aside and lets me into his room. “I can sleep on the floor if you don’t feel comfortable sharing a bed with me” he suggests. “No!” I say a little too quickly, causing him to give me a confused look, I blush and clear my throat. “I-I mean, no, you don’t have to do that, this is your room after all, I-I don’t mind sharing a bed with you, as long as you don’t mind” I say nervously. Lance smiles sweetly at me and dried the stray tear I didn’t notice rolling down my face. “Sure, I’m okay with it, I hate to see you like this” He says, not removing his hand from my cheek, I smile and close my eyes, leaning into his gentle touch. “Thank you” I reply. “Anytime, Keith, that’s what friends are for” He says with a smile, gently rubbing his thumb under my eye, he moves away from his bed and gestures for me to lay down. I lay down and turn over, facing away from his, I feel the bed sink beside me and an arm drape over my waist. Thank quiznack Lance can’t see how red my face is right now.