Voltron One Shots

Lazy

Prompt: Lance's performance as of late has been very bad and everyone thinks it's just him slacking off. Shiro (Kuron) Asks him very angrily what's going on, and he (reluctantly) admits that he's badly homesick. Everyone tells him that he's not the only one and he's being selfish, and he gets super upset because 'when was the last time i did anything for myself?' or whatever and then he runs away, maybe to go find Keith and talk to him about it.

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Keith hadn't talked or heard anything from his friends in over a week, he had been busy with Blade missions, so he was very surprised when he opened the door to his room and found Lance standing there, out of breath.

"What—" Lance shoved past him. "—The hell?" Lance flopped down on Keith's bed like he lived there. Lance had never even seen his room before. "Wh—" Keith glanced out the door and saw that no one else was around, and then turned back to Lance. "What the fuck are you doing here?" Lance covered his eyes with his hands.

"I don't want to talk about it" Lance groaned. Keith blinked in shock. He hadn't moved from his spot in the doorway. He was trying to comprehend what was happening. Why was Lance there? Keith slowly closed his door and cautiously moved toward the boy on his bed.

"Okay..." he said slowly, narrowing his eyes. He'd never known Lance to not talk about things. He barely ever stopped talking. "Well if you don't want to talk about it then what are you doing here?" he asked. Lance dropped his hands and stared directly at Keith. Keith felt pinned down by his stare. He noticed that Lance's eyes were rimmed red, like he had been crying.

"I'm not lazy" Lance said hoarsely. Keith furrowed his eyebrows.

"When have I ever said you were?" he asked in confusion. Lance shook his head and pushed himself up.

"I don't- I don't know. Maybe never. But everyone else says it" he pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his chin on them. Keith sat down on the floor next to his bed.

"Is that... why you're here?" Keith asked, still not totally sure what was going on. Lance shook his head, clearly frustrated. Keith propped his head against his arm, which was resting on the edge of his bed. "Dude just tell me what's going on"

"I'm not lazy" Lance repeated. "I'm- I'm not. I just... sometimes I get... you know" he shrugged and pulled his legs closer. Keith tried to follow along, but he honestly had no idea what Lance was talking about.

"How... did you even get here?" he asked instead. Lance clearly wasn't ready to talk about whatever was bothering him. Lance lifted his head and smiled slightly.

"I stole Allura's ship" he said. Keith's eye bugged out.

"You stole her personal ship!?" he asked incredulously. Lance laughed shortly.

"Yeah. I was going to take Red, but she didn't want to—" his eyes widened as he realized what he was about to say. Keith lowered his head.

"It's fine. I know she's mad at me" he said quietly. Lance sighed and moved so he was perched on the edge of the bed, right next to Keith.

"She's not mad at you exactly... she just really misses you, man"

"I miss her too" Keith admitted. Lance stared at him for a long moment.

"Things have changed a lot since you left" he told Keith.

"Like what?"

"Well," Lance began. "Allura's taken over as the pilot for Blue and I'm piloting Red, but you know that" Keith nodded. "Hunk and Pidge have been working on some really cool shit lately. They're making new weapons all the time. They're pretty badass" Keith smiled at the thought. "Coran's been trying to make foods that taste like food from Earth"