Kangst for the Soul

13

I don't own Voltron or the picture!!

Prompt from rare_ships12
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Glowing yellow eyes regarded themselves in the mirror. Those eyes, though pupil-less were easy to read. The betrayal, pain and sadness enough to bring a lesser man to their knees. Fluffy, purple ears, similar to a cats, where plastered to his skull, almost as if they were trying to hide themselves. Light lavender skin, and pale skin that bruises easily, was blotchy.

Keith hissed at himself, tail lashing as he tried to force the purple away. He hated it, and was glad every moment that he could force it away. Another deep breath, more pale skin and less looking like an abomination. If only the ears and tail would disappear too. He slumped with relief when his eyes reverted back to normal.

He splashed some water onto his face and dried it with a towel before going back into his room. He clipped his belt on and was looking for his jacket when long arms encircled his waist and a face was pressed into the top of his head. He smiled, enjoying the minute of peace before Lance opened his mouth.

"Babe, you eaten yet?" He asked, humming when Keith nodded. The taller boy moved, handing him his jacket and patently waiting for Keith to pull it on. Once he had, they linked their fingers and left Keith's room. He allowed Lance to pull him to the rec room, where the others were already waiting. They entered the room quietly, taking a seat next to Shiro and wondering what the meeting was about.

Once Allura was sure that everyone was present she stood up. "Paladin's, I have gathered you all to discuss the discuss the predicament we are all in."

"What predicament?" Pidge asked, looking at the altean princess with wide eyes. Everyone else shared a look and Keith felt like he knew what Allura was getting at. He clenched his fists and shuffled slightly closer to Lance, who wrapped a soothing arm around him, ignoring the flickering tail and fluffy ears pressed against dark hair.

"We have a galra in our mist, as you all know. Now, it cannot fly the red lion, as it would cause us chaos, nor can it stay with us, as it could be a spy." Every word was filled with venom, and directed at Keith, who hunched his shoulders in an attempt to hide himself from the princesses sharp gaze. "I believe we should all decide what to do with it, we could try and get it to tell us secrets about the empire, use its body to see if we can find a weakness to the galra or we could go with the kindest option, exterminate it. I personally think that-"

"I have a better idea, we take Keith's word for it and we let him do what he wants, he would never willingly hurt anyone and I think red would be pretty pissed if you hurt his paladin." Lance easily interrupted the princess, hugging the now trembling hybrid closer too him. It was clear that Keith was terrifed if what Allyra was implying, and Lance hated seeing Keith take the abuse with a bitten lip and closed eyes, not fighting back against the harsh words. He didn't thunk he'd ever see his new ears press themselves against his head that hard, or his tail lying that limp.

"It's not welcome on my ship. I want it gone." Allura said back slowly, as if she was holding herself back.

"He goes, I go." Lance said steadily, locking eyes with her.

"Lance, you can't! Voltron needs you!" Keith hissed, turning to look worriedly at the taller paladin.

"Lance is right, if he goes then I go too." Shiro spoke up, watching Allura warily.

"B—But! You're the head of Voltron! You cannot just leave!" Allura exclaimed, spluttering. She turned to Coran. "Tell them they cannot leave Coran! Tell them they they can't! They need to sit and choose a new Red Paladin while thinking about what to do with the parasite that has infected them!" The princess was borderline hysterical, eyes wild and hair falling out of it's usual well made bun.