I dont own Voltron or the picture.
This was requested by someone on Ao3
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When she woke up, Pidge felt like something big was going to happen today. Surprisingly, it was a good kind of big thing, which was strange considering the whole Galran issue.
She stood up, got changed and scrambled over the mountain of robotic parts that was between her and the door. No robot was getting between her and food.
Once she got out her door she brushed the dust off herself and headed towards the kitchen. She hummed too herself as she walked and wished she had grabbed her laptop too continue looking for her dad and Matt. A pang of homesickness shot through her and she shook her head rapidly to clear it. Nope, not thinking about that. She sighed and carried in walking towards the door, where she could faintly smell something heavenly. Hunk had to be cooking. That was the only logical explanation. She fixed a small smile on her face and pushed the door open.
Hunk was, in-fact, cooking breakfast this morning. Shiro and Allura were also up, talking quietly together with their heads bent towards each other. Coran was eating his food goo in the corner of the room. Pidge swore he was the only one who actually liked that stuff. Lance and Keith were both sitting at the table, and Lance looked like he was trying to encourage Keith to eat. Keith looked a bit too pale and, well, just ill in general really. She frowned at the thought of her older brother being ill. Keith wasn't allowed to get ill.
"Hey Pidge!" Hunk said enthusiastically, giving her a plate with purple goo and what looked like wood floating in it. "I made breakfast, it should taste like omelettes." He continued and Pidge smiled wider and thanked him. She sat at the table opposite the two boys and used the opportunity to observe the Korean boy.
Keith's eyes were glassy, and if she had to guess, she'd say he was running a fever. The light bags under his eyes told her he probably hadn't slept well and the way his arm seemed to be wrapped protectively around his stomach led her to believe he either felt sick or had already threw up, but she was leqning towards the former. Lance had one arm wrapped around his shoulders, and the other rubbing the arm that was hanging limply.
"Keith, c'mon, you need to eat." Lance murmured quietly and Keith shook his head. Lance sighed, and Pidge knew he'd probably been trying for a while. "Just half of it, please? You need to eat so you'll feel better quicker." Keith shook his head again and glared slightly at Lance.
"No." He muttered in a hoarse voice that had Lance sighing again.
"C'mon, you'll have everyone stop worrying about you, and you can watch movies in the rec room later." Lance said softly, hoping the bribery would be enough for Keith too eat. It was, luckily, and Pidge smiled slightly as Keith took a small spoonful. She then quickly began to eat so she could go get her laptop, today was a find her family day.
After her breakfast she quickly thanked Hunk and told Keith to get better quickly and then rushed out the door. She legged to back to her room, her sneakers slapping against the floor. Reaching her room in record time she danced madly around piles of spare parts too her laptop, cheering when she reached it and then making her way back. She hugged her laptop carefully and walked back too the kitchen, but veered towards the rec room when she heard coughing. She thought it was Keith, but someone else could be sick as well.
As she got closer she heard the muted muttering from a movie the Alteans had helped them install and the quiet chatter of voices. She poked her head inside and smiled at the sight of Keith and Lance curled up on the sofa seat thing. Keith was wrapped in a blue blanket and his head was on Lance's stomach. Lance was talking quietly and running his fingers through Keith's hair. From the way his eye's were drooping she would say it was easing him off to sleep.
She crept over to another seat and sat down, nodding in recognition as Lance waved with his free hand. She then cracked her knuckles and started typing, line after line of data covering her vision.
They stayed in a quiet silence, once Keith dropped off. He's occasionally cough, or shift around, but would quickly settle down once Lance started running his fingers through his hair again.
"He really seems to like that." She remarked quietly after the fifth time that Keith seemed to be distressed.
"He does, yeah. He's only recently found out how much he likes it too." Lance murmured, looking at Keith with adoration shining in his blue eyes.
"What do you mean? Has he never had someone do that too him before?" She asked, feeling a little shocked.
"He was in fostering for most of his life, and he wasn't exactly a favoured child." Lance said. "He had to deal with a lot of stuff alone, and because of that he now doesn't really know how to ask for affection. It's hard for him because sometimes he doesn't know wether he can ask or not."The Cuban boy sighed and Pidge blinked.
"Id forgotton that... but it makes sense." She said softly. She went back to coding for a minute, the silence feeling slightly oppressing.
"Shit, I gotta go." Lance muttered suddenly. Pidge raised her head, watching as Lance frowned at his communicator, then at the raven haired boy sleeping fitfully on his chest.
"I can look after him, if you want." She finally offered, and Lance looked at her with shock in his eyes.
"You would? I know your trying to find your family, and Keith does sometimes moves around a lot when he sleeps, he'd hate it if he made it so he couldn't work." Lance said quietly.
"Yeah I'm sure, he'll stay over there and I'll stay here, but I can keep an eye on him from here." She replied with a smile. Lance smiled back, and then sat up a bit more, he gently moved Keith. The elder boy sniffed and blinked sleepily, making a quiet noise as Lance slipped out from underneath him.
"Lance?" He mumbled in a hoarse voice starting to sit up. Lance shushed him quietly, running his hand through Keith's hair till Keith was sleeping again. He then sighed and pressed a gentle kiss to Keith's forehead before standing up and walking out the room briskly.
It was quiet for a few hours, until Keith started tossing and turning. It wasn't that bad at first, just shifting and mumbling slightly. Pidge looked up over her laptop every 10 minutes, frowning at the small noises Keith was making every few minutes. She put her laptop down and made her way over too him when he started muttering louder and tossing more. His face was troubled and Pidge didn't like it. She remembered Lance's earlier words and began to run her fingers through his surprisingly soft hair. He calmed down a bit and sighed slightly, but was still in distress, so she quickly moved and hopped onto the sofa, laying his head on her lap. Keith muttered something in Korean, and Pidge allowed herself to smile when he fully settled down again. It was about time she took a break.
Keith's muttering started up again a few minutes later, so she began running her fingers through his hair and humming softly, something her mum would do when she was ill. The muttering didn't stop though, and Pidge frowned, laying a small hand on the ill boy's forehead. She let out a sigh of relief when she realised he wasn't as hot as she feared, it was just a low fever then.
"Pidge..?" Keith's hoarse croak of her name drew her out of her thoughts. His hazy eyes were half open and slightly fever glazed, but she was happy to see the spark of familiar fire in their depths.
"Hey Keith, how ya feeling?" She said quietly. Keith blinked slowly, obviously thinking about it.
"A bit better, I don't feel sick anymore." He muttered, before attempting to get up and look around. "Where's Lance?" He finally asked, and she frowned.
"I don't know, now lay down, your still sick." To her suprise, he did so, laying his head back on her lap. She smiled and hummed again, watching whatever the thing was on TV. It was pretty intresting, and she could feel herself getting immersed in it. That was until a uncharacteristically small voice drew her out of it.
"Uhm... could you... maybe... run your h—hands through my hair..? I—It helps my headache and helps me sleep." Keith asked in a small voice, and, well, she couldn't say no when he asked like that. So she nodded and began doing just what she asked, humming as well.
Keith fell asleep almost instantly, and she wasn't far behind.
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Keith woke up too somebody moving him, dragging away the warmth that surrounded him. He whined when the cold air hit him and curled closer to the head source that was near his head. He heard a faint sigh and then their was a large hand running through his hair, making him relax. He blinked sleepily when he was suddenly moved and wrapped his arms around whoever was carrying him. They were warm.
The chest his head was resting on moved and a distant part of Keith's brain told him that whoever was carrying him was laughing. He mumbled half formed words and buried his face as the laughter stopped and he was put down. He frowned and forced himself to wake up as his arms were removed and left on the bed before whoever had carried him walked out. He looked around hopefully, wanting their to be another human for him to curl up next to, but it was just him in the dark. A quick look around with fever-glazed eyes told him he was completely alone and he slumped as he realised what had happened. This wasn't the first time he'd been abandoned after all.
He buried his face in the nearest object and tried not to cry, he was better than that. The words didn't stop the tears.
He didn't notice the door opening.
He didn't notice the muttered words as someone entered the room.
He did notice the bed dipping and tanned arm pulling him to a strong chest. He immediately turned and buried his head, shaking like a leaf in relief. Lance hadn't left him.
Lance sighed when he saw the tears and wiped them away gently, cooing softly at him when he sniffed. He relished in being held by the taller boy, turned boneless when Lance ran his long fingers down his spine. Lance chuckled when he nuzzled closer and pressed a kiss into his hair.
"Sleep Keith, I'm not going anywhere."
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Due to the positive reaction's of people, I have decided that I will attempt to write a Klance au story, and a part two for the previous chapter as some people have also asked for that.
Have a good day/night!