Angst Prompt Based Off Something That I Overheard That Could Definitely Be Angsty:

Angst prompt based off something that I overheard that could definitely be angsty:

"Are you stupid? Why are you saying it doesn't hurt when you're in pain?!"

Idk I feel like Klangst

My baby :(

Trigger Warning: - Blood - Major Injury

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Lance slumped against the wall, wishing he could slide his helmet off. Every breath stung, sharp pain exploding over his chest as he forced himself to inhale. He pressed the back of his head against the wall, grinding his teeth as his hands held the object lodged in his right rib cage. 

Just breathe Lance. This isn’t so bad. Just in and out, he commanded himself.  Fighting the urge to scream in pain. 

“Alright Paladins, we need to get off the ship before it explodes.” Shiro said, “get to your lions and head back to the castle. Pidge how much time do we have before the bombs detonated?” 

“About five dobosh’s,” the green paladin called back. 

“How far is everyone from their lions?” Shiro asked. 

“Back in Yellow!” Hunk said, peppiness in his voice. 

“Almost back to Green!” Pidge called. 

“Running up to Red now,” Keith said through panting. 

“I’m in my lion...what about you Lance?” Shiro called out. 

Lance opened his mouth to respond, but the words died on his tongue. 

“Buddy?” Hunk asked, anxiety plaguing his voice. 

He could only manage a wet cough. Splattering the inside of his helmet with blood. 

“Lance?!” Pidge screamed. 

“I’m fine- got some metal in my chest...no biggie,” he wheezed out. 

Panic exploded over the coms, Shiro demanding to know his location while Pidge frantically scanned for him. 

“Just leave- don’t have time,” he took a shaky breath, coughs forcing their way out. “Time to save me.” 

“Got him!” Pidge said, “this is where he’s located.” 

“I’m closet!” Keith called out. Everyone get out of here. I’m going to go get him.” Keith was already running as he spoke. 

Shiro screamed at Keith over the comms, but whatever he said fell on deaf ears. Lance could only focus on the roar of blood in his ears. His speeding heart rate. Does your heart get faster the closer you are to death? He released a morbid laugh, he should have paid attention in health class. 

A familiar red filled his vision, hands on his shoulders. “Guys I have him. Lance...can you hear me?” 

“Hey," a rattle breath, "Mullet.” 

Keith rolled his eyes, “come on. I need to get you out of here.” He slid his arms under his armpits. Lifting quickly. 

Lance choked on a scream, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. 

“Sorry-shit sorry.” Keith frantically said as he got Lance on his feet. “I'll make this up to you I swear.” 

Lance leaned on him, unsure what words were coming out of his mouth. Sleep tugged at him and he wanted nothing more than to embrace it with open arms. 

More pain.

“Sorry. I’m so sorry,” Keith said under his breath as he began to run down the hallway. Carrying Lance bridal style. 

Every step felt like fire. Every subtle movement was the equivalent of electricity through his veins. He chew on his inner cheek until more metallic taste filled his mouth. He didn’t want Keith to feel more guilty for trying to help him. 

“Just under a dobosh Keith!” Shiro said, panic seeping through his usual collectiveness. 

“Coming up on Red now! Is Blue going to be okay?” Keith asked as he reached his lion, holding Lance even tighter. 

“Don’t worry about the Blue lion. She will follow you back to the castle,” Allura’s voice made its way through the coms. 

“Roger.” Keith panted. He laid Lance down on the small beds each lion has. “I’ll be right back. I need to get us off this ship.”

Lance gave a shaky thumbs up, groaning as the lion began to move. 

“Stay awake for me Lance!” 

He smiled to himself, of course, Keith would be concerned for him. He was always protective of Lance. “Yes sir,” he slurred out. 

He felt himself fading out more, only snapping back some when his helmet was slid off his head. “Almost back to the castle,” Keith’s eyes scanned his body, focusing on the metal still lodged in Lance’s body. “Sorry for moving you. I may have caused more damage doing that.” 

Lance lifted his hand weakly, trying to wave his hand. Attempting to tell his fellow paladin that he held no hard feelings. He did save his life after all. “Doesn’t hurt.” He slurred out. 

Keith furrowed his eyebrows. “What?” 

Lance closed his eyes, trying to take a deep breath through his nose. “Doesn’t hurt.” He stated again. As if Keith didn’t hear him.

“Are you stupid?!” Keith flicked the other boy’s forehead. “Why are you saying it doesn’t hurt when you’re in pain?!” His voice rose slightly, his eyes scanning his face multiple times. 

Lance tried to meet his eyes, but he didn’t have much energy left. “You’re pretty." One more clunky breath. "Even with a stupid mullet.” He slipped into a slumber, Keith’s pleading fading away. 

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He felt himself falling, strong arms wrapping around him tightly. “Thank goodness you’re okay,” Hunk whispered. 

Lance hugged him back, enjoying the strength of the hug. “Think I would die on you? Have some faith.” 

Hunk laughed as he pulled away. Wiping his eyes on the process. 

Lance looked around at his friend. “Where’s everyone else?” 

“Asleep. It’s basically three in the morning.” 

“Ah,” Lance rubbed his eyes. “Guess we should head to bed then.” 

Hunk smiled, “want some food first?” 

The blue paladin shook his head. “Proper sleep first, I’ll eat later.” 

“Alright,” Hunk patted his shoulder, “I’ll walk you to your room.” 

They whispered back and forth, Hunk giving him one more crushing hug. He slipped into his room. Unzipping the back of the body suit, letting it fall off his arms. Keeping it around his waist. He reached into his closet, pulling out the first shirt he touched.

A hesitant knock sounded on his door. 

He tilted his head and made the way to the door, the shirt in his hands. “Yeah Hunk?” He said as the door swooshed open. 

Keith stood on the other side. His posture was stiff but his eyes filled with relief. “You’re awake.” 

“Keith?” He was about to say more, maybe crack a joke or two but two arms wrapped around him. Causing them both to stumble into his room. The door closed behind Keith. Shaking. 

“I’m so glad you're okay. I was so worried about you.” He mumbled into Lance’s chest. 

Lance released an uncomfortable laugh, hesitantly wrapping his arms around the other boy. Nothing to worry about, just an attractive man hugging him. “Yeah...I’m okay.” 

They hugged for a bit, and Keith pulled back first. His eyes were glued to the white color on Lance’s ribs. A new scar to add to the collection. He pressed his hand against the skin, his thumb moving slightly over it. “We could have lost you.”

Lance swallowed, his eyes glues to Keith’s face. “I’m here.”

“I could have lost you.”  The raven boy whispered. Seeming to curl into himself ever so slightly. 

“You didn’t,” Lance lifted his head up with his fingers. Gently cupping his face with his hands. His thumbs moved against his surprisingly soft skin. “I’m right here. And it’s all because of you.” 

“...you called me pretty.” 

“When I was delirious?” 

Keith nodded, laughing softly. 

“I mean. You are pretty, that wasn't a lie.” Lance said, ignoring the blush rising on his face. 

“Shut up,” Keith pressed his face back into his chest. “Don’t ever do that to me again.”

Lance rested his cheek on Keith’s head. “I promise I won’t.” 

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Soft Pre Establish Klance 

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