❤️Comfort cuddles (Klance)💙

                                    

                                          
// sorry this took a LONG time to update. Just had a lack of motivation for writing and I had to make so many adjustments and re write this so yeah. Also it's summer for me so I've been slacking 😅. This oneshot was requested by AshFox339 I had a few ideas and stuff but it was me having to re write this about once or twice that took so long since to me the previous versions made no sense at all 😂

                          
There he was, the red Paladin brought to his knees as he held his dying boyfriend in his arms. 
                          
"No... Lance don't leave me... please.... you'll be okay... we just need to get you to a-" 
                          
He was interrupted by Lance coughing up blood. This just tore Keith into more pieces than he was already in. this was bad. real bad. He then wiped the blood from his mouth. he kept wanting to reassure himself that Lance would make it.... even though he knew damn well he wouldn't.
                          
Lance weakly shifted himself a bit. his gaping wound on his chest continued to bleed although Keith had applied pressure to it as he held him. He then spoke. "Keith..... i-its okay...."
                          
"No lance...  ITS NOT OKAY! its not...." tears ran down his face as lance shushed him so he could finish. "shhhhhh. yes it is......... heh... i never expected to go so soon and early in my life... but shit happens i guess" he gave a weak smile and chuckle. he coughed a bit more. "B-but before anything else....."
                          
"Y-Yes?..." Keith spoke brokenheartedly. he couldn't believe what he was seeing or hearing.
                          
Lance struggled to breathe a little bit since his lungs were close to giving out and he was coughing so much. "I.. I.... I Love you Keith.... and even when im gone... i wont stop loving you..... ill always be with you no matter what happens....."
                          
Keith started to quietly sob. "i love you too Lance..."
                          
"Promise me......"
                          
"what?... what do you want me to promise?..." Keith looked Lance dead in the eyes. those bright blue ocean eyes that were so mesmerizing to look into. 
                          
"Be strong..... Dont let my Death sorrow you too much..... Voltron needs its leader and the team needs you to be strong..... The future depends on you and them......."
                          
"....I.... ill try. i promise ill try...."  Keith smiled at lance which Lance returned. 
                          
With the last of his remaining strength Lance sat up, removing Keith's now bloody hand from his wound and grabbed his head, pulling his lips to his for one last time. after the kiss, Lance fell backwards, limp in Keith's arms. Keith only brought Lance's lifeless body closer to him and started to sob uncontrollably. 
                          
"No.... Lance.... No....... I know I just said I'd be strong but....it's impossible when your just in my arms like this......" Keith managed to say in between sobs. He then started to shout out loud some emotional sappy stuff.
                          
He wished this was all a Dream and alas it was.
                          
(Pulled a sneaky one on ya if it wasn't obvious enough XD ) 
                          
"Lance! Lance LANCE!" Keith happened to be talking and yelling faintly in his sleep before he jolted up when he screamed out loud for the last time. His breathing was quick and he had a cold sweat. He also actually happened to be crying in real life. He frantically looked around his room, raising his hand and running it through his raven hair, gripping some of it in his palms, eventually starting to cry up a storm. He knew it was a nightmare but it felt so real.... almost too real.
                          
"Why..... why did it have to feel so real?..... I....." he couldn't even finish before he started to sob again. Sure he had nightmares but for him, loosing Lance would have to be the worst one of them all. He couldn't fathom if he actually had lost him. Luckily it was all in his head but it was less than pleasant.