Oh oh oh oh!!!! For the prompt. How about a Klance video call where Lance is telling Keith all of their shows and Keith is like quiet but with a smile enjoying Lance's RAMBLING and they have a soft moment of.... Hey you are missed, u know that right? Kdksksksksikss idk.
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Keith’s fingers hover over the call button. He’s been doing this now every night for a week. Why is he nervous? Why can’t he summon the courage to just hit the damn button?
Just call him. Just call him. Just call him!
He reprimands himself. His hands tremble and he sits down on his bed.
What if he’s mad at me? What if they’ve moved on? Maybe it’s better if I stay quiet…
Keith sighs and goes to put his communicator anyway in his pocket. Just like he always does. The ship around him is silent. It’s always silent. His room is cold.
In his gloved hands, his finger slips and his communicator screen lights up.
“Shit! Shitshitshitshit…” He grapples with the device, but before he can hang up, the ringing has stopped. A chipper voice rings out and he’s staring into familiar eyes.
“Keith?!” Lance answers. His eyes search Keith’s face and his surroundings. “Are you ok? Do you need…?”
“What? No, no, I’m fine, Lance. I’m ok.” Keith shushes. He can’t help the small smile that pulls on the corner of his lips. “I’m fine.”
“Oh thank god.” Lance sighs and rolls back on his bed. He closes his eyes. His heart still thunders in his chest.
“You that worried about me?”
“More like I’m comfortable and didn’t want to go on a mission right now.” Lance smirks and chuckles quietly. Keith rolls his eyes.
“So why’d you call anyway?”
This question trips Keith up. He hopes that Lance can’t see the blush that rises to his cheeks. That he doesn’t notice the way he fidgets with his hood.
“Uh, I guess I just wanted to check in and see…” His voice trembles.
“Did you miss me?” Lance grins.
“No!” Keith snaps. Lance laughs.
“I… I dunno… I just….”
Lance hears the uncertainty in his voice. He watches Keith’s eyebrows crinkle together in frustration. Lance’s smile falters and his expression falls into one of gentle concern.
“Do you want me to tell you what the team’s been up to?” He offers.
Keith sighs. He’s grateful for the change of subject and nods.
“Well we’ve made contact with the rebels and have been working together on some stuff. And oh my god, Keith, Keith you will not believe…” Lance sits up and excitedly talks to his communicator.
“Keith, I swear to god, One of their captains is a dog!”
“I’m serious! One of their captains, she’s really cool by the way, she’s a straight up dog that walks around on two legs and talks and and… did you ever see Disney’s Robin Hood with the foxes?”
Keith blinks. Lance is going a mile a minute and it’s hard to keep up.
“It’s exactly like that! She looks like a character from that movie and everyone else is totally fine with it and isn’t even mentioning it, all the while I am freaking out because there is a race of goddamn space dogs.”
Keith laughs. A familiar warmth flickers in his chest.
“Oh! Oh! Sorry I totally forgot! We found Matt! Well Pidge did, but that’s besides the point…”
“Whoa what? You found…?”
“Yeah Pidge found her brother! He was with the rebels and she tracked him down! And now he hangs out with us and Pidge is just so happy. And Hunk has someone new to talk about nerdy stuff with. He seems cool, even if a bit delusional. He definitely has a thing for Allura and, oh man, that poor boy does not stand a chance.”
“Wow that’s … I can’t believe…” Keith sighs.
“Have you seen our shows?!” Lance beams into the camera. Again Keith is caught off guard. It takes him a moment to interpret what Lance just asked him.
“Oh!” His expression melts into a teasing smirk. “Oh… Oh I know about them. You’re quite the actor, Lance.”
“What can I say? I’m a natural.” Lance brushes his hair back and shoots a finger gun straight towards Keith.
“But they’re so much fun, dude. Like I just get such a rush from all the cheering you know? Like it’s been really amazing to inspire people and talk to fans directly. And the coalition is stronger than ever!
Shiro’s been such a good sport about all this. Like I can tell he’s uncomfortable? But he really throws himself into it, and the fans all love him. Well of course they would, he’s Shiro. Oh! And you should see the way little girls all run up to Allura afterwards. She uses your name in the script, but these kids aren’t fooled.”
Lance continues to rant about their antics. About how they rehearse, and Lance had a fair bit of input to his choreography. About how it all ended with them actually fighting a monster in an arena, and Allura doing the sweetest backwards flip kick Lance has ever seen.
A lump forms in Keith’s throat.
“I think I needed a different outfit for my rope routine. The armour was a bit clunky, and you know… I should really give the fans what they want.” He waggles his eyebrows.
“I’m sorry I missed it. You’ll have to give me a private show sometime.” Keith smiles.
Lance looks at him in shock. A blush rushes to his ears and his mouth opens into a wild smile.
“Did you just…?!”
“Oh my god!” Keith yanks his hood over his face. He’s just realised what he may have implied.
“I didn’t mean…! God, Lance! Not like that!” He shouts, but he can’t help the giggles that burst from his chest. He can hear Lance’s laughter matching his own.
“Can you get me a cool Blade of Marmara outfit to do it in?” Lance chuckles. He sighs as he catches his breath.
“I don’t think I can just take one.”
“Shame. I really like them.” Lance chews his lip. “You look really cool.”
Keith ignores the way that makes the ache in his chest throb. He shakes his head and tries to hide how flustered he feels with a laugh.
“It uh… it sounds like you guys are going really well.”
“Yeah.” Lance sighs. He brushes his hand through his hair. “We’re uh… we’re doing good stuff, but…”
A heavy silence falls between them. Lance feels the words on the tip of his tongue. He knows what he wants to say, but is suddenly embarrassed to say them. His relationship with Keith is precarious and he worries that his next word might send them over the edge. He swallows.
“But I really wish you were there.” His voice is hushed. He averts his eyes from the communicator.
“We miss you Keith. I know you’re doing important work, and I know that you’re helping us by helping the blades, but we just…” He stammers. “I…I just…”
He accidentally meets Keith’s eyes. The reality that Keith is on the other side of the galaxy hits him like a crashing wave.
“I’ll never replace you. We’re a team.” His breath shudders.
“Please come home.” Lance presses his eyes closed. “We all worry. And Red asks about you and, and…” His fingers grip at his jacket. “Don’t stay gone forever. … okay?”
Keith sighs. His eyes begin to sting and he can feel his resolve crumbling. He briefly thinks about where the pods on his current ship are located before he pushes it out of his mind.
No. He can’t run back now. Not yet.
“I’ll be back.”
“I will.” Keith nods solemnly.
Lance hangs up the call and stares down at his communicator. His hands fist into his sheets and his mouth twists into a scowl.