keith goes missing the night after they share their first kiss and lance wakes up from their his sleep and reaches out for keith’s hand only to find the other half of his bed cold and empty.
the night before, he and keith were on the couch, both absentmindedly watching some kind of documentary, knees touching and keith’s head on his shoulder, the closest they’d been in weeks.
lately keith had been quiet, flinching, secretive. staying out late, talking on the phone in hushed tones, he was becoming distant and it reminded lance so much of when they first met that he wanted to cry. ask keith what went wrong.
he’d come home tired, pale, and toward the last couple of weeks before his disappearance, covered in dirt and bruises. once, lance tried to ask about what was going on as he helped keep a tissue to keith’s bleeding nose, but keith snapped at him. it wasn’t his business he said. but as he watched keith limp out of the room and slam his door, he wished it was.
keith broke the calm that settled over them with a shuddering breath and a few words mumbled into lance’s shoulder
“i can’t hear you when you stuff ur face into my shirt” lance softly laughed and keith turned his face to look up at lance and repeated himself
“im sorry” he said, and took lance’s hands in his (lance was almost positive that keith can feel his racing heartbeat throb on his fingertips that are now pressed against the back of keith’s hand, but if he does he doesn’t say anything)
“what for?” lance asked, but he already knew. he just didn’t want to push to hard, didn’t want keith to close himself off again. he didn’t know if he could handle it
keith nestled himself back into lance’s side and his grip on his hands tightened
“for nothing. everything. i’m not a hundred percent sure but especially for this” he says as he brings his lips to lance’s, breath escaping both of them at the same time as everything around them falls into place
they kiss softly and sweetly as the video is still playing on the tv, and when lance pulls away, he says “i’m not sorry for that” before pulling keith in for another one
when he wakes up alone, he understands why keith was apologizing, remembers drifting off to sleep with fingers in his hair and keith’s raspy voice tickling the shell of his ear