Prodigy Lance Fic Part 13!!!!
Bee Note: I am so sorry for the long wait! College has been crazy, and my laptop REALLY hates me for some reason, but hopefully I’m back on my (chaotic) updating schedule! There will be one more final part to this fic (which I’m surprisingly ver my dad about; it’s like watching my child leave the nest). I hope you enjoy!! 🖤
To say Lance was excited was an understatement. Lance was practically bouncing off the walls. He hadn’t stopped thanking Allura and hugging everyone in his path, much to Pidge’s annoyance. Lance couldn’t help it. He was going home. To his family. And Lance’s excitement was contagious.
The whole team was radiant, excited to go back home. Allura had informed them that they would all stop and get in touch with their families, but they all agreed that they would see Lance’s family first. Which caused Lance to start crying again. After the initial shock and excitement settled, the team went about their normal business as they headed toward earth. Still being too wound up, Lance made his way to the observatory deck, watching the stars and planets pass by.
With each star and planet that Lance watched pass by, the more the excitement turned into nerves. Lance wondered if his family had changed. Did his dad find a new job? Were they okay? Were they upset at him?
Lance drew his knees to his chest, tucking them under his chin. He could feel the bundle of nerves form in the pit of his stomach.
What would he say to them? Would they greet him with open arms? Or would they turn him away, angry at him for not even telling them where he was going or doing? He had enough time. He could easily form a plan that would explain why-
“I can hear you thinking from the other side of the castle.”
Lance jerked his head toward the voice, startled. Keith was propped against the side of the door, arms crossed. Lance sent him a smile and patted at a spot next to him. Keith made his way toward Lance, gently lowering himself to the ground beside Lance. They both watched the galaxy pass by, a comfortable silence wrapping around them. Lance let out a small sigh.
“Do you think they’ll be upset at me?”
Keith peered at Lance, confused by his statement. “Who? You’re family? Why would they be upset?”
Lance pulled at a loose string on his jacket, thinking, not looking at Keith.
“I mean, I just left. Without saying a simple goodbye, or where I was going. I left them behind when they needed me the most.” Lance finished sadly, yanking the string from his jacket and forming it into a little ball.
Keith laid a hand on Lance’s shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze, getting Lance to look at him. “Lance, there’s no way you’re family would be mad. Quiznak, you’re defending the entire universe, I’m sure they would understand that! You are still helping them, even when they don’t know it.”
Keith broke his gaze and turned toward the open space, looking at nothing in particular. “I may not know anything about having a family, but I do know that they won’t push you away. That’s not what a family does. They’ll be happy to have you back. Anyone would.”
Lance gazed at Keith, shocked by his words. He felt a smile creep over his face as he could see a blush spreading across Keith’s face, reaching the tips of his ears. Lance shook his head and chuckled around the lump that had formed in his throat. Lance scooted himself closer to Keith, sides touching, basking in the warmth the other gave. Lance felt Keith tense briefly, then slowly melt into his side, letting their sides be practically glued to one anther. The two sat in comfortable silence, watching the world pass by them. Lance then nudged Keith, drawing his attention away from the foreign galaxy.
“You know, I have a enormous family. Like almost a thousand siblings, and millions of cousins. There’s enough love to go around, you know?”
Keith arched his eyebrow and Lance just gave him a small smile.
“You can be apart of my family. Mama would love you. And if you let mi hermanas play with your hair, they’ll be your best friends forever. You don’t have to be alone, Keith. You never were, and I promise, if you’ll let me, I won’t ever let you feel like you are ever again.”
Keith just stared at Lance with wide eyes, not saying anything. Lance stared back, and was starting to try to figure out what he said wrong and try to create a solution when two arms wrapped around him, squeezing him so tightly that Lance felt the air rush out of him in a surprised “Oof!” Lance was frozen in pure shock, until Keith muttered a small “thank you” in Lance’s ear. Lance smiled brightly and wound his arms around Keith, giving him a small “You’re welcome.”
Keith pulled away after a few moments and the two just gazed at one another. When he realize this, Keith quickly pulled away and gave a small cough, trying to hide the redness that he was sure was covering his entire face. Keith rubbed the back of his neck and let out a chocked, “So, uh, you’re a genius?”
Lance chuckled and braced his self on his palms, almost laying down. “Yep.” He said, popping the p at the end. “Although I never really thought of myself that way. I just though I was different. I am glad though. Being normal seems far too boring.”
Keith couldn’t help but laugh, and Lance gave him a dazzling smile.
“Well if it means anything, I’m glade you’re different. We need people who are different. It makes everything more exciting.”
Lance gasped dramatically and fell on his back, squishing his face with his cheeks. “Keith you liiiiiiike mee!” He said in a sing-song voice.
Keith rolled his eyes at his antics. “And here I thought we were rivals and hated each other.” Then Keith remembered something. “Wait, if you never wanted to be in the Garrison or the top of the class, why did you always go after me?”
Lance gave him an apologetic shrug. “I had to pretend. I didn’t want anyone to know the real reason why I was there. I had been made fun of my entire life for wearing hand-me-downs, and coming from a poor family.” Lance set his jaw. “I wasn’t going to go through that ever again. And going to the Garrison meant that none of my siblings would have to go through that. We finally had enough money to buy new clothes, new school supplies. So I had to play the part. Had to pretend it was my life goal to become a fighter pilot. I had to sell the part. So what better way than to declare the top of the fighter class as my life long rival? Sorry about that by the way.”
Keith just shook his head and brushed it off, letting a small smile ghost his lips. “It’s alright. It was kind of amusing and entertaining. When you weren’t being an annoying little shit, of course.”
Lance laughed and sent him another apology. Keith then placed his hand on Lance’s arm, giving him a serious look.
“Lance, you know you don’t have to pretend anymore, right? We want you for you, not who you’re pretending to be. We accept you. Besides,” Keith gave a smirk. “We’re family after all.”
Lance rolled his eyes fondly and was about to recuperate with his own retort with Allura’s voice flooded throughout the castle.
“Attention Paladins! Please report immediately to the hangars we are approaching the Milky Way and will soon be in Earth’s orbit.”
Lance grabbed Keith’s hands and squeezed them tightly, smile beaming as he practically buzzed with excitement. Keith laughed and gave a reassuring squeeze back.
“Yeah, I know Lance.” Keith pulled him and Lance to their feet, throwing his head back when Lance pretty much began to drag him the the hangar.