There will be a day when his name is only a small fragment of memory. Your chest will not tear at the thought of him kissing another’s lips. The surrounding walls in your bedroom will only become a place where you learned to forget about him instead of love him. There will be a day when you give your love to someone worth it. People can hurt you, but someone will love you.
Last night I dreamt that Lance was crying in front of Keith, as if it was happening in one of the next episodes of VLD. Hear me out.
The Red and Blue Paladin ran into each other during the night and started talking somewhere in the castle while everyone else was asleep, I can’t recall about what.
At some point, Lance did his thing with the lips, bowed his head and started sobbing. Whatever the reason, he just couldn’t take it anymore. “I’m sorry, Keith. I’m so sorry,” he kept repeating.
It was so sudden and unexpected that Keith didn’t know what to do apart from instinctively murmuring his name out of concern, but felt the need to pull him closer to his chest. He wanted to protect him, to make him feel safe, and he knew that a hand on his shoulder wouldn’t be enough. That was not what Lance needed right then.
Keith just let him get it all out. He wasn’t even trying to shush him, just fiercely holding him in his arms; ‘cause they were rivals and they would spend most of the time pretending to hate each other, but the truth was oh so different.
The ending credits scrolled in complete silence except for Lance’s sobs in the background.