#espisode 1

Rating: G

Tw: none

Keith & Shiro

Another broganes fic. I know. Shocking

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Keith was a ticking time bomb.

That’s what he felt like at least. They had laid Shiro down on the old worn couch of his shack, where he had been living for the past year.

The other three cadets were talking in awed whispers, and he heard words like his name, Shiro’s, the Garrison, and something called ‘voltron’.

As the adrenaline wore off, as his heart stopped beating so fast, he could feel the wave of incoming emotions, like one would feel a tsunami coming. 

Shiro was back. He wasn’t dead. 

Shiro was back.

He couldn’t take it. He wasn’t going to break in front of them.

He wouldn’t allow it.

“OUT!” He roared at the teens, pointing at the door. 

The tall one -Lance, he remembered- raised an eyebrow at him

“Excuse me?”

He pushed the three of them towards the door, and they went, more out of shock than anything.

“What are we supposed to do here?” Lance asked, his voice shrill.

“I don’t know” he ran a hand through his hair, feeling the tears behind his eyes “scout the perimeter, make sure no one followed us. Just- give me 15 minutes”

Lance was about to protest when the smallest one -he reminded him of someone- grabbed his arm to stop him. He looked at Keith, his honey colored eyes calculating 

“We’ll give you 20” 

Then he turned and walked away, dragging Lance along with him. The big one hesitated before following. 

Keith sighed and closed the door, swallowing to try to get rid of the lump of his throat. 

Shiro was back. He was alive.

He all but ran to the man on the couch. 

He fell to his knees besides him, studying him for a few seconds.

He had an undercut, and his bangs were white for some reason. He had grown more muscular, maybe grown an inch. 

But the thing that caught his eye was the arm. 

Black and smooth, probably made out of metal. Alien for sure. 

He had barely touched it, had only laid a finger on it, when Shiro opened his eyes wide. Keith blinked, and suddenly his arm was in a death grip, and he was staring into cold grey eyes. 

He stood, petrified, as Shiro looked at him. He didn’t recognize him. 

And then, as if someone had whispered the answer into Shiro’s ear, his eyes widened, and the pressure in his arm disappear. 

“Keith?” 

The pressure behind his eyes grew, but he refused to give in. 

“Whe-where am I? What happened?”

Keith was afraid to speak, but Shiro deserved some answers. 

“You’re in my shack, not far from the Garrison. You fell from the sky in some sort of spaceship. Don’t you remember?”

Shiro sat up fully, grabbing his head with both hands 

“I-“ his eyes widened. He looked at Keith, and something in the look he was giving him scared Keith.

“It’s been a year and a half” he continued, his voice cracking at the end. Dammit.

Now the words were tumbling out of his mouth, with no way to stop them.

“They told us you were dead. I didn’t want to believe it but-“ he choked on his breath.

He didn’t dare touch Shiro, but he wanted to, desperately. When was the last time he had been hugged? Touched, by a human being?

Something in Shiro’s eyes changed, as if he could feel Keith’s heartache.

He grabbed his arm again, gently this time, and pulled Keith in, holding him gently, telling him without words that he could push away if he wanted to. 

Keith didn’t. Instead, he hugged Shiro with all of his strength. 

A sob escaped his chest, and it was a like a the bomb inside his chest had exploded. 

He let the tears fall, sobs racketing his body as he trembled in Shiro’s arms. 

He buried his face on his shoulder, soaking up the feeling of Shiro being right there. 

Shiro didn’t say anything, just rocked them back and forward as he let Keith cry his heart out on him. He was shaking too, burying his face on the younger boy’s black hair. 

“I missed you so much” 

Shiro’s voice was hoarse, and the tears that fell were silent, unlike Keith’s, who wasn’t holding back, couldn’t hold back anymore, not after almost two years of solitude and grief.

“I never believed them” Keith sobbed almost desperately, his words muffled by Shiro’s prison clothes “not once”

“I wouldn’t have hold it against you if you had” Shiro’s laugh was small and lacking any sort of amusement “it felt like I had died and gone to hell”

Never again. Keith thought angrily. You’ll never get away from me again. 

After a few moments, Keith thought about letting go, since he was on his knees, his body arched in order to get to Shiro, and his joints were starting to complain. 

But the thing was, he really didn’t want to. 

20 minutes, the smallest boy(?) had said? 

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