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“I don’t know Shiro, maybe I should quit? I mean mom and dad are helping with rent and stuff and I would feel bad doing it but I don’t know if I can do this anymore cause I really want to punch everyone in the face and it’s really hard not to. But I love working with Lance and Pidge and Hunk and Coran and Allura…oh god Allura would kill me if I quit. And…why is someone knocking at my door? Ugh, got to go.”
With a simple slide on this phone, Keith hung up on Shiro before placing his phone down on the small table as well as setting his glass of wine down. With a sigh he took the last few steps to his door and without looking out the peep-hole he opened the door, and then immediately closed it.
“Babe! Don’t be like that! I brought you noodles!”
Keith stood facing the door silently cussing out the man beyond the door, why the hell was Lance her?
“Please open up.”
Keith sighed before he reached forward and pulled open the door again and turning around, not waiting for Lance to come in. Passing the table, he grabbed his wine glass and walked back to his place on the couch as he ignored Lance and absentmindedly watched the TV, which was currently playing Digimon.
Lance rolled his eyes before he turned and locked the door behind him as he entered, stripping his shoes off as he did. Setting down the bag containing food Lance made his way through the kitchen, grabbing bowls, chopsticks and everything else they needed to eat the noodles he had picked up on his way over. Glancing around Lance noticed one empty bottle of wine and another with about a glass missing, it had to have been a really bad day for Keith to already have finished an entire bottle. Just what happened? Last he had heard, Keith’s day was going fine. Shipment has gone fine all morning but then he went to school and Lance hadn’t heard from him sense, but on days he had three class back to back Lance generally left Keith alone unless he texted first.
Lance sighed as he poured broth into two bowls, followed by the noodles, vegetables and meat. He had stopped by Keith’s favourite ramen shop on his way over, hoping that this would help cheer him up some. But seeing as Keith seemed to be ignoring him, something was really bothering his boyfriend. After the noodles had a moment to rest in the brooth, lance picked up both bowls and walked them over to the coffee table before going back and grabbing the chopsticks and spoons. Without saying anything to Keith, Lance started eating his noodles and watching Digimon.
“My brother and I used to watch this show when we were little. We used to pretend we were digidistened and had our younger siblings be the Digimon. Mama used to get so mad at us as the younger ones used to always end up crying in the end.”
Keith barely seemed to register to what Lance was saying, he was just more into the sound of his voice. Lance’s voice always helped to calm him down, but then again, Lance himself was Keith’s rock.
“Papi used to watch it with us, he could name about as many Digimon as Em and I, it was a great.”
Lance spoke and laughed in between bites of his ramen, but was struck silent when Keith spoke
“My teacher failed on my exam, it dropped my grade and I’m not I’ll be able to pull it up. If I fail this class I might be dropped from the major.”
Lance stared at Keith, and without thinking he moved closer to Keith and enclosed his boyfriend in his arms, taking the wine glasses and setting it on the coffee table.
“I…I’m thinking about quitting the Garrison to just focus on school, but I don’t to because I love where I work. I love working with you and seeing everyone and just…I can’t fail this class! If I fail I lose my major and this is everything to me…I just…I don’t know what to do.”
Tears had started streaming down Keith’s face and Lance pulled him closer.
“Is there any way you can talk to your teacher and figure out why you failed and see if there is anything you do to bring your grade high enough?”
Keith turned in Lance’s arm and buried his face in his boyfriend’s neck.
“I don’t know. . . I just got my grade today when I got home from school...and I just…”
“Shhh. Let’s not talk about it okay? Let’s just chill out, watch Digimon, eat ramen, and tomorrow I can help you put together an email for you teacher?”
Keith stayed silent for a solid minute before he nodded into Lance’s neck.
“Can…can we just stay like this for a little while?”
Lance nodded as he started rubbing Keith’s back.
“We can stay like this as long as you want.”