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"What do you mean male Galra can get pregnant!?" Lance squeaked out while Keith just stood there frozen next to him. "Why didn't you tell Keith about this?" Lance glared at Coran who was currently in just as much shock as Keith was.
After a few moments of awkward silence Allura cleared her throat and answered Lances question, "Well we um... how to put this... We were not sure if Keith, being only half Galra, would be affected by this biological aspect of the species so we did not want to worry him with something so daunting. We were also not aware of his current romantic situation," She returned Lances glare with her own accusing one, "And were under the assumption that he was not in a relationship."
Lance averted his eyes at that comment in favour of looking at Keith, who still had not said a word since Coran told him the healing pods findings.
"Hey Keith, are you okay," Lance asked as he reached out for Keith. The second he wrapped his arm around Keith's shoulder the shorter boy collapsed into his hold."Whoa! It's okay, I got you," he said as Keith attempted to sink onto the ground. Lance glanced up at Allura and Coran as if saying with his eyes to 'please give us a moment alone'.
"You obviously have some things to discuss..." Coran started, "But I want you to know that there are options Keith, it's not too far along-" He was cut off when he saw a teardrop hit the ground and Keith shutter against Lances side.
Allura put her hand on Coran's shoulder and they left the room. Once Keith heard the doors slide shut he broke out into a sob and completely pressed himself against Lance's chest.
"Hey, hey, Keith. Keith, look at me," Lance said gently as he pulled Keith back just enough to see his face. Lance wiped away the stray tears on Keith's cheeks and smiled at him. "It's going to be okay, everything is going to be fine I promise."
"How can you say that Lance?! I'm fucking pregnant! PREGNANT! What about voltron? What about the war? What about Lotor?!" Keith yelled back at him, "I-I can't be pregnant, I can't be vulnerable right now! And I'm only 18, what's everyone going to think of me? And-" Lance cut off Keith's rambling with a quick kiss to the lips.
"Calm down okay? Sure that's all stuff we're going to have to deal with if you- wait, do you want it?" Lance hadn't even thought to ask Keith, and Coran had said that there were options-.
"Of course I want it! Why, don't you?" Keith asked as another sob broke loose. He didn't know what he would do if Lance didn't want this baby, he couldn't bring himself to just get rid of it like it were nothing, it was something that him and Lance had made together, un-knowingly or not.
"What would make you think otherwise? Keith I love you, I'm obviously going to love our child too," Lance gave Keith his biggest smile and kissed him on the forehead.
Keith finally calmed down enough to stop crying and let go of Lance to wipe the wetness off of his eyes.
"As long as you want it too... then I do." Keith returned the smile that Lance gave him, but it slowly morphed into a frown, "But what are we going to do about everything else?"
"I think the first step is to tell the rest of our friends about this, what do you think of that? We can take this step by step, but they kind of need to know considering you're a bit more... fragile now." Lance tried to find the best way to describe it without getting Keith riled up, it did not go as planned.
"I am not breakable now just because I'm pregnant Lance!" And to prove his point Keith punched Lance in the arm as hard as he could, and man was that going to bruise because Keith could punch hard.
"Fine, fine, you're not breakable, but that doesn't mean I want you on dangerous missions now!"
"We can talk about this later Lance, for now why don't we just take things step by step and tell everyone else?" Keith said as he grabbed Lances hand. Lance sighed, signaling that this was not by far the end of that conversation, but he complied in favour of keeping his body parts in tact.