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Lance sat in his room, looking down at his bloodied arms. He could not belive what he did. He soon felt the aching pain of the cuts in his arms and let out a hiss. He gripped his arm, tears streaming down his face and dripping into the floor beneath him. He had ruined it all. He isn’t clean anymore.
He was so disappointed and wanted to make sure no one knew or saw but that’s when someone knocked at his door. Fuck, it was dinner time. He wondered who it was
“Lance? Dinner is read-“ the male cut himself off when he saw lances cuts. His eyes widened and lance looked at him like he had seen a ghost. Lance went to apologize but all that came out were tears and hiccups.
He was so mad at himself for ruining his clean streak. “Lance…” Keith crouched down by the boy and looked at his arm then lances face that was covered by a hand. Lance hated that Keith had to see him like this.
Lances breath quickened as Keith just stared for a second. He pulled he other into a hug and just let him cry. Keith felt bad that lance had to go through this. That he didn’t feel like he could reach out. He was kind of hurt but it’s honestly hard to talk to anyone about this kind of stuff. Especially lance doing it. He was the ‘goofball’ and ‘lover boy’ who always set the happy mood and no one thought of his emotions. Only the boy himself.
Keith rubbed lanced back until his sobs grew more quiet. Lance pulled back and so did Keith.”we need to get you bandaged, do you have anything in your room to fix you up?” Keith asked with a soft tone and lance nodded, still sniffiling a bit. He was to embarrassed that he’d been caught like this to speak.. lance pointed to a drawer and Keith immediately went to it and grab some medical supplies.
He brought out some gauze stuff to disinfect and bandage. He kneeled down infront of lance again, staring down at the fairly deep cuts. Not enough to get stitches but they were still pretty deep.”may I touch them?” Asked Keith and lance again nodded. Keith let a tiny smile form on his face and then began to disinfect the cut, put butterfly bandages on it, thenn wrap it up.
Keith looked back into lances ocean blue eyes. “If you are going to cut then we need to make sure you do it safely okay? Like a rubber band or something else that does not inflict wounds like this..okay lance? I just want you to be safe.” Keith waited for a response but knew he wasn’t going to get one. He knew he didn’t want the others to see him like this so Keith could just bring Lance some food. “You hungry?” Keith asked and lance shook his head no. Keith assumed he just needed some sleep.
“Alright then, get some rest sharpshooter. Let me know if you need anything okay?”
Keith assured lance that he was there for him and lance nodded. Keith got up and walked out of lances room. Leaving him to the wondered of nothingness. He should get some rest.. lance got up and layed on his bed, closing his eyes and soon falling into a dreamless sleep…