A/N: Contains self harm and Klance.

Keith glanced down at his arms, looking at the crimson color run down his arms from his fresh new cuts. He inhaled deeply before bringing his blade back up towards his wrist. He pressed his blade down on his pale skin and drew it across, One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, he finally stopped counting, just slashing absentmindedly now. 

"You're pathetic. You don't deserve to exist. You're only a burden. You don't even deserve to be the paladin of the red lion, you shouldn't be with Voltron! You are nothing! Why did I have to be so worthless?" thought Keith as he brought his blade back down, wanting to drive it deeper into his skin, because he hated himself and felt like there wasn't a point in anything anymore.

Just then, he heard the door swoosh open behind him and he was so sure that he locked it but here it was opening up. Keith swore under his breath as he yanked down his jacket sleeves quickly. He hissed as his sleeves rubbed against his fresh cuts. He pushed himself off the floor quickly, tucking his bloody blade behind his back.

Keith whipped around quickly and tried as hard as he could to not let his voice wobble.
"L-Lance, what are you doing in here?" asked Keith. 

"It just had to be Lance, my freaking boyfriend" thought Keith as he tried to force a smile upon his face. He was surprised that his little secret wasn't discovered yet by Lance.

Lance tilted his head to the side and let his ocean blue orbs drift over his boyfriend, for he could tell that something was off with him.

"Have...have you been crying?" Lance asked Keith as he looked at his boyfriend's slightly red and puffy eyes.

''No!'' Keith said on full defense. He took a few steps towards Lance but didn't get too close to him. He needed to leave now and he figured that it wasn't going to be easy getting past his boyfriend. He needed to go, for he could feel the blood running down to his hands and down towards his fingertips. Each second he stood there in front of his boyfriend, the blood on his hands threaten to drip from his fingertips and onto the training floor for Lance to see, for him to fine out, for him to possibly hate him. And Keith worried that once Lance knew the truth, once he saw how messed up he truly was, that Lance would hate him and break up with him.

"Okay, whatcha' doing in here?" asked Lance who now walked closer towards his boyfriend.

"What do you think?" said Keith with a smile on his face, "I was training, this the training deck.'' Lance nodded his head but kept looking over his boyfriend's features, cause he could tell that something just wasn't up. Keith looked more pale than usual, his eyes were red and looked puffy as if he was crying and Lance knew full well that Keith wouldn't admit to him, let alone anyone that he was crying. His eyes also looked heavy, slightly glazed over, plus now the more Lance looked at him, he appeared to be less steady on his feet. So, Lance moved closer towards Keith. Keith looked like a wreck. 

Just as Lance grew closer towards him, Keith felt his blood running and he closed his eyes tightly shut as he felt it drip off from his fingertips. "Shit" thought Keith as he now knew that his boyfriend would find out now and most likely hate him. 

Right before Lance said anything, something caught his eyes. He looked down at the ground and saw a few small drops of red...of blood. Lance's blue eyes widen as he quickly marched up to his boyfriend.

"Keith! You're hurt, you're bleeding'' said Lance, the worry heavy in his voice. Keith nodded his head and took a step back as he felt Lance's hand grace across his check. "Keith?" questioned Lance.

"Hey, look at me" said Lance as he began to worry some more. Keith had backed away from him when he grew close, he backed away when he tried to see where Keith was injured at.

"Before you yell at me...I...I-I..." Keith slowly began to start but froze.

Lance took another step forward and grabbed a hold of Keith's arm. "Keith?''
Lance's eyes widen when his hand felt something slick and wet. He quickly pulled his hand away and saw blood on his hand. He then met Keith's eyes before he pulled Keith's arm forward. What was a tad bit concerning since Keith didn't right away pull his arm back. Lance now could see the blood dripping down Keith's hands. 

Just as Lance was about to pull Keith's jacket sleeve up, he glanced up at Keith and saw his violet eyes flutter shut as he fell forward. Without a pause, Lance caught his boyfriend in his arms. He looked down at Keith then pulled his jacket sleeve up to just see how badly he was hurt. His eyes widen when he saw lines and lines of bloody cuts all along his wrists. He pulled the sleeve back down as he felt Keith begin to sturred in his arms.

"I-wha-what're you- what?" Keith stumbled over his words, as he seemed confused. 

"Hold still," Lance whispered urgently, and swooped Keith up into his arms. Lance looked down at Keith and gave him a faint smile, Keith's arms were around Lance's neck, and he could feel Keith's breath against his skin, sending small waves of tingles across his neck.
Lance pressed Keith firmly against his chest. He could feel the blood soaking through Keith's shirt and into his own, feel the slickness on his skin that met with Keith's jacket. He quickly turned and began to rush out of the training deck.

"Now I'm taking you to the pods" said Lance and he could see the horror written clearly across his features.

"NO!" Keithsaid quickly, terror crossing his features. "No," he said, calmer. "No one can know. I-I" he began to stutter as panic rose into his chest. Lance sighed as he bit the bottom of his lip. He wanted to do the right thing, he wanted Keith to be okay but...but he didn't want to upset Keith even more than he already was.

"Fine...I'll take you back to your room. But, you gotta let me fix you up okay?" Lance said and Keith nodded his head 'yes' then laid his head against Lance's shoulder as he carrying him bridal style out of the room.Keith only grumbled for a moment before huffing and giving in, gripping Lance's neck for stability.

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After a few minutes of walking down the hallways towards Keith's room, Lance felt Keith's hand slip off of his neck, his head growing heavier on his shoulder. Lance looked down and a wave of panic washed over him, he wasn't sure if Keith fell asleep or passed out due to blood loss. So, Lance picked up his pace and headed faster towards Keith's bedroom. Lance gripped him a bit closer to his chest, and then turned the corner and enter into Keith's room.

Lance walked over towards Keith's bed and laid him down gently, smoothing his hair out of his face before pulling up one of his jacket sleeves up to get a better look at his boyfriend's arm. Lance grimaced. He hated seeing Keith's skin all ripped and bloody, but what he hated the most was that his love was in so much pain that he thought that this was the only outlet for it. Lance sighed and looked down lovingly at Keith.

Lance began to removed Keith's jacket and t-shirt to get a clear picture of his boyfriend's injuries. He then quickly went into the bathroom, grabbed a towel, wet it and the first aid kit that laid underneath the Altean like skin. He hurried back towards Keith who was still knocked out on his bed. Lance sighed and took the wet towel and began to easily rub off the blood on Keith's wrist. After cleaning off the blood, he began to bandage Keith's cuts.

Once Lance had finished, he removed Keith's shoes, pants and slipped him into some comfy PJs. Lance then kicked off his own shoes and crawled into bed next to his boyfriend. With his head propped up by his elbow, Lance looked lovingly down at Keith.

"I love you'' whispered Lance as he then laid as close as possibly to Keith, gently laying his arm over Keith's stomach. His eyes where glued on his, watching how cute and innocent Keith looked when he slept, plus keeping an eye on the rise and fall of his chest. Lance then pressed his lips upon Keith's check and smiled when he felt Keith snuggle closer towards him.

--I may write a part two to this, but I don't know yet. Please tell me if it was okay and thank you so much for reading my stuff!