3rd Person POV

Keith whimpered as he woke up on the cold metal floor of the prison cell, his throat ached badly from his nonstop screaming the night before. At least until the galra put a gag on him.It was useless to put it on Keith though, because the boy just ripped right off his face.

Keith crawled over to the wall that was also the wall to lances cell. "L-lance?...Lance???" Keith rasped concerned because he didn't get a response. He slid his thin wrist through the bars of the cell and nocked on the blue paladins bars only to have his hand grasped and held tightly by a darker hand.

"I'm right here buddy..." Keith heard lance whisper silently, sighing with relief. That relief was quickly gone though when two guards came in, grabbing the two boys and placing them in a room with only a thick glass wall separating them.

Both Keith and lance looked over at each other. The two lovers hadn't seen each other in at least a month. "Keith we need to find a way out of here." "I know..." Suddenly a thin green gas came in though a vent on lances side of the room, causing the blue paladin to cough violently, blood spilling over his lips and down his chin.

He crept over to the glass wall where Keith was and looked at his crying lover. Keith could only bang on the glass as he watched his boyfriend slowly dying. "K-Keith... stop I-it's no use..." "what else am I supposed to do?!?" "Keith listen to me... I'm probably not going to survive this-"

Lance was cut off by the glass disappearing, Keith scrambling over to lance hugging him tightly. He breathed in the green toxin realizing he was immune. He sobbed against lances shoulder as the Cuban male hugged him tightly. Lance could feel himself getting weaker, the gas was thinning his blood.

Lance lifted Keith's chin, pressing his lips to the smaller males. They parted after a few seconds hugging, Keith hugging lance tightly with lances blood on his lips. Lance whispered 'I love you's  and 'I'm so sorry's as he held Keith weakly. After a few seconds he fell lifeless into Keith's arms, hearing as Keith's pleads and sobs faded. He still felt the warmth of Keith's body pressed against his though. It seeped into his heart as he slipped away.

He didn't want to leave Keith alone, knowing he would be tortured even more. But there was nothing he could do, his spirit stood there as he watched Keith cry while clinging his lifeless body to his chest. He didn't want to leave.

I'm sorry Keith... I'm so sorry...