I'm sorry in advance this is gonna be super fucking sad

—-Lance P.O.V—-

"WATCH LEFT!"

"ON YOUR SIX!"

"INCOMING FLEET!"

I steer my lion around the other paladins, shooting Galra ships and ducking left and right. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a familiar Red Lion*, sitting in the path of a charging canon.

"KEITH WATCH OUT!" I screech, swooping down in front of him.

The cannon fires, sending a large beam right into my side. It's hard to hear the other paladins yell over my scream.

"Lance? Lance are you okay? Over" Pidges voice shakes over the headsets.

"I- FUCK!" I pull my helmet off my head and discard it on the floor. 

Where is everyone? Where's the planet we were just protecting? Where the Galra? Where are my friends? All I see around me is large, empty, black space. Keith. Where's Keith? I jumped in front of the blast to save him, but did it work? Is he alive. I lean forward to stand up, only to collapse back into my chair.
A large piece of scrap metal from the lion has impaled itself into my stomach. Oh God.
I can still hear Pidges panicked voice screech over the comm. Poor Pidge. One of my best friends. She's already lost so much. And now she's gonna loose me too.
I turn the chair around and push myself towards the control panel. My hand collapses onto the panel with a groan, and I fiddle with the buttons.

"Hey" I say, shifting around in my chair. "If you've found this audio recording, then it probably means I'm gone. For good this time.
There's not much to say, except for I'm sorry"

I can hear the paladins frightened voice screaming over the comm, desperately trying to reach me.
"LANCE PLEASE LET US KNOW IF YOURE ALIVE!" Hunk cries.

"I'm sorry for being the worst seventh wheel. KThe screw up. The goofball. The guy who couldn't do anything right. I just took up another lion that could've gone to Allura or Shiro or anyone else. Anyone could do a better job then me and you guys know it. I constantly let the team down. Heck. It's probably best that I'm out of your hair" I force a weak laugh, which breaks into a cough.

My hand flies to my mouth, and when it pulls back, there's blood. "But this message isn't for everyone's ears. I........." tears start to run down my cheeks.
"I'm sorry Keith. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for being such a jackass at the Garrison. Im sorry for calling us rivals and pretending I hate you. I'm sorry for being a dick when we saved Shiro. I'm sorry for always insulting you. I'm even sorry for insulting your mullet. Because Keith, I love your mullet. I love your feistiness, I love your determination and selflessness. All things that I never had. And I love you Keith. Even back in the Garrison. You turn me into a blubbering mess who can't be serious to save his life. You're always theres for me. No matter what. You always seemed to be up for bonding moments. God I love you. I know you hate me. But I would do anything for you. Even die"

I'm a sobbing mess at this stage. I scrunch my eyes up tight and recite my last few words.
"You are the future, Keith Kogane" I whisper.

My hands wrap around the scrap in my stomach, and in one swift motion, I tear it out of my body. A blood curdling scream escapes my mouth, and I collapse to the floor. As my blood seeps out into a pool around me, I focus on his face. Keith Kogane is the last thing on my mind.

-
Welp. That was sad.
I have an idea for a part two for this, so prepare for a heck lotta tears!
Should I write more fluff or more angst-y stuff like this?
✌️💕Bree

* in basically all of my one shots, Shiro still pilots the Black Lion, Keith pilots the Red Lion and Lance the Blue.