~Galra Difficulties~ (Voltron Keith)

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Third P.O.V

Lance and Shiro looked at each other, letting out a sigh. They'd been trying to settle Keith's nightmare for about twenty minutes now but nothing seemed to be working. He hadn't calmed down and he wouldn't wake up. All of a sudden, the magical Coran burst into the room.

"I've come with good news!" He shouted, pulling out a little container from behind his back. "I was digging through some of my old boxes and found this! It's meant to help with hallucinations and I was thinking it might partially help with Keith's little predicament."

"Is it safe?" Shiro asked, taking the container from Coran and opening it.

"It wont do any harm, I swear on a Yandlers life!" Coran exclaimed, confusing Shiro and Lance.

"Thanks Coran. We'll give it to Keith when he wakes up" Shiro explained, giving the space uncle a smile. Coran returned the smile and walked out, closing the door as he did so.

"We have a possible treatment, now we just need to wake up Keith" Shiro said, turning his eyes back to Keith who was whimpering and shifting around in his sleep. Shiro let out a sigh and rubbed his eyes tiredly. Lance noticed the bags under Shiro's eyes and figured that Shiro hadn't really had much time to rest with everything going on.

"Hey, I'll deal with this. You go relax for a little bit" Lance explained, taking the container from Shiro.

"Are you sure?" Shiro asked, getting a nod from Lance.

"Positive. Now go take a long-deserved nap" Lance said, beaming brightly and guiding Shiro out of the room. Once Shiro had left, Lance brought himself back down on the bed next to Keith who was still having some horrible nightmare.

"What are we going to do with you, mullet?" Lance chuckled, rubbing Keith's leg gently. He thought for a moment about how to wake Keith up. After a few minutes, an idea finally popped into his head. He cleared his throat.

"I remember tears streaming down your face

When I said, "I'll never let you go"

When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone"

But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

Just close your eyes

The sun is going down
You'll be alright

No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Don't you dare look out your window
Darling everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold on to this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright

No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Just close your eyes

You'll be alright

Come morning light

You and I'll be safe and sound... "

Lance looked down at Keith, only to see he'd calmed down to Lance's singing. He smiled and gently ran his fingers through Keith's hair, making the red paladin's eyes flutter open.

"Hey, Mullet" Lance mumbled, smiling softly.

"Hey.." Keith replied, looking a bit confused.

"Coran managed to find you these." Lance said, opening the container, seeing pills inside of it. He looked on the container, realising Coran had written out instructions in English for him. He read that Keith had to take one pill every day. "Here, take this"

Keith took the pill from Lance's hand and put it in his mouth. Lance quickly handed Keith the glass of water Coran had also brought in and Keith gulped down the pill. Keith pulled a face at the taste but didn't comment on it.

"So illness wise, how are you feeling?" Lance asked. Keith shrugged.

"A-About the same, I guess" He answered.

"Well hopefully that voice thingy wont bother you anymore. Now we can just focus on getting rid of this stupid illness" Lance pointed out. Keith sat up a bit, looking down at his lap.

"W-What if... we can't cure it?" Keith asked.

"What?"

"I-I mean... Coran said there was only a 15% chance of survival. I-I could die from this, Lance" Keith mumbled, not quite managing to look Lance in the eyes.

"I know you could" Lance said, making Keith frown." But you wont. I know you, you're strong. You'll fight through it"

"You really think so...?" Keith asked.

"Of course. Who would be my rival if we lost you?" Lance said, chuckling slightly.

"Yeah... rivals.." Keith's face seemed to dim a little but Lance couldn't figure out why. "D-Do you wanna play a game?"

"A game? You're seriously ill and you wanna play a game?" Lance asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well... yeah. I was thinking something like 20 questions?" Keith asked, seeming to regret his idea. Lance gave him a reassuring smile.

"Sure, let's play"

Sorry it's shorter but I got an injection earlier and my arm is kinda killing me. Thank you for all the support on this book by the way. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed!

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~Author Mill