'He's Dead' They Said | A Voltron X Reader Fanfiction

We had arrived at Keith’s shed last night, and Shiro was up and awake now. I was so excited when he woke up, that I wanted to be the first to talk to him. So, when he went outside early that morning to sort out his thoughts, I followed him.

“Hey…” I said quietly from behind him.

He turned around, and smiled at me, ruffling my hair.

“Hey,” He chuckled.

I hugged him from the side, looking at the beautiful sunrise. I just thought I would never see any of my crew members ever again. I actually started to cry a little. I think Shiro noticed.

“Sorry we were gone so long. Did you...do ok by yourself?” He grunted, not wanting to ask such a serious question.

I could see where he was coming from. He was worried about me. I mean, he was like a brother to me, so I could understand why.

“Yeah,” I sighed, letting go of him, and looking at my toes.

Only two tears had escaped my eyes, and they seemed to be fading into the distance.

He looked down at me with an understanding look, but still a bit hesitant.

“You miss Matt.”

The fountains came.

“Y-yes!” I choked. “But, I missed you too!”

He put a strong arm around me for comfort, suggesting I could say more if I wanted to, but also implying that I didn’t have to. I might of, but I heard footsteps coming from behind.

“Am I interrupting something?” Keith asked.

I quickly wiped my tears as Shiro looked at me for an answer.

“No.. you guys can talk..” I nodded to Keith, letting go of Shiro.

“Are you sure?” He asked concerned. “Cause I can totally come back-“

“No-no Keith. You’re good,” I choked as I slowly backed away.

He was a bit confused at first, but went along with my request. Once far enough away from them, where I could hear only the soft muffle of conversation, I ran for the back of the shed, and started sobbing. I know you are like, ‘(Y/N), why are you being so selfish! You should be happy that Shiro is back!’, and I totally am. I’m not balling my eyes out right now because Shiro came back, and not Matt. Yes, Matt and I had a closer relationship than the one I have with Shiro, but my crying was for more than that. The fact that Shiro was here made me cry out of joy, but the thought that he was the only one that survived, and had had to escape in order to, made my throat ache. But even before he had escaped, they had taken his arm! The thought of what he had had to go through just to escape also lingered in my mind. What had it taken? Also, to make matters worse, I have no idea where I am. I’m in some desert, where I am probably already expelled from the Garrison. I just needed to scream out my feelings, and what better way to do that then hide behind a shed in the middle of nowhere, crying a river, right?

I’m not sure how long it was, but at some point, someone had sat beside me, putting an arm around me. I had had my arms wrapped around my knees, and my face hidden, so I had had to look up from my tired, sad daze to see who had come to check on me. Lance sat there beside me, not asking any questions, just hugging me. He rubbed my arm as his eyes drifted across the land. It felt kind of nice.

Lance had been a best friend of mine for awhile, and we had always been there for each other, and our moments were always great. Whenever he was sad, I would fake flirt with him to cheer up, and it worked every time. Whenever I was sad, he would suggest doing something rebellious, and I would always agree. However, he had never just sat with me. It was kind of nice. Maybe our friendship was becoming closer.