Keith eventually found himself falling asleep,  head laying next to his boyfriend.  But little did he know that Lance was awoken by an unimaginable nightmare,  in a cold sweat.

He'd dreamed of his whole family, both of them, dying. It was all his fault it seemed, as everytime he would reach out or call for them, they'd be brutally murdered by Zarkon. And it happened over and over and over and over and over and ov-

Keith woke up, pulling Lance into a warm embrace. Lance's heart was beating a million miles a minute. He barely registered Keith hugging him before he burst into tears, nearly squeezing Keith to death. And he was okay with it, he just wanted Lance to be okay.

"K...Keith.... I-" Keith interrupted him. "Shhh, it's okay.  Just let it all out." Keith stroked his boyfriend's hair and pulled him into his chest.  And Lance cried.  He cried a lot,  but Keith didn't care. He didn't care that his shirt was soaked,  or that his neck hurt,  because he knew Lance hurt more.  And nothing that ever happened to him could ever compare.

He just let him cry and cry and cry, until he could do so no more.

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Shiro paced the floor,  lost in thought.  Allura studied coordinates, Hunk baked, Coran cleaned and Pidge programmed. In other words, they were all stressed.

Why hasn't Lance told them before?  Shiro could answer that question. He wasn't ready. Just like I'm not ready to think about my galra capture.

Why was he hiding it?  Pidge knew why.  It's like how it was before I told everyone I'm a girl.

Why would he keep it to himself? Hunk knew the answer. He didn't want to cause trouble.

Why didn't he trust them? They all knew the answer. He does trust us. He just doesn't think he's worthy.

Soon enough, Allura couldn't take it anymore. She rounded up Coran and the green, yellow and black paladins and sitting them all down at the table.

"We need to talk about Lance," was all she said. They all hummed in agreement. "What do you think of what we saw,  starting with-"

"Why are you talking without us?"