You can pry genderfluid Keith out of my dead cold hands do you hear me

Warnings: implied mentions of rape (i'm so sorry)

Pidge: How are my favourite gays doing?

Lance: You know damn well I'm pan. 

Keith: You're a pan...?

Lance: No, pansexual, you precious walnut

Pidge: Domestic. 

Keith: Shiro, there's something I want to tell you.

Shiro: Sure, what's up?

Keith: Well, it's personal and I haven't told anyone yet...

Shiro: Not even Lance?

Keith: I think I'd rather tell my brother first.

Shiro: Wait... you see me as a brother?

Keith: Yeah, I thought it was pretty obvious.

Shiro: I feel honoured! 

Keith: Of course, you're my little brother because you're six.

Shiro: Et tu, Keith?

Shiro: Anyway, you wanted to tell me something?

Keith: Yeah, so...

Keith: Um

Keith: Maybe this was a bad idea...

Shiro: Nope, it's too late. You have to tell me. 

Keith: As payback for calling you my little brother?

Shiro: Yes

Keith: Fine!

Keith: Okay, so... I'm kinda genderfluid

Shiro: Oh, I know that. What were you going to tell me?

Keith: Um??? That was what I was going to tell you???

Shiro: What? Bro, it's pretty obvious.

Shiro: *sibling-who-I-will-not-give-a-gender-specific-pronoun-because-I-am-better-then-that

Keith: whAT

Keith: How obvious was it!? I only figured it out three days ago!

Shiro: Oh

Keith: OH? THAT'S ALL YOU'RE GOING TO SAY!? JESUS CHRIST DO I NOT KNOW HOW TO KEEP A SECRET??? A SECRET I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS KEEPING???

Shiro: I have nothing to say

Keith: The fuck you don't

Lotor: Lance, darling! How are you?

Lotor: Come on, Lance! Don't ignore me!

Lotor: I thought we bonded!

Lance: okay nO ONLY KEITH GETS TO SAY THAT

Lotor: I'm only checking up on you! I don't want my favourite paladin to feel unwanted ;)

Lance: LISTEN UP YOU PURPLE FURRY YOU PROBS SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THAT BEFORE YOU TORTURED AND DID THAT OTHER THING I DO NOT WANT TO SPEAK OF BECAUSE I AM TRAUMATIZED

Lotor: Admit it, you enjoyed it!

Lance: FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING GALRA ARMY AND I CAN TELL YOU THAT THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOU ME AND MY BOYFRIEND WILL RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINES AND HANG YOU WITH THEM IN THE OUTSIDE OF YOUR SHIP NOW STOP TEXTING ME

Lance has left the chat

Hunk: I'm worried about Lance. Something's off.

Pidge: I'm actually worried about him too.

Hunk: Really?

Pidge: Yeah, I know. I was surprised too. 

Hunk: What do you think happened so badly?

Pidge: I don't know Hunk. I mean, it's not like he was drugged, dragged out of our ship by Lotor, tortured and god knows what else for weeks or anything.

Hunk: You raise a good point. I just mean, specifically. 

Pidge: I don't understand. Which is something I'm not used to saying.

Hunk: Knowing Lance, if he was upset, he'd try to hide it with humor. But he's not. It's like he doesn't even have the energy to do that. 

Pidge: That's... true. 

Hunk: I'm really worried. He's my best friend! I don't want him to suffer.

Pidge: Yeah, I'm worried too. 

Lance: Hey sweetie, you okay?

Keith: What do you mean?

Lance: You just seem a bit off, is all. 

Keith: Yeah, no, I'm fine. Just have a lot on my mind is all. What about you? Are you okay?

Lance: Not important, I just wanted to make sure you're okay. 

Keith: What? Of course, it's important! If something's bothering you, I'd hope you feel comfortable enough around me to talk about it.

Lance: I feel the same way too. If you want to talk about it, I'll listen.

Keith: Okay! I'll tell you if you tell me?

Lance: Alright, deal. 

Keith: I'm genderfluid.

Lance: Oh, okay.

Keith: It's not a big deal?

Lance: No. Why would it be? I mean, I'm trans so.

Keith: You are!? I had no idea! 

Lance: I know, isn't it fantastic?

Keith: Yeah, I mean, I wouldn't have ever guessed. 

Keith: Alright, I told you mine. Tell me yours.

Lance: ...

Lance: I'd rather say it in person. 

Coran: Lance? Are you okay? As the official space uncle, I must know. 

Lance: Thank you, Coran. I'm fine, really. 

Coran: No, you're not. But if you don't want to talk, I won't force you too. Just know that all of us are here to listen when you need to talk. 

Lance: Thank you, Coran. That actually means a lot to me. 

Coran: Say, Lance... what do you call an eight-way cut underwater pie?

Lance: I don't know, what?

Coran: An OCTO-PIE

Lance: I actually just laughed out loud! That's fantastic!

Lance: #CoranCoranTheGorgeousMan

Coran: I'm so glad that's catching on!

Greetings, nerds!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it angsty chapter because don't worry! More are coming (just so you know, I am planning for a happy ending) so you can look forward to those!

Stay awesome fabulous t-rexs!