Angst MFE shit
Keith and James came into the hangar, smiles on their faces. “Well, what’s got you too in such a….” Lance started, trailing off when he saw their intertwined hands. “Oh! No wonder you two have been in such good moods lately.” “Why?” Pidge asked, turning around.
Keith held up their hands, and her eyes widened. “OooH! Aw, that’s adorable.” She cooed. “About time. They’ve been pining for years.” Shiro says, passing by.
“I already knew.” Hunk declares. “I don’t know how you guys didn’t notice.”
“Interesting.” Ryan muses.
Lance’s phone beeps, and he sighs. “Command needs us. Paladin mission.” The other paladins offer goodbyes as Keith pecks James on the lips, squeezing his hand before he leaves.
James smiles, watching him go. He glances back at his team, who are staring at him blank facedly. “What?” He asks, a blush creeping up his cheeks.
“So, Keith.” Ryan says. “Yeah. What about him?”
“You two are dating now.” Nadia points out. James grins. “Yeah, we have been for a while now.”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Ryan asks. “Look, we’ve already talked about the whole “we’re in a war” thing, and how it’s dangerous and all. We know the risks.”
“No, are you sure dating Keith is a good idea?” Ina asks.
James’s smile falls. “What?”
Nadia sighs. “Look, James, obviously we’re happy you’ve found someone. Maybe now you won’t be such a grouch. But Keith? Keith Kogane?”
“What’s wrong with Keith?” James asked. “Look, he’s cool and all, great pilot, great fighter, but he’s.. Ya know.. Him.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” James’s eyes narrowed.
“He’s trouble. Historically, he’ll work with someone on a mission, and once it’s completed, once he’s reached his goal, then he’ll leave them. And he’s always getting in trouble, whether it’s with people on the other side of the war, or with the higher ups.” Ina states.
“What are you getting at?”
Ryan sighed. “What we’re trying to say is that-maybe, just maybe-” “Keith might just be using you to further his career and make himself look good with command.” Nadia interrupted. “What? How could you say that?!” “James, we’re just looking out for you.” Ryan said, trying to calm down their obviously agitated leader.
“By telling me my boyfriend is just using me?!? That he doesn't really care?”
“Look, James, we know you. And if this was true, it would really fuck you up, and in turn, fuck the team up. And if our team is messed up, we can’t do our best, which could lead to trouble for the Coalition.”
“No you don’t! You don’t know me! And you’re not looking out for me, you’re looking out for yourselves!” He snapped.
“Ugh! I hate this!” James yelled. “I- I hate that care about you guys, even after all the shit you’ve pulled! I hate that I miss you, that I was actually worried when you were hurt! I hate how I when I needed you, you guys were gone! How whenever I need something, you’re never there for me! I’m always there for you guys, but who’s there for me? Who’s there for me? Who’s worried about me when I’m hurt? Who visits me in the hospital? Who’s ever done something for me that doesn’t also benefit themselves? Which one of you actually knows something, anything, about me?” He yelled.
His team stared back silently.
“See? None of you do! I’ve finally found someone who cares about me, me as a person. Not about what I can give them or what I can do, but about me. And you all have the fucking NERVE to tell me he’s trouble. That he doesn't really care. That’s he’s just using me. Well before you start telling me how to live my life and how people are supposed to treat me, take a look at yourselves.” He storms past them, leaving the three pilots shocked and speechless.