ok so i've been looking for a specific fic i read a while ago for hours and i can't find it anywhere and it really doesn't help that i don't remember much. i was hoping that maybe you'd know. i remember that keith and lance were on a planet inhabited by aliens that were friendly and the society was fairly modern. there were three alien oc's, two adults that were married and they had a young daughter. the dad alien was i think a guard in the palace of that world. i know that keith and lance took care of the little girl often and that keith and lance got together in the end. if you don't know, no worries, i figured i'd ask tho.
yes yes i know exactly which fic youre talking about i read it a while ago
Let Me Catch My Breath
So, Lance has to fight five champions of an alien race to save Keith- wouldn't sound too hard if he wasn't blind from an injury at that very moment. Oh, and did he mention that if he doesn't defeat the five then Keith is given to them like some prize? Some delicious little prize that they will most likely do whatever they please with?
Left to fend for themselves, blinded and injured, two unlikely Paladins must work together to survive. Tensions get high with horrid creatures, a determined assassinator, and their growing attraction to the other.
So, both a frustrating tension and sexual one, huh? Or could you consider those the same thing?
(There is art for this story, check the notes)
Edit: Some chapters have been edited (spelling, grammar. I try to get everything I can but I apologize for my terrible grammar!)
If you could write one about lance figuring out what everyone looks like through red’s eyes (everyone as in team Voltron and his family) I would cry 😭 thank you cult leader 😩😩😩
Of course! I hope you like it!
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Lance didn’t like trading Lions. Not in the slightest. This warped game of musical chairs threw off his entire being. He had connected with Blue in such a way, it’s like he could see. Sure the world was still a dark, shadowy blur around him, but while piloting Blue, it was different. It was like they were one entity. He didn’t have to see to know what button to push, or what direction to fly in, or where to fire Blue’s ice. It was the closest thing to sight Lance had, so having to suddenly surrender that? Yeah, to say he was unhappy was an understatement.
Not only was he unhappy, he was nervous. How would be able to fly Red? He knew his bond with Red wouldn’t be nearly as strong as Blue’s. They wouldn’t be able to connect as one. He would be totally blind, and that scared him. He already knew that his blindness was a hindrance to the team, but now it was a major inconvenience. At least he could fly Blue without his sight. Now what was he going to do?
“Paladins, please enter your hangars! It is time you worked on forming a bond with your new Lions!” Allura’s voice rang throughout the castle, cutting through Lance’s thoughts.
Lance sighed as he tugged on his armor and helmet, begrudgingly made his way toward the Red Lion.
Lets get this over with.
Lance slowly made his way into Red, feeling his way towards the pilot’s seat. He finally sat down and took off his gloves. He let his hands roam the control panel and buttons as Red hummed around him. They felt exactly like Blue’s, but it brought little comfort to his buzzing nerves. They felt completely foreign to him.
Lance intaked a shuddering breath. “Red, I know I’m not your Paladin as you know you’re not my Lion.” He gripped the sides of the seat, his fingers digging into the cushion. “But please, help me to pilot you. You don’t have to do some crazy tricks or fly super fast. Just…don’t let be get in the way. I want to be useful. I don’t want my blindness get in the way of everyone else. Just help me. Please?”
Lance shut his eyes tightly in anticipation, waiting for Red to do something. The Red Lion went silent for a few minutes, before finally humming around him, as if Lance hadn’t just spilled his heart out. Lance sighed in defeat and reached out his hands for the controls.
“Guess that’s asking too much.”
Lance opened his eyes and was immediately blinded by a bright light. Lance instinctively shut his eyes again.
What the quiznak was that? That light was way too-
Lance froze as realization sunk in. He saw a light. He could see a light.
He released a shaky exhale and slowly opened his eyes, allowing him to adjust to this new vision. When his eyes fully adjusted, he realized that they weren’t his eyes. They were Red’s. He was seeing through Red’s eyes.
Lance looked in awe around him, looking at colors and shapes he had never seen before. He was overwhelmed by the new information, his brain trying to process it all.
“Red…this is- you- how did-”
“Lance, buddy! How’s the bonding with Red going? You’ve been in there for a while!”
Lance quickly followed his gaze in the direction of the voice, finally spotting a large man with a wide smile and bandana in his hair.
“Hunk…?” Lance breathed, tears springing in his eyes.
Hunk arched an eyebrow (that Lance could actually see). “Uh yes? Did you forget what I sounded like? You okay up there?”
Another figure joined Hunk, drastically smaller with glasses nearly covering their entire face.
“It’s Lance, Hunk. He probably fell asleep or something. He always did during class back at the Garrison.”
“Holy quiznak. Pidge, you are a gremlin!!” Lance exclaimed, laughing maniacally.
Hunk and Pidge shared a worried glance before turning back toward the Red Lion.
“Uh, Lance.” Hunk started, sending quick glances toward Pidge and Red. “Pidge and I are just going to head back and fix dinner. You can come…whenever you’re feeling better.”
Lance watched as the duo ran from the Lion, looking over their shoulders every so often.
Lance laughs settled into to small chuckles before he finally calmed down and sat in stunned silence. He startled when he heard a gentle voice in his ear.
I may not be able to bond with you as your Lion has, but I am able to give you something you never had. Hopefully you will accept my sight as an offering to a new bond.
The blue paladin shook his head, still trying to grasp this new reality.
“Red, you gave me sight. How could I not try to bond with you?” Lance asked incredulously. “I finally got to see my friends, see what they look like. Could you show my what the others look like?”
Lance waited in anticipation as Red went silent again. When Red began to hum around him again, visions began to form in his head.
One after one, Red showed him his fellow teammates, bemused by Lance’s remarks about them all, from Allura’s white hair to Coran’s bushy moustache. When Red finally showed him Keith, Lance suddenly fell silent.
“…that’s Keith?” Lance could feel his neck and the tip of his ears warm as he took in violet eyes and raven hair. He felt the Red Lion almost chuckling at him.
I have noticed your interest in my Paladin. Before, I suspected you wished to be comrades, but I now see my first suspicions were incorrect. You wish to be companions.
Lance choked on air, coughing and trying to hide his embarrassment from the Lion.
“It was bad enough before, but now that I know he’s fucking hot as hell, I think I might combust!” Lance could practically feel Red shaking from laughter. “It’s not funny, I’m going to die!”
This would be unfortunate if my Paladin didn’t share the same emotions for you. He is quite the passionate one.
Lance froze at the words, while his body felt like it was lit on fire. “You mean he…”
Why don’t you discover the answers yourself. That is half the journey, paladin.
Lance groaned, slumping back into the seat. “You’re no fun, Red. For being able to breath fire, you’re really cold.”
If I were as cold as you say I am, I wouldn’t show you your family, now would I?
“Y-you can show me my-” Lance felt tears well up in his eyes again, throat closing with emotion.
Ever since the summer began to end Keith dreaded one thing, and that was sending his little brother Shiro off to his first day of school.
After an accident that killed their parents two years ago, Keith had become Shiro's guardian and decided it would be best if he held off on sending the toddler to mainstream school just yet.
It wasn't that Keith didn't think Shiro couldn'tselect handle the work, after all he can read and write just fine, the problem however was that the accident had taken his arm along with their parents and Keith was hesitant to place him into a room of screaming toddlers that may latch onto his disability and tease him for it.
However Shiro was almost five and social services were breathing down Keith's neck, he knew he had to get Shiro into school as soon as he could or risk losing him forever.
This didn't stop him though from taking his time to pick the best possible school.
After a many a sleepless night Keef finally settles on a special needs school for disabled children, even if it was just for a year it would be a good way to slowly introduce Shiro into school life hopefully in a more gentle and understanding environment.
In the end Keith still needed his roomate Lotor to actually make the call for Shiro to have a taster day.
“It will be fine.” Lotor sighed as he leaned against the doorway of his room bouncing the half asleep Shiro on his hip. As a lounge singer that worked nights he rarely emerged from his bed until well past midday, today however he was fully dressed in casual jeans and shirt with his long white hair hanging over one shoulder in a neat plait.
“Hes sensitive though… maybe this was a bad idea?” Keith was nothing short of full panic mode. His hair stuck out in every direction and his attempt at dressing somewhat presentable with a white button down and red tie was ruined by the wrinkles at the bottom created by wringing the material nervously.
“It's not, now shut up, brush your hair, i'll be in the car.” Lotor rolled his eyes leaning down to grab Shiro’s backpack containing nothing more then some paper, crayons and his lion plushie affectionately named Black after the ribbon tied messily around her neck.
Keith watched as Lotor left their small two bedroom house and wondered what he did to deserve such a great roommate who could put things simply enough that even he had no choice but to listen to them.
Keith took an long slow breath as he looked in the mirror and smoothes his hair down. “It will be ok, he will be ok.” He muttered to himself.
He preferred to avoid mirrors since the accident, gaining a long scar across his face and neck wasn't the reason however. It was because he looked so painfully like his mom that it made his heart ache to see her eyes staring back at him.
Pulling up to the small preschool made Keith uneasy, he wanted nothing more then to tell Lotor to take them home where shiro was safe from all the children wandering the playground contained behind brightly coloured fences that barely came up to Keith's thigh.
“Out.” Lotor commanded leaning over and opening the door for Keith making the message clear.
Keith shot Lotor one last desperate look before he freed Shiro from the child seat and placed him down out of the car.
No sooner had the doors closed did Lotor speed off, even with the knowledge that he would be back in twenty minutes to pick Keith up, it still seemed like he was making a run for it.
“Keef?” Shiro pulled on his brothers sleeve.
“Y-yeah buddy?” He asked kneeling down as to be eye level.
“Where are we?”
Keith sighed, this was the moment he had been dreading. The moment where he would have to explain that Keith would be leaving him here for the day, everyday from now on.
“That is school, we’re here to see if you like it or not.” Keith tried his best to smile but judging from Shiro’s less than thrilled expression he hadn't quite managed it.
“Mr Kogane?”
Keith was thankful of the distraction “yeah that's me” he stood up and extended his hand to a tanned woman that could almost pass for the female version of his roomate.
“Pleasure to finally meet you, I'm Allura i run the school.” She shook his hand before offering it to Shiro who promptly hid behind Keith's legs.
“Sorry” Keith placed a hand on Shiro’s head “He’s shy.”
“It's quite alright, my son won't say a word around strangers but soon as he warms up to someone the trick is getting him to shut up.” She chuckled as she gestured for the two to follow.
Shiro looked up at Keith as if asking not to, Keith wished he could grant that request. Instead he had no choice but to take his little hand in his and follow Allura into the school.
“So we cater to a variety of disabilities here with facilities designed to accommodate them. We have a sensory room, a soft play area, a physio center and a top of the range class room.” Allura pointed out each of the locations as they walked through the brightly coloured halls.
Childrens artwork covered the walls and a small handrail about toddler height lined the hall on both sides.
“Shiro only really has his amputation and being behind a couple years to be honest.” Keith admitted as he peaked inside a room to see a group of children lying on the floor watching as colourful lights were projected onto the ceiling above them.
“Ah yes Lotor mentioned it on the phone, i've placed him in the physical disability class for those a couple years younger than him, but we can adjust that later on if he needs to be moved up or down.” Allura answered easily.
This place almost seemed too good to be true, a top of the range school that could really help Shiro, there had to be some kind of catch.
“About tuition. I don't think i can afford this place.” Keith admitted watching sadly as shiro peered around almost excited.
“There is no tuition.” Allura replied as a small girl came running out of a classroom holding a crudely drawn picture of a robot. Bright green hearing aids poked out through her hair. Allura smiled as he took the picture “thank you Pidge this is loverly.”
The girl squealed happily before running back into her class.
“What do you mean there's no tuition… A place this fell funded must be-”
Allura held up her hand “My father was the founder of the Voltron corporation and when he died he left me a very large inheritance. I spent most of my teen years wasting it on parties and travel. Then when i was twenty i was pregnant. My little boy changed my life and made me realise i wanted to help people. At first i planned on just opening a homeless shelter. But there was a fire and… i couldn't save my sons sight but i can make sure he has every opportunity to an education that an able child has.” Allura stopped in front of a blue doorway.
“Just because my son was born into money doesn't mean he deserves help while children without won't get any. There are no costs because i see no need to hoard money that could never be spent if i had a hundred lifetimes.”
Keith couldn't believe it. This woman was a literal angel on Earth. “I… i don't know what to say.”
“Why not goodbye? This is the classroom.” Allura jerked her head towards the door.
A weight seemed to settle in the pit of Keiths stomach as he realised it was time to leave his little brother all alone in a strange place with strange people.
Allura as if sensing his panic took Shiro’s empty hand and gently pulled him away from Keith.
“Hey Shiro, i heard you like lions right?”
Shiro nodded placing his thumb in his mouth after pulling his hand free from Allura.
“Well i know another little boy that loves them.” She slowly opened the door revealing a small playroom with six children all running around and playing while one boy with tanned skin and a blue shirt was sat in a corner surrounded by lion plushies.
“Whys he alone?” Shiro asked quietly.
“Well the other children don't really know how to play with him because he can't see.” Allura explained softly.
Shiro frowned as if he were solving a complex math problem “Then they should just talk to him!” Shiro declared with a nod.
Allura smiled as she shot a look up at Keith “well why don't you?”
Keith expected Shiro to refuse and come running to hide behind his big brother. However he again nodded and practically ran towards the other child.
“Works every time.” Allura grinned as he rose to her full height and placed her hands on her hips “Your little brother is a natural hero. He sees a problem and he fixes it, no better problem then a lonely child.”
“How do you know the other kid will be nice to him or even want to be his friend?” Keith asked nervously wondering if he could run past her.
“Because Mr Kogane that's my son Lance and you will be pressed to find a more gentle and loving child then him.
Shiro ignored the greetings from the other children as he plopped down on the cushions in front of Lance.
“Hey im Shiro i'm five.”
Lance lifted his head in the direction of the voice and smiled “Im Lance i'm four next month” he declared proudly as he felt around him eventually finding a small blue plushie and hugging it close to his chest.
“The nice lady said you can't see so im gonna talk to you so you don't feel lonely!” Shiro grinned scooting closer.
“I'm not lonely…” Lance spoke in a small voice rubbing his cheek against the soft fur of his toy. “do you want to play lions? This is Blue.”
Shiro nodded pulling black from his bag and began to describe every little detail of her to Lance with the biggest smile on his face.
As Keith watched from the doorway he smiled. He couldn't remember the last time Shiro had looked so carefree, like a child and not a patient.
“Shall i prepare the enrollment paperwork?” Allura asked.
Keith swallowed the lump in his throat “y-yeah… i think he will be very happy here.
Okay so I’m really into to blind Lance AUs and since you’re one of my favs maybe you could do one??? ❤️❤️❤️ lots of love xx
I really hope this is decent, this has been sitting in my inbox for so long (so about that by the way). I really couldn’t find a way to write this for a while and I was doing weird research on it for a long time. I hope you guys enjoy! ❤️
Ever since they could remember; the five of them had been together. Shiro, Keith, Hunk, Pidge, and Allura. They had met when they all ended up living in the same small cul-de-sac in town. Shiro and Keith had always lived there but slowly their older neighbours either started moving away or passed away and the houses were filled with small families instead. Soon they were joined by the Garret’s, Holt’s, and finally the Prince’s. Since they were used to living surrounded by quiet elderly people, they were excited to finally have kids their age to play with.
Their friendship was so great that they decided to leave town altogether and go to Altea University in the small town of Arus. They went through their first two years eagerly and without incident, waiting until they could all afford to rent out a house near the campus together. Finally, during their third year, they were able to do just that.
One night they decided to go to their favourite restaurant; Joe’s for scott’s skins and a beer before the weekend was over. As they were leaving they started hearing some yelling and a bit of scuffling as they passed one of the alleys beside Joe’s. When they peered down, they immediately burst into action.
There were two men, one pushing a younger man against the wall and the other holding a blue backpack in his arms. He looked to be their age. He had short brown hair and dark skin. Surprisingly he didn’t look at all perturbed by what was going on. His head however whipped up when he heard more footsteps racing down the alley.
“Get off of him!” Shiro yelled. Just his voice startled the men enough to let go of him. The other man dropped the bag from his hands and darted away. Without a backup, the man gritted his teeth and chased after him, leaving the six of them in the alley. Hunk swooped to pick up the backpack and handed it to the guy with a smile on his face.
“Thank you so much!” He said gleefully, hugging the bag to his chest. “My name is Lance,” he said holding out his hand.
“Hunk,” he replied grasping the hand tightly and dragging Lance in for a hug. “Are you okay?” He asked with concern as he pulled back.
“What? Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” he assured him with a grin. He turned to where the others were shuffling their feet.
“What are your names?” He asked. Happily, they gave them their names and found that it was easy to strike up a conversation with him. Shortly after they left Lance in the alleyway after he assured them that he was completely fine and he actually wasn’t very far from his house. They waved at the man as they left, not at all concerned by the fact that Lance never waved back.
They never asked why he was wearing sunglasses at nine o’clock in the evening.
They didn’t see Lance again for a few weeks after first encountering him in the alley. To be honest he kind of slipped their mind after a few days. They didn’t see him again at Joe’s or anywhere around town and gradually forgot about that night in the alley. That is until they saw the familiar backpack next to the equally familiar boy that sat on a bench on Altea’s campus. With smiles, they rushed over to him, a cloud of loud noise surrounding them. Lance looked up at them startled and his head darted between them.
“Who are you?” He asked, silencing the noise instantly. They glanced at each other uncertainly before their eyes returned to Lance.
“We helped you in the alley a few weeks back,” Shiro answered.
“You don’t recognize us?” Hunk asked right after. They watched as his face relaxed in recognition and he let out a bark of laughter. He gestured at his sunglasses.
“Guys, I’m blind,” he said flippantly. Their jaws dropped and they started spitting out apologizes all the while Lance was laughing and trying to get them to stop.
“I’m surprised the sunglasses didn’t give it away,” Lance exclaimed.
“I thought you were some sort of hipster or something,” Keith admitted to the mummers of agreements of his friends. It was true, Lance’s sunglasses weren’t the usual ones they had seen on people in movies and in pictures. He wore winged frame glasses with rose gold reflective lenses.
“Is it the glasses? My sister picked them out not too long ago,” he asked pushing them up his nose slightly.
“Mostly yes, they look really good!” Allura said, taking the chance to sit down beside him.
“Thanks, she thought so too!”
Over the next hour, they sat surrounding the bench and learned more about Lance. They discovered that he actually attending Altean University and was in their year. It wasn’t a surprise that they had never met Lance since they attend one of the most popular universities in the country but they had to admit that Lance stuck out. He was majoring in music, something that none of them ever had a course in. He played the piano and was a singer as well.
He was simply one of the most bubbly people they had ever met and they couldn’t help but let that happiness overcome themselves as well. They left that bench together to eat and didn’t split up again until the sun was starting to set. It didn’t take long at all to become a part of their group. He felt like the piece that they never knew was missing.
It became commonplace to walk to Lance’s house and walk with him to campus in the morning and go to the music building to wait for Lance to finish practicing after their classes were finished just so they could hear him play and sing. That’s when they met Dr. Smythe, Lance’s professor. Although, he told them to simply call him Coran since they were Lance’s friends. Suddenly they knew where he had been getting some of his personality from, it was contagious. They would sit silently beside Coran, talking about their other professors and work they had coming up until Lance walked out of the practice room. He always seemed surprised to hear them there and always told them that they didn’t need to wait for him anymore. It was true that he practiced a lot and for a very long time at some points. They understood that about music though, it took a lot of patience and practice to become as good as possible, and they wanted that for Lance.
They never questioned Lance’s blindness either. They had just assumed that he had been blind from birth. They weren’t about to ask about it either, they didn’t think that Lance would mind but they didn’t want to pry either.
“Hey Lance, what colour are your eyes?” Pidge asked one evening while they were hanging around their house (which they affectionately named Voltron).
“Hmm…” he trailed off. “Last time I checked my sister said that they were still the same colour, blue,” he answered stretching his arms above his head tiredly.
“Still the same colour?” Shiro asked in confusion as he walked into the room. He had a tray of muffins in his mitted hands and walked around the room letting everyone grab one.
“Well, yeah, I wasn’t always blind,” Lance smiled as if it was obvious.
“Wait, what?” Hunk gasped at the revelation and sat up from where he was slumped against the couch.
“What happened? If you don’t mind me asking?” Pidge added frantically at the end.
“It’s fine Pidge, it happened a while ago,” he said turning to sit instead of laying on the couch.
“When I was in my first year of high school, I was bullied really bad by this guy, I have no idea what his problem was with me and I really just tried to avoid him at all cost, it wasn’t like I was alone either, I had friends that were around me whenever they could and teachers kept an eye on him but he still found times when he could attack me,” he started with a sigh, his shoulders were visibly drooping as he began his story. They couldn’t imagine someone like Lance being bullied, but then again, anyone could be bullied without much explanation.
“They talked to him, they threatened him with suspensions but no matter what they did he always came back, then one day during a chemistry lab he came up to me, tapped me on the shoulder and threw something in my face,”
There were horrified gasps around the room, and Lance gave them a grim smile.
“I kind of passed out not long after that, but I could hear him laughing as I was blacking out, I found out later that my friend knocked him out and he was arrested as I was being taken to the hospital, I never found out what happened to him but I don’t really care either,” he spat bitterly. He sunk into Hunk’s arm as he wrapped it around Lance’s shoulders.
“I already decided at that point to pursue music and made sure that I worked twice as hard to become one of the best, so that way if he ever sees me again he’ll know that he didn’t ruin my life like he thought he did,” he declared in determination. They didn’t doubt it. They had only known Lance for a few months and they already saw how strong his resolve was.
Every time they heard him play, they would get lost in the music just like he seemed to. They would sit mesmerized as his fingers floated over the keys. Sometimes it was jarring that they were friends with someone this talented and not just watching someone playing piano on Youtube. Which led them the idea to suggest putting up his performances on Youtube.
At first, Lance was a little nervous with the idea, he didn’t know how anything like that worked and he didn’t think he would be able to manage. They reminded him that Shiro and Hunk were studying in filming and Pidge was studying media arts. All he had to do, was play. It took a little cajoling from Coran for him to work up the courage to finally post his first video; a cover of Praying by Kesha filmed in one of the school’s practice rooms.
It was by no means a swift victory. They started putting out videos every week, with a different variety of song each week. He switched between covers of songs and original compositions that he would keep a secret from his friends until the day they filmed. With Allura’s and Keith’s business courses they were able to book other spaces to film as well as help manage any kind business that came his way in the form of sponsorships or anything of the like.
Along with the rush of subscribers that he started gaining, there also came a fair amount of hate. As expected, Lance was able to take it in stride as well as a little bit of sarcasm.
“It sucks to see how many people don’t like my videos,” which ended with a cackle from him.
They were always overshadowed by the overwhelming support that Lance had though. As well as the inspired videos that were set to Lance by musicians who also had disabilities and became motivated because of Lance.
His first viral video came when he decided to share his story during Bullying Awareness and Prevention Month. He had never been gladder that people knew his story then right then because it made a change in how people saw each other. It changed how they looked at harassing others and they stepped up to change something.
He started out as a musician with a story of torment but he started becoming a voice to the people that had been hurt. He told them that they didn’t need to stay on the ground where they were stomped down. He told them that they can rise up and become something that they didn’t think they would be able to. He told them that there was always someone they could help, someone that needed their help.
They started getting calls from schools in the area that wanted him to come in and talk to their students and tell him his story and how he overcame everything. Lance saw the chance to help and he took it, taking his music and his friends along with him.
Lance had already taken the steps he needed to get where he wanted to go. He had already proved himself as someone who wouldn’t give up. Now he had the people he needed to help him along the way and now he had a mission to change the way people view each other and themselves. Disability or no disability, we’re all humans.
Soulmate AU where you are born missing one of your five senses (vision, hearing, tasting, smelling, touch) and it comes back to you once you first meet your soulmate and have a meaningful connection.
Lance was born completely blind. Keith was born completely deaf.
The loss of the sense varies in severity so some people might just lose their color vision instead of being completely blind, or they might just lose feeling in a certain area of their body like their dominant hand or something. A lot of people speculate that soulmates both with complete loss of senses are extra special/will meet in an extraordinary way and others think it symbolizes more hardships in their lives/relationship. Some people think it’s the universe saying you don’t deserve to find them. There’s nothing proven though, people just like to speculate.
They meet a little later than most people, in an really mundane place but in a big way. Their connection comes through touch because it’s something they both rely on heavily in life and for their art (they’re both artists. Lance plays piano, Keith paints).
Lance is immediately overwhelmed with sight. He almost can’t handle the rush of “stuff” taking up the absence he’s always had it’s like the world being crumpled around him and then unfolded again into a new form. The second they touch he’s panicking and freaking out but incredibly happy.
Keith is confused. He knows what is happening. He’s reaching out again to help Lance up where he crumpled onto the ground and staring into frantic blue eyes and he knows what this is. It’s their first connection. It’s his soulmate who is just now seeing the world after twenty something years of complete darkness. He should be ecstatic. He should be overwhelmed, covering up his ears from all the frenzied screaming he can see this beautiful boy in front of him doing. Only, he can’t. He still can’t hear.
Or the soulmate au where you get your lost sense back when you meet the other half only where Lance gets his sight, Keith finds he still can’t hear. He’ll never be able to hear.
The first time he opened his eyes he saw nothing, but that was okay because all babies are blind when they first come out of the womb. The second time he opened his eyes, however, there was no mistake that he would never see anything besides nothing.
And that was fine. As he grew, what others would perceive as an inconvenience was the norm for him. “You can’t miss what you never had” is what he would always say.
It’s difficult to say he had much friends growing up. Being blind, though many are curious, not many are interested enough. He never minded; being around with only family was really all he needed.
So, when in public, he rarely ever spoke to anyone, and never initiated conversation with anyone. Whenever spoken to, he responded in short sentences, usually giving one-word responses.
There was once a time when he spoke in sentences with more than one or two words. With his family, of course, he would speak in long sentences. But he wasn’t at home during this occasion, nor was he with family. He was alone outdoors; you could say he was enjoying his time alone but, really, he was just sitting with a blank mind. His riveting moment of doing nothing was interrupted by a voice and while he would normally get up and leave, Lance deemed himself too lazy to get up. So he stayed, facing the same way he’d been for the past few hours, and listened to the stranger sit down beside him.
I heard you were feeling down, so, here's a concept: blind!Lance feeling all over 'Shiro's' face when they get him back after he escapes from galra captivity again. Lance feels his long hair and stubble, it's weird. But at night he holds 'Shiro' close and touches his scar. He wants 'Shiro' to cut his hair, though. Just pouts because it just doesn't feel right. But he actually learns to love it. But 'Shiro' making love to him. Lance really depends on his touch. He needs to hear and feel 'Shiro'
blind!Lance being really confused by the stubble and makes a face when it rubs up against his skin
who learns to love the long hair bc its easy to grab and helps him find his head to pull down and kiss
who ends up brokenhearted when he finds out this person he was with isnt the real shiro and is convinced if he could see he would have known better
blind!Lance who is torn apart by his guilt until the real shiro comes back, but then is unable to trust himself to know whether or not this one is the real one
meanwhile kuron is just as upset because he thought he was the real shiro and feels like he betrayed lance
