Sleepless Nights
@yellowfeverpaladin “Hunk,” Lance mumbled in his sleep as he tossed over. He was still deep in his dreams, though they started to turn sour as he missed the warmth of his lover next to him.
Flashes of the cave and watching Hunk nearly bleed out in front of him; the countless times either of them got hurt back in the war, too; haunted him and twisted into his fears and anxieties. What if he hadn’t been able to save Hunk? What if they hadn’t have stopped the Galra, and Honerva? What if everyone he loved had died because he hadn’t been able to help? Flashes of their deaths flashed in his vision as he tossed back and forth in his slumber. He was starting to cry in his sleep and mumble between whimpers. “Lance...” The brunet turned over again, half awake from being jolted from his sleepless nightmares by Allura’s voice. He tried to reach for Hunk, but found the rest of the bed empty. He slowly pulled himself from his slumber then, wondering where his lover had gone. “He’s in the hanger...” Allura’s voice echoed in his mind again and the blue paladin shook himself as he tried to stand. Slipping on his slippers and robe, Lance yawned as he wiped the tears from his face. He trudged his way through the halls of the castle, heading for yellow’s bay slowly. He trusted that Allura was correct when she told him where Hunk was. The anxiety from his dreams still read over his face as he approached the open hanger. It was weird that it was open; the breeze from outside cooling his face and ruffling his bed hair.