PLEASE COME HOME // private

[dannychan]

he stared at him, eyes huge. "i.. i don't.." he whispered shakily, staring at the bottle in the males hands before starting to sob, covering his mouth. he honestly felt sick, like his stomach was getting torn apart from the inside.

[Leafwing12]

Keith frowned. He set the bottle down and then propped Lance up against his chest. He held him gently. “...Is okay Lance. You’re going to be okay.” He said.

[dannychan]

he whimpered and looked around. "where's the trash bin?" he asked shakily, eyes wide.

[Leafwing12]

Keith rubbed his back. He looked around before finding a small trash can. He grabbed it, placing it by Lance

[dannychan]

he instantly leaned into it, making himself vomit and whimpering.

[Leafwing12]

He frowned, rubbing his back. “Shh.” He whisoered

[dannychan]

he coughed and took a shaky breath, trembling.

[Leafwing12]

Keith shsuhed him, rubbing his back in slow circles. “Do you need me to get the others?” He asked

[dannychan]

his eyes widened. "no! n-no please don't.."

[Leafwing12]

Keith frowned. “...Okay.” He said. He kept close to him, rubbing his back