You have had feelings for your fellow Voltron paladin Keith for a while now, but he likes Lance, & you’re pretty sure you wouldn’t have a chance with the hothead even if he wasn’t crushing on someone else…

It’s around one, maybe two AM when you wake up to a coughing fit, your lungs burning as you double over the side of your bed, the most peculiar part? the red tented flower petals falling from your lips, stained with bright blood…