Lotor opened the door as lance went to the kitchen to calm down. The four McClain's looked up shocked and horrified to see the galra instead of the Paladin.

"Can I help you?" Lotor raised a brow blocking them from seeing inside.

"This doesn't involve you," marco gulped as he hid behind his brother.

"It does now," Lotor didn't move.

"Lance we just wanted to talk," maria called over trying to look behind the giant alien.

"No!" Lance yelled back.

"Lance it's been years since you went missing, we just want to talk mijo," John tried pushing the door open but Lotor growled down at them as he gripped the door tighter.

"Bullshit," Lance scoffed pouring more coffee.

"What would you possibly want to talk about? Why now?" He slammed the door open out of Lotors grip as he stared at his family with annoyance.

"And don't talk to me like we're family, don't call me mijo," he pointed at them.

"It's been five years.." Maria whispered as she could see a few scars on her youngest sons face.

"It's been longer than that since I've talked to you," lance glared. They all looked guilty.

"Did you stay safe? Did you take care of yourself?" She asked quietly.

"I'm still alive, that should answer your question, now go," lance glared harshly.

"I told Veronica I want nothing to do with any of you," he turned as Lotor backed off a little seeing he had it under control.

"Lance I want you to come home," Maria stepped in with her hands together under her chin.

"What?" Lance covered his mouth trying to hide a laugh.

"I want you home again, I want my son, we want our family together again, after you went missing we realized how after the accident that what we did was wrong, and once we found out you were alive we had to.. we had to be better," she explained in her motherly voice that would've made lance do anything for her at a time. Now it just felt condescending.

"Fuck that, you feel bad, it's guilt and only guilt, because it's dirty on your conscious for what you did to me," lance snorted shaking his head.

"No Lance it's true, we want you home because we love you," John stepped in.

"Oh sure, yea and how come I'm not home now? Or before? Why? What happened? Admit what you did," lance smiled as his family came inside. Lotor stayed close with his ears down watch them.

"Say it," he grinned.

"We let you stay with Veronica, the pain of losing your sister was devastating to the family," Maria inhaled a shaky breath.

"Oh you let me? Allowed me? I had a choice, interesting, because I remember you throwing everything in my room out the window and dad dragging me out of the house and locking me out," lance crossed his arms smiling like it was a funny joke.

"Yea, blame the sixteen year old child, whatever makes you feel better," he waved them off.

"We know lance, but we forgive you for the accident, it wasn't your fault, we-I forgive you mijo," Maria tried to reach out for him.

"What about me?!" Lance snapped not letting her touch him.

"I don't forgive you! I can't! I don't forgive you for what you did to me, I lost my baby sister too! I was in the hospital! And you screamed at me saying it was my fault, all of you! Rachel and Veronica are the only ones that didn't hate me!" Lance cried back desperately. Wishing they could understand the pain they caused.

"God I wish I just stayed with the galra," he scoffed covering his face frustrated.

"Don't speak like that," John looked sad.

"You saw me get arrested with Lotor, I'm not afraid to say I don't regret it, it was the only time my life started to make sense, if i could change the past I would've never gone back to voltron the first time," lance spat as Lotor blushed a little rubbing his neck awkwardly.

"Lance the galra destroyed earth, you wanted to be apart of that?" Marco frowned a little.

Lance flipped him off and grabbed his coffee to chug it. Marco walked over past the others as lance kept the mug to his mouth. Lotor gave him a look asking if he needed a hand, Lance put his own hand up to let him know he was able to handle it.

"We're all the family you have, and your our little brother, please, let's just have dinner tonight together, rach and Ron too, tell us about space, you can see Nadia and silvio too," Marco smiled softly trying to be sympathetic for his brother.

Only for lance to spit the cold coffee in his face.

"Get out of my home, I said no," lance tilted his head to the side as his parents and brothers were in shock.

"Or I'm bout to go bat shit crazy," he whispered containing his anger.

Maria walked over to Marco and touched his shoulder concerned, he wiped the coffee from his face with a glare, he looked at lance with annoyance.

"Let's go mijo," she told him gently.

"It was a waste of time anyways," Marco spat back.

"I have to get back to my kids anyways," he huffed. Lance crossed his arms looking away as Lotor put a hand on his shoulder.

"Lock the door as soon as they leave Amor," lance mumbled. John and Luis heard as Marco and Maria were already leaving. The two men looked at each other surprised but John shook his head at his third child, Luis understood and left.

"Lance," John closed the door so the three were alone.

"I don't want to hear it dad," lance waved him off.

"Mijo," he stepped closer. He wasn't afraid of Lotor when the galras eyes turned into slits as he watched the fathers movements.

"All I ask is for two minutes of your time, your  pareja may stay if you'd like him too," John kept his hands clasped together and against his own chest.

Lance softened up at that, he glanced at Lotor and motioned to go to the room, Lotor nodded respecting his decision and did so.

"He your boyfriend?" John asked when the bedroom door closed and the two were left alone in the living room.

"We haven't discussed that much yet, we were but we broke up before," lance shrugged, he never told his family he was bi, he might as well be himself, be open, it couldn't get worse than this.

"He seems like a respectable young man, I hope he takes care of you," John smiled kindly at his youngest son.

"He is... we've been through a lot together," lance blushed looking down.

"I'm so sorry for what you've been through lance, before you went missing, and during, and even now, you don't look the same anymore... you look exhausted mijo," John pursed his lips and lance couldn't bring his head up to see how his father looked at him.

"I'm glad Veronica could support you after the accident, I did what I could to help," he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Help? Your joking right?" Lance scoffed.

"From afar, I didn't tell your mother, I sent Veronica money to keep you both fed, dressed, and education, I know that will never be enough to earn your trust again though lance," John explained, lance frowned not understanding, he thought his parents wanted nothing to do with him.

"I just need you to know I am proud of you, for getting this far, for being strong, you are definitely my son," he smiled a little.

"I love you lance, I hope you will heal one day from whatever pain you've been in the past five years, I know it's hard with your mother but I will support you even if she doesn't, you're my son," John inhaled a shaky. Lance felt his eyes water at hearing his fathers voice say those words.

"Make sure that man knows how lucky he is to have you," he chuckled and went to leave the apartment.

"Dad,"

John kept his hand on the handle and waited for Lance to speak again.

"Dad I'm bi, I like boys and girls..." he gulped looking at his father

"I know that's obvious now but I just wanted to officially come out to you papa, just for the experience," lance sighed awkwardly. He waited for a response to see how John would react.

"You really have grown into a man, good," John laughed lightly. Lances jaw trembled and looked down.

"Yea well, I guess you could say that, had a good amount of near death experiences to grow up from," he mumbled.

"Eh-uh pa, maybe you and Rachel could come back later, Veronica too, have dinner? Seven maybe?" Lance exhaled a shaky breath keeping his eyes down. John smiled brightly back at him with hope.

"I won't be a minute late, will your boyfriend be there?" John asked, unable to stop smiling.

"Nah, I think it's more of a family dinner, I've been craving garlic knots," lance nodded softly.

"Can't wait,"