Voltron sat in the hospital room. "WhAt should we dOo?!" Pidge groaned, slumping in her seat.

Keith let out a groan of uncertainty. "What do you expect me to do with a fuCking IV in my arm!?" Keith said holding up his arm.

"Well I don't fuckin know..." Pidge mumbled.

"Exactly." Keith retorted.

"Keith, stop being in a moody, emo, edgy, teenager mood today." Shiro scolded. Keith scoffed.

"Emo." Pidge said between fake coughs.

"Shut the fuck up, you're a gremlin." Keith argued.

"I'm a cute fucking gremlin." Pidge said making an offended face.

     A nurse walked in the room. "Hello Keith." She said sweetly. Keith waved. "I have good news and slightly bad news, which do you want to hear first?" She said raising her eyebrows.

    "Well fuck, uhh good news first I guess.." Keith said. " Keith language!" Shiro scolded. The nurse ignored the comment. "Okay, so, good news is, you're getting out of here today. Bad news is that the cuts will scar a lot because 70% of them were very deep. Also that hand or wrist area will be sore or numb." She said, worry lacing her eyebrows. "That's not so bad, I kinda expected it to be worse." Keith said with relief washing over him. With that, the nurse left.

    Keith had bandages on his wrist. "Should I look at them?" Keith asked the group. They slowly nodded. Keith nodded slowly removing the bandages, Pidge leaning off the corner of her chair so far to see, she almost fell off.

    "hOly bAlls!" Pidge said looking at the cuts. Lance also looked at them. "Oh shit." Lance mumbled,  putting a hand over his mouth. Keiths face looked even paler than before, which was impossible according to Lance.

     "Jesus fucking Christ why am I so stupid!!" Keith said. "You're not stupid." Shiro replied to his comment. "I'm not stupid? I'm not stupid?! Well then why am I sitting in a fucking hospital because I slit my wrists so much?! Why am I struggling to pay the medical bills?! Why did my dad abuse me and then I let my mom die for saving me?! It should've been me.." Keith snapped. He started breaking down. "W-Why do I have anxiety. depression, paranoia, insomnia, and a breathing problem if I'm not stupid..." Keith said through sobs. "I'm stupid because I didn't kill myself. I tried to kill myself so I would make people happy, but I failed in doing that." Keith choked out.

     Everyone looked mortified. They know Keith wants to die, but they didn't know it was because he wanted people to be happy. "Keith... We- I-" Pidge sighed, "We didn't know... We're sorry.." Pidge said. Keith shook his head.

"Don't be sorry." Keith replied.

Oof how bout some angst. Also I wrote this on my laptop. 💯💯