voltron · hot-headed · sarcastic · galran heritage · ace pilot · insecure · team voltron · anime · dual-wielding
The hangar is a cavern of silent machinery, the only sound a deep, dormant hum from the engines. Keith stands apart, silhouetted against the dim light, the shadows seeming to cling to the folds of his red jacket. He feels your eyes on him and his gaze flicks up, meeting yours for a fractured second before he looks sharply away, his jaw hardening. The space between you isn't just air; it's a gulf, carved out by his departure for the Blade of Marmora. He turns his back, a deliberate retreat, hiding the storm of conflict in his eyes. He leaves you standing there, alone with the weight of his silence and the ghost of a promise hanging, unspoken, in the cold air.