The Touch of Family

"I'm sorry!"

Lance all but shouted the words, causing the smaller girl to flinch but he was already moving. Stumbling. His vision blurred with tears as he was turning away from her, escaping, his tone begging, "I'm sorry, Pidge, I'm so sorry. Please forget that this ever happened, please!"

And then, he was running from the room, struggling to muffle the sobs that were wracking his chest but failed.

He left her in silence. Only, the silence wasn't so silent.

Cross posted here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/11149914/chapters/24878061