Written late as a gift for @quietknightin (Sorry it’s so late!)
“I don’t know, Lance,” Allura said, looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a tight black dress that went to just above her knees with sleek black stilettos that grew her a full four inches. The subtle sequins caught the light and sent little fractions of light all around the room. “Don’t you think it’s a little… much?”
Lance shook his head, words not forming correctly as he looked at her. “Absolutely not. You look gorgeous.” He made a twirling motion with his finger and she rolled her eyes and spun for him. He nodded. “Yep, if you were straight, I would definitely try to date you.”
Allura laughed, the sound as light as a bell. “You don’t need to tell me that every day, you know.” She said. “What would your boyfriend think of you hitting on me daily anyway?” She played with her hair, twirling it between her fingers loosely.
“He’s seen you before, and we are very comfortable and happy in our relationship,” Lance muttered, “Thank you for asking. Now sit down and let me do your hair; it’s going to look beautiful.” He pulled the chair right in front of her makeup stand out and motioned for her to sit there.
She took her seat and started getting some of her powders out. “I won’t move a lot this time, I promise.”
“Alright,” Lance said, smiling and cracking his knuckles. “Are we going for a ‘sleep with me and I’ll show you the best night of your life’ look, or are we going for an ‘I’m attractive and sweet and you want to propose on the spot’ look?”
Allura pulled her brushes out, handing her hairbrush back to Lance along with a few hair ties. “Let’s go for something in between the two, yeah? Like a ‘you want to sleep with me and only me for the rest of your life because you want to propose’ look. Could you do that?” She tossed her hair over her bare shoulder.
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