Blackpaladinarchive ; HI FRIEND! May I please request a piece where Lance and Reader get to have a cute, flustered conversation? It's a little vague, but like I just wanna read some wholesome stuff about bestboilance <3
“Oh boy was that mission hard !” Lance’s voice rung through the dining hall as all five paladins sat down, exhausted from the battle as Allura, Coran and yourself met them with impressed smiles. “You all did great considering you had to fight on such an unstable planet.” your cheerful voice uttered, helping Coran pass around food before Hunk dug in; not giving a care in the world as Pidge sweatdropped slightly. As everyone dug in, your eyes found their own way to Lance’s dark blue ones before Allura fished you into a conversation about different game plans. For some reason, you still couldn’t wrap your head around the concept of little ‘ol you getting involved in this whole ‘defenders of the universe’ situation. You just simply met up with Pidge one night after garrison training and the next day you were on the run and somehow in another dimension. You were quickly regarded as a strategist of the team and Shiro’s ‘left-hand girl’ during the missions; however, a part of you felt like the team would be fine or even better without you.
“(Y/N) ?” You felt Shiro’s strong hand resting on your shoulder as you snapped out of your daydream, everyone's eyes curiously perring at you. Laughing nervously, you held your hands up in slight defense before eventually speaking up, voice slightly failing on you. “I’m fine, just… thinking that's all.” As everyone nodded, you continued to feel Shiro’s eyes bore into your own before eventually making their way back around the table. Shiro was always somehow protective over you and everyone else in the group, it made you feel at home somehow even though earth was so far away. Once you were all dismissed for the day, you found yourself walking around the castle of lions aimlessly, wanting something to gain your interest and pull your head away from your depreciative thoughts.
However, all you found were things about the lions. Everywhere you turned there would be something about your five friends and their adventures as paladins, in the public's eyes you were just ‘added baggage’ with no real use. Sighing, you found your way into one of the bunkers containing a lion and just sat on the floor; hoping to just escape from your thoughts as you closed your eyes.
“Now ! Get into groups of four and I want no objections.” Commander Iverson barked, causing the garrison members to scatter around to their friends; you, however, found yourself standing around awkwardly before a familiar voice called out to you. “(Y/N) !” You spun around to find Pidge waving you over, standing with Lance and Hunk as you slowly made your way over to them; nervously looking away.
“(Y/N)’s one of the best strategists here ! So you better listen to her during the simulation Lance.” Your cheeks flushed a soft pink tone as Pidge continued to ramble on about you to the two males. Soon enough, the four of you entered the simulation and began it; you were situated near the back and yet your voice just couldn’t manage to be heard over Hunk and Lances banter. As Pidge yelled at Lance, you finally found your voice and began shouting out things to the cuban.
“Lance ! If you continue to fly around recklessly you’ll lose a wing !” Your voice came out slightly angered as he continued to fly the same way, scoffing and rolling his eyes before eventually responding to you. “I think I know what I’m doing (Y/N)--” just as he was about to finish your name, he let out a loud yelp; Hunk groaning as he spoke up finally. “We’ve lost the left wing Lance !” In a split moment, the screens went dark and the simulation was over; causing the four to groan and walk out to the disappointed face of Iverson. “I told you to listen to (Y/N).” Pidge snarled, getting ready for the ‘constructive feedback’ as Lance groaned softly.
The moment you opened your eyes, you found Lance sitting next to you; curiously looking at your face before smiling. “I knew you’d be here.” He spoke out in a slight egotistical tone, smirking before he continued to elaborate; “You always came to Blue’s bunker when somethings wrong.” He wasn’t wrong. Whenever your feelings would get too much you always found yourself sitting in Blue’s bunker just relaxing, hoping that no-one found you. “I guess I do…” you mused softly, pulling your knees up to your torso and staying in that position; eventually hearing Lance sigh and move closer to you.
“What’s wrong (Y/N) ?” For one, his tone was actually considerate as a sigh left your lips. “I just… I feel like this team would be so much better without me. There are only five lions and paladins for a reason, I’m just… ‘baggage’.” At this point, nothing else mattered to Lance more than getting you into his arms. As his arms wrapped around your body, you felt yourself melting into his embrace as the two of you silently sat there. Soon enough, Lances’ voice finally hit your ears. “You’re the best strategist we know (Y/N)... and the prettiest girl I kno— ow !”
You punched him in the shoulder slightly, finally smiling as the boy stuck his tongue out playfully; ruffling your hair before you eventually leaned back into his embrace. “I wasn’t lying when I said that you know.” He mumbled, cheeks slightly tinted pink as you stared up at him; a cheeky grin on your face as you kissed his cheek softly. “I know, it’s fun to make you flustered.” Lance groaned softly in response before sitting in front of you, knees touching as he pointed at different parts of your body.
“I like all these things about you. I like your brain because you are super duper smart, I like your hands because they’re always warm and I like your face because it’s beautiful.” He smirked after finding your cheeks on fire, a soft laugh left your lips before he softly grabbed your hands and held them between his cold ones; rubbing them softly before you spoke up once again. “Thank you, Lance, your words honestly mean the world to me.”
“Awh, look at my adorable girlfriend~” He suddenly went into such a doting and lovable mode as your head was more or less thrown into his torso, making you wheeze softly before staring up at him with such a shit-eating grin gracing your features. “Who said I agreed to be your girlfriend ?”
Hey guys ! I’m so sorry for not publishing anything recently aaah, this is my first time writing Voltron which is fun !!
