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Chapter 5: Breakfast In which Hunk dreams and Lance nearly kicks the bucket (not really)
Excerpt:
Hunk was humming happily to himself as he cracked two more eggs and let them fall into the bowl. The delicious aroma of sizzling bacon filled the kitchen and he knew it was only a matter of time before someone woke up and wandered in. And, as if on cue, he heard the soft padding of bare feet on the floor just behind him.
“Good morning,” he greeted without facing away from his work. “Sleep well?”
“I did,” Lance replied, voice still a bit raspy. “But then I woke up alone.”
Chapters: 5/15 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hunk/Lance (Voltron), Hunk/Keith (Voltron), Hunk/Keith/Lance/Shiro (Voltron), Hunk & Pidge | Katie Holt, Hunk & Lance & Pidge | Katie Holt Characters: Hunk (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Matt Holt, Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Aged-Up Character(s), Friends to Lovers, Best Friends, Childhood Friends, Pining, Slow Burn, Polyamory, Alternate Universe - Beach, Beach House, Surfing, Summer, Summer Vacation, Summer Love, Summer Romance, Garrison Trio Shenanigans, Hunk (Voltron)-centric, shklunk, Hance - Freeform, Heith - Freeform, Shance (Hunk's POV), Sheith (Hunk's POV), Happy Ending, Light Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Female Pronouns for Pidge | Katie Holt
Summary:
“So, I’m pretty sure this is going to be the best summer ever,” Lance finished, falling back onto the sand and pillowing his head with his hands. He sighed contentedly, his shirt riding up just the slightest bit to reveal his smooth, tan stomach. Hunk quickly averted his gaze.
“Yeah,” he replied, studying the dried kelp that had gotten caught between his toes, the thought of unsupervised shenanigans with Lance, Pidge, and older, able-to-drink people making his head swim and his stomach churn. Not to mention having to watch Lance flirt with said older people. This was definitely going to be the worst. He flicked the seaweed back onto the sand. “Best summer ever…”