Hunk comforts you after your bottling up emotions get out of your control.
Relationship: Friends
Fandom: Voltron
Character: Hunk
You always kept your emotions bottled up, it just who you were. Back on earth you would listen to music or take photos to calm yourself. However, your cell phone was left back on earth killing both ideas. Today you had reached your boiling point, it was quick and you really didn’t want anyone to see it. Allura chose today to kick up training; you just couldn’t keep up with it. After one too many comments about stance or hand position you threw down the bo staff and stormed out of the training area with a huff. In the back of your mind, you knew Allura was trying to help you improve but right now you were just angry. Walking into the kitchen to get something to drink you notice Hunk was cooking. You didn’t say anything and simply got your drink.
“Y/N!” You jumped turning to see Hunk looking at you as his hand rested on his chest. “I didn’t see you there.”
“Sorry didn’t want to bug you.”
“It’s ok. You look upset.” You shrugged as you felt tears started to form in your eyes. Before you knew it tears were running down your cheeks. You could hear Hunk move over to you and pull you into a hug.
“Hey now. What’s wrong?” Hunk asked as you stood there in his embrace.
“I couldn’t keep up with Allura’s training today.” You sobbed Hunk pulled away from you as he looks down at you.
“That’s ok. Just take a break and try again later.” You nodded as tears still fell from your eyes. Hunk knew that wasn’t the only then that upset you. He was your best friend after all. He started to hum a song, you couldn’t think of the name but you enjoyed the tone. You began humming along, soon enough your tears were gone. Wiping away the remaining water you looked towards Hunk.
“Thank Hunk.”
“Anytime. Now I have some food I would like you to try.”
Prompt: For voltron can you do one where hunk and his s/o bond over various dishes and may be is a chef which is how she first grabbed his attention?
“What is it?” You asked eyeing the bright green goo suspiciously. You cautiously picked up your fork and poked at only to lose your appetite when gave a lively giggle.
“I like to call it food goo.” Hunk said, happily putting a spoonful of the stuff in his mouth.
“Why is it green?” You asked.
“I try not to ask those kind of questions.”
“Well does it taste any good?” You inquired.
“Nope. Not really.”
“Ok . . . Well how do we make it better?” You asked looking around the room at your options.
“I’m not sure it doesn’t really taste like anything. Hmmm . . . Maybe it needs flavoring. Let’s see if we can find something here to give it some flair.” Hunk pondered as he started to rifle through compartments to find something suitable.
“Oh! So it’s like space tofu! Great idea Hunk!” You praised and started to help him find something that could flavor the goo. You both reconvened at the counter with arm fulls of alien food (or what you assumed was food). You cautiously tasted a few of your ingredients, trying to put a human name to some of the flavors.
“Alright I have an idea!” You said when you found a very familiar flavor combination. You got to work with spicing up your bowl of food goo and when you were satisfied with your work you offered Hunk a spoonful. He took a bit and his eyes widened in delight.
“Oh my god. It’s mac and cheese!” He cried happily. “That’s amazing!”
“What did you make?” You asked eyeing his workstation carefully. It looks like he used the juice of an alien fruit and some ground roots to make whatever mystery was in his bowl.
“I call it goo a la mode.” He smiled. You took a bite and nearly started crying at the flavors that were dancing across your tongue. It tasted just like your mother’s apple pie!
“Oh my god. It’s fantastic.” You sniffled, wiping away your homesick tear from your eye.
“I know right? I think I’m beginning to like this goo . . . you know unappetizing color aside.”
- if hunks gonna do anything romantic kissing wise with his s/o, it's gonna be small things because this boy is not big on giant gestures
- you won't catch him swooping his s/o into a swan dive to have a passionate makeout
- the extent of his kisses are affectionate ones like forehead kisses or even, if you're holding hands, kissing the back of his s/o's knuckles
- there'll be times though, when he does do a mouth kiss, that he's so gentle it takes your damn breath away
- when he kisses on the mouth, its like that lazy, sleepy gentle
- just distractedly runs his thumb over the cheek of his s/o before guiding them really softly into a kiss and then maybe finishing it with a playful one to the nose or eye
- he's not big on makeouts cause he's super inexperienced, though he'll probably give it a try after a bit of prompting
- he seriously has some hidden talents though like, if ya'll thought the gentle kisses were something to worship hot DAMN are the rare makeouts a treasure
- he uses his hands a lot when he kisses, just distractedly like hooking his hand around his s/o's waist to pull them closer or brushing the hair out of their face and keeping his hand there
- he's got a thing for touch but that's a headcanon post for another day, whoo boy
- he smiles a lot into it too, like when he's first with his s/o, he's nervous or just inexperienced to the point where he starts giggling at the feeling, though it just ends up being this happy, dazed feeling he can’t escape
- "pffft - wait, oh my god I'm s-sorry it's just ... does it feel weird to you? Like nice-weird? I don't know I'm just - oh, we're doing this, oka-"
hey everyone !! my name’s six and there’s a distinct lack of hunk love in this fandom, so I’m dedicating my life this blog to it !! send in requests, headcanons, match-ups, imagines you want to see and I’ll do my best to write thos eup for you. Requests are officially OPEN so go go go !!
What if people actually appreciated Hunk Garrett for the actual intellectual and kind and considerate ray of sunshine he actually is instead of consistently using him as comic relief and associating him with food????????? CRAZY, RIGHT???????????
Prompt - “ You look-” “Beautiful, I know. Can we move on?”
Relationship: Friends
Fandom: Voltron
Character: Team Voltron minus Coran
‘Lance is going to owe me so much for this.’ You thought to yourself as you looked yourself up and down in the mirror checking to make sure the dress folded down in the right ways. You hadn’t wanted to go to the school dance. You wanted to sit at home and play the new MOBA that came out this week. However, Lance somehow talked you into going to the dance, as his date. You groaned hearing your phone ring on your bed. Walking over you pick it up, unlocking it you answered the facetime which was from Pidge.
“Woah! Who talked you into going to the dance?” Pidge asked, you rarely dressed up or work make-up, that was more Allura area. You groaned as you took a set on your bed.
“Lance. Couldn’t have asked me at the start of the week to give me time to prepare. No, he asks me yesterday.” You groaned again as Pidge laughed. Looking at Pidge you noticed that she was also in a dress with some make-up and her hair done. “So who roped you in?”
“Shiro,” Pidge said with a huff. “Said that it's the last dance of the year and we should all be there together as friends.” Pidge and you groaned at the same time, neither really wanted to go but both had gotten roped into it by someone in the group. As you were about to speak you heard you mom yelled that Lance had arrived.
“I got to go Pidge. See ya there.” You were about to end the call but Pidge caught you attention.
“Hey take your DS then we could battle!” A grin grew on your face.
“Pidge you are a beautiful little Einstein!”
“I know. See you there.” With that, the call ended and you put your cell into the little bag you were bring.
“Y/N! Lance is waiting!” You mother yelled up the stairs.
“I’m just getting a few thing straighten out! Calm down!” You shouted back to her, going over to your desk you pulled your new 3DS off the charger and put it into the bag.
As you got to the stairs you saw your mother talking with Lance as you father learned in the archway to the living room. Walking down the stairs you saw everyone turn and look at you. You truly hated it, your mother looks like she was about to cry; father held his stone face, then Lance. Lance was staring mouth open, starry-eyed, love-struck look, as you got to the bottom you looked at everyone.
“Stop staring. You're creeping me out.” You crossed your arms as you father get out a light chuckle.
“You look…” Lance started but you quickly cut him off.
“Beautiful, I know. Can we move on?” You really did hate this, your mother was about to scold you but luckily your father step in suggesting a photo op. Lovely just want you wanted, picture your mother could frame and show the world. You went along with it and after several hundred pictures you and Lance were out the door.
Lance was a gentleman, opening the door, helping you in and out of his car and buying your tickets. You both had to weave around people that were dancing to find your group sitting at a large round table.
“Pidge!” You rushed away from Lance to take a sit next to Pidge, both of you diving into talking about what Pokemon you had. Since you have Pokemon Moon and she had Sun. Lance took the sit beside you and started talking with Shiro and Hunk since Keith and Allura were getting drinks for everyone.
“You can’t get those two away from games can you?” Lance asked watching as Pidge and you loaded up your DS and started Pokemon.
“Oh yes, you can,” Shiro said before he stood up and walked over to the both of you taking the devices from your hands and turning them off. “This is a night to hang out with friends and to have fun.” Pidge pouted as she crossed her arms, you glared at Shiro before standing this.
“This is not fun. It’s a loud crowded area with other people I don’t care about. I have fun when it’s just us in the 70s diner. I prefer to be with my friends just us. Not a thousand other people.” You pushed passed Shiro and headed outside your bag still in hand. Taking a seat on the cool concrete steps you thought about calling your father to come and get it. However, before you could pull your phone out you felt a warm jacket get draped over your shoulder. Looking around you show you groups of friends. Lance held you up as to looked at them curiously.
“You were right Y/N,” Shiro spoke with a smiled on his face.
“We would rather be at that diner then here anytime,” Lance said, you smiled lightly as everyone piled into the cars they came in and headed over to the diner.
When you got there the place was empty, the owners greeted you all as you all took a seat in your normal area. Everyone order their food with a milkshake, you talked and laughed, the owners ever turned on some music allowing you all to dance. This was a night you would remember, this was the night you had fun with your friends.
