One Weakness (Hunk Garrett x Reader)
Reader is the white lion. Hunk and Reader are already together.
Summary; The reader has proven her worth on the field.
Request; Can I have a Hunk story with a badass reader and soft Hunk?
“OKAY, listen up, guys. The paladin code demands you put your team members safety above your own. A swarm of drones is about to attack,”
Your eyes look to the side, bayard clutched in your hand.
“You need to do everything you can to protect the other members of your team,”
You look up, watching as the group of small drones circled you and your team of six.
“Wait, wait, wait,” Hunk panics, as your free hand holds your shield up, “What’s going on?” Hunk flinches at the shield that pops up in front of him, “Whoa. Did you guys get one of these?”
“Get ready,” Shiro demands, as you squint your eyes and step back.
As soon as the drones begin shooting, Hunk ducks, the first laser bullet hitting Pidge so the ground beneath her gave out, dropping her through.
“Protect your teammates!” Coran calls, as Hunk purposely allows the bullets to hit him, ducking into the hole that appeared beneath him, “Or no one will be there to protect you!”
You allow your feet to back you up, back pressing with Keith’s, Shiros, and Lances at once. “You keeping up over there, Keith?” Lance calls, looking past you and to the red paladin.
“Just concentrate on keeping me safe,” Keith orders, Lance scoffing, loudly.
“Me? I own this drill. You’re the one who needs to concentrate,”
“Lance,” You hiss, threateningly, ducking forward when a drone flies by you, Lance lifting his foot so the bullet flew past him and hit Keith, almost instantly getting hit himself.
“It’s me and you,” Shiro stands, pressing his back to yours, your jaw clenching as you raise your bayard and shoot.
You flinch when the bullet flies over you and hits Shiro in the back of the head, nearly falling into the hole he dropped into yourself from balance loss. You heave a deep breath, raising your shield, eyes shifting to the six drones around you.
“This is your time, Y/N,” Coran announces, “Protect yourself. Your teammates are dead. Will you be joining them?”
You exhale a long breath, raising your bayard a third time before shooting, watching as it easily took out three of the bots. You jump back at the bullets shot at your feet, turning to slam your shield into another bot, ignoring how it rammed into the wall at your side and vanished.
You shoot, narrowly missing one of the two bots left, body jerking in order to dodge its bullet, before you shoot again, the drone exploding on impact. With a final heave, you shoot the last bot, watching as it dropped onto the floor then vanished.
“Excellent!” Coran cheers, as you drop your shield and weapon, both disappearing, “Thats how you do it, Y/N,”
“TO form Voltron, you must trust in each other. This ancient paladin maze will teach you that trust,” Coran pauses, watching as the holographic walls vanished, “Your teammate can see see the walls. But you cannot. So listen carefully; if you touch the walls you will receive a slight shock,”
“Wait,” You pause, looking up in the direction where Coran stood, “Who’s guiding me through?”
“Take two steps forward,” Keith demands, lowly, eyes staring at the map in front of him. You exhale in slight annoyance, rolling your eyes.
“Okay,” You raise an eyebrow, flinching harshly at the shock that sends through your body.
“Two steps forward,” Keith repeats, “Three steps to your right, then three steps that way,”
You clench your jaw, heaving a breath before moving in said direction, hand slightly in front of you as if you could feel the walls.
“Good,” Coran calls, “You’re putting trust in your teammates,”
“Trust is very hard to earn, Coran,” You snip, missing Keith’s roll of his eyes, “So nice try,”
“‘Maybe we should send Lance in here,” Coran hums, and you spin around, shoulder knocking into the wall so you were shocked, twice.
“Absolutely fucking not,”
“YOU have been working hard. Maybe it’s time you relax a little,”
You sip at the juice packet Coran handed you, leaning back on the training deck floor to stare at the ceiling.
“What are you doing?” Alluras voice leads you to look over, “You’re supposed to be training!”
“Just resting a bit. Cant push too hard, you know,” Coran informs, arms crossed.
“What do you mean, “cant push too hard”?” Allura snaps, “So far, none of you have been able to fully pass our tests!”
“Y/N did excellent with the program, actually,” Coran comments, and you send a wink when Lance looks at you,
“Well I’m glad one of you knows how to fight, but there’s six of you,” Allura hisses, “Six Paladins, and you can’t form Voltron without all six Paladins, and you can’t form Voltron if you don’t know how to fight! So get up, it’s time you all face the Gladiator!”
“WHOA, please tell me we’re not fighting that!”
“No, of course not,” Keith replies, sarcastically, shooting a harsh glare towards Hunk, “He’s here to bake some cookies,”
“Hey, I mean, I’m down for that,” Hunk nervously responds, yelling out when the Gladiator bot runs forward, Hunk lifting his gun before shooting, easily missing the attacker.
You raise your shield and block the four bullets, lowering your shield in irritation, “Hunk, sweetheart, stop trying to shoot me!”
“It’s not on purpose!” Hunk squeaks, grunting when the Gladiator swings its staff, knocking Hunk onto the floor.
You narrow your eyes, running forward with a raise of your bayard, shooting at the robot so it turned to you, it’s staff instantly swirling to hit you.
Keith’s sword is quick to block it, shoving the robot back as he slides in front of you, where you grunt and brush around him to shoot, “I had it!”
“Obviously not,” Keith snarls, Lance suddenly shoved into him so they both fell onto the hard ground, Pidge long thrown near Hunk.
“It’s me and you again, huh?” You heave to Shiro, who barely glances at you, before he does a double take, when the Gladiators staff hits you, hard, at the side of your helmet, knocking it off and feet behind you,
You stumble back, raising your bayard in an attempt to shoot, but the Gladiator is quick to get another hit at your face, dropping you onto the floor with a shout.
You lift your head as the robot powers off, Allura stepping up from behind it with a clench of her jaw, “That combat simulator was set at a level for an Altean Child! You’re not even close to working as a team, let alone ready to face Zarkon!”
You sit up with a hand pressed to your throbbing eye, other eye narrowing at the princess hovering over you, “I expected more from you, Y/N. Focus,”
You clench your jaw and roll your eyes, waiting for her to walk away before taking Shiros extended hand, letting him raise you to your feet.
“AHOY young Paladins,” You settle in front of the table in front of you, eyes staring at the plate of green goo, “I’ve whipped up a big batch of focusing food,”
“Oh thank God,” Hunk looks over at your exhale, your hand raising to rub your sore face, “I just want to eat and sleep for a million light years,”
Coran grunts in excitement, pulling out a remote with a press of the button, electronic handcuffs clasping around your wrists so they immediately connected to one of Hunks wrists, the opposite locking with Lances, “What-?”
“I saw a lot of solid individual performances today, but you’re still struggling to work as a team. So welcome to the final bonding exercise of the day,” Coran smirks, “You will all feed one another,”
“I think we’re bonded enough,” You grumble, tugging your arm to the side so Hunks arm pulled with yours, and you frown at him, “Hunk, if you wanted to hold hands, you could’ve just said so,”
Cheeks flushed, Hunk glares at Coran, “Coran, I want you to think about what you’re doing,”
Coran shrugs, and you sigh, eyes fluttering shut. You lift your spoon, scooping at your green goo before holding it out to your boyfriend of a year, “Say ah,”
Your arm jerks when Lance pulls at your other arm, your eyes narrowing at the blue paladin in a glare. “What?” Lance huffs, waving his own spoon in your face, “I’m hungry!”
“Well I can’t multitask, McClain, wait your turn!”
“This is ridiculous!” Keith complains, Allura groaning,
“Do Earthlings ever stop complaining?”
“Cant you just give us a break?” You snap, Hunk frowning at the flinch you give from the movement of your black eye, “We’ve worked hard today,”
“You do not yell at the princess!” Coran snarls, Pidge tilting her head,
“Oh the princess of what? We’re the only ones out here and you’re no princess of ours-!” Pidge is cut short when green goo hits her in the face, your eyes looking from her to Allura to see that Allura had been the one to flick the goo, a moments pause before Keith stands up with his plate,
“Go loose, Pidge!”
You laugh out in a squeal as food goo is suddenly thrown in every direction, your arms still connected to two of your teammates covering your head in defense.
A short glance between one another, and everyone begins laughing, your arms dropping as the cuffs are suddenly released, “See!” Allura calls, “You’re bonding as a team!”
Your eyes shift over to Hunk, watching as his eyes gleamed and then looked to you. You smile, widely, his face almost instantly matching yours as you lift your hand for a high five.
