Voltron sickfic (LANCE)
This is also from the amazingly talented @toosicktoocare prompts so credit goes to her for the idea
Shiro scrubs at his eyes and looks up front his spot on the floor.he knew for certain he hadn't started the night on his floor, but in his bed. Then the vibrations come again. They shake everything in his room and even knock a couple weapons off his desk. It felt like an earthquake, but there were not earthquakes in space, because there was no earth. He gets up and walks out of his room, stumbling into the doorway when the quakes pick up again. Pidge, Hunk, Keith, Coran, and Allura were all in various states of dress and looked about as confused as he did.
"What's going on here?" Allura asks. The paladins look at each other and brace themselves against the wall for the next quake.
"Its coming from down stairs," Pidge says. Shiro nods and leads the way to where they kept the lions. Getting down was much harder than anyone had expected. Every few seconds, the whole castle shook violently. When they eventually get all the way down, they're greeted by more chaos. Blue is jumping off walls and bouncing around the room, and the other lions, including Black were all crouched in various corners trying to stay out of her way. When Blue saw the paladins, she ran over, causing the entire ship to shudder under the stress of her weight, and knocks them all aside like she's looking for someone.
"Lance, your lion needs you," Shiro yells. No one says anything or moves. "Where's Lance?" He asks.
"He wasn't with us in the hallway," Hunk says rubbing the back of his neck. "I guess he's still asleep."
"How can anyone sleep through all this noise. I'm pretty sure Blue is gonna break through the ships walls any second now," Keith asks, frowning. Blue takes a moments break from her rampage and stares at Shiro, begging him to understand her plight.
"Somebody go get Lance," Shiro snaps. He hears Pidge scurry off to do as she way told.
A couple minutes later, Pidge is back with a sleepy Lance in tow. He's still rubbing sleep out of his eyes when he stands in front of Shiro.
"What's wrong with Blue?" He asks. It was like he didn't notice the chaos going on behind him.
"Take a look and see for yourself," Shiro says gesturing to Lance's hyperactive lion. Lance's eyes almost bug out of his head when he sees his lion bouncing around the lion's den. He coughs and puts an arm out to steady himself.
"Blue," he calls, voice breaking midway through. As soon as the word leaves his mouth, his lion is right in front if him, her large metal muzzle prodding him in the chest. She purrs in his mind and presses the concern she feels into his mind.
Everyone else noticed the change in Blue as soon as she realized Lance was there.
"Lance, are you okay? You look a little pale," Hunk says quietly from the back. Shiro takes a closer look at the younger paladin.
Shiro presses his hand to Lance's forehead and then moves it down to cup his neck.
"You're really warm," Shiro trails off. He thinks about how Blue had been acting and now Lance's fever. Maybe there was a link between the two.
"I think we should get you some medicine and put you back to bed, Lance. You're excused from training until you've been fever free for 24 hours," Shiro tells him, "Pidge, Hunk can you take him to bed. I'll be there shortly to get a number on that temperature." They both nod and leave the lion's den with Lance in tow. He turns back to Blue once the others are gone.
"Thanks for letting me know, girl. I'll take good care of him for you," Shiro says running a hand over her nose before following the rest up the steps.
Shiro knocks on Lance's door before walking in. He carries and old oral thermometer that he hands to Lance before pulling a stool up to the side of his bed. They sit in silence until the thermometer beeps. Shiro takes it and looks at the number. 101.7 degrees farenheit. Shiro hears Lance take a sudden breath and thinks he's about to say something, but when he looks up, Shiro sees Lance burying his face into cupped hands.
"Hih'SCHIew...ah'SchIEW...'kish'SHiEw...huh..'shIEW." Lance sniffles and rubs at his nose with a hand.
"Bless you," Shiro says handing Lance the box of tissues. Lance takes the box and blows his nose. Shiro can hear the congestion in the first blow. Lance finishes and coughs slightly.
"Take these, fever reducer and a decongestant. Try and get some more sleep, I'll be back in a little while to check on you," he says holding out a hand for the tissues. Lance clutches them to his chest.
"No....germs," he says, and even those two words sound painful and hoarse. He coughs after and Shiro shakes his head.
"I'll take my chances," he says and Lance hands them over, eyes already starting to close before Shiro even leaves the room.