Hey! I'm the one who gave you my idea of lance being a piano prodigy and to answer your question, of course you can write it! Your writing is so good it would be a waste other wise!
Thank you so much <3
Original Prompt Here!
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Growing up Lance had always watched his grandmother play the piano. Whenever he stayed the night at her house she would play piano long past his bedtime.
Lance always found himself mesmerized with how her fingers glided across the ivory or how certain chords clashed together but never ruined the song.
Lance learned the basic of piano when he was around five years old and from there he learned more skills. Around the age of nine Lance found himself “performing” in front of his family almost every night.
When Lance turned twelve he started to perform in music festivals in and around his community. Lance loved it, he thrived off the attention and his family always came out to support him.
Lance became a master by the time he was thirteen. There was nothing Lance couldn’t play and his siblings requested songs nearly everyday.
Lance played piano for any reason. Someone was sad? Lance would play a happy song for them. Someone got their heart smashed? Lance would play an emotional song. No matter the what the person was going through Lance always had a song for them.
Lance’s favorite songs to play were songs that had lyrics to them. Lance would play and his siblings would sing, it was a perfect thing. It brought all of them closer and gave them something to do in order to bond.
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A few weeks after Lance joined the Garrison he realised how much music meant to him. He found his fingers playing notes along his thighs throughout his classes. He found himself humming the songs he used to play every night with his siblings. He could still hear the chords and see the music notes whenever he laid his head down to go to bed.
It made Lance homesick and he found himself calling his family more at night time just to see if it would help fill the gap that was left when he left home.
Nobody knew about Lance’s talent, not even his friend Hunk. Lance didn’t tell them because it wasn’t important. After all how can paino help Lance pilot an aircraft?
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The longer Lance was in team Voltron, the more he missed the instrument that grounded him. Missing this instrument resulted in Lance missing his family which resulted in him being homesick. He couldn’t avoid it, it consumed him whenever Lance was left alone or everyone was silent.
Lance would find himself playing the notes along his leg or on the arm of the chair in Blue. He would hum during missions and whenever he was in the shower. Lance would also walk on nights he couldn’t sleep. The nights where he would wake up with his family’s name on his tongue. The nights where he would give anything to be home.
Lance was in a new part of the castle, he was slowly exploring the castle on his midnight walks. It was a long hallway that was lit up by lights scattered along the floor. There weren’t many doors but everytime Lance encountered one he would open it and pear inside. It was around 3 in the morning and Lance opened a door and stuck his head inside. The room was dark but as Lance walked into the room anyways, lights turned on one by one illuminating the room and revealing the objects in the room.
Lance nearly cried when he saw what was in the middle of the room. It looked just like a grand piano, just slightly different shape. Lance slowly approached the piano, his heart beating louder every time step he took. He reached out and brushed his fingers against the smooth material and cleaned off the seat that had collected dust from not being used. He opened the lid and stretched his finger over the keys. After a few moments of making sure he was awake he began to play.
Lance was shocked, he couldn’t believe it. It sounded just like a normal piano. It sounded just like living room on a normal night or right after school when he practiced the most. His fingers flew over the keys with ease and Lance played a little bit louder. He wasn’t sure how long he was playing or when he started to cry but Lance ignored his new audience that slowly filtered into the room.
He snuck a glance at is friends who were watching from the doorway. The only way to describe their faces was utter shock. Keith’s and Shiro’s mouths were hung open, Hunk had a small smile and Pidge was rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Allura and Coran were mumbling about the memories that they each had in this room.
Lance closed his eyes and imagined his family sitting around him and singing with him. Yet when he opened them he was met by people that weren’t his family. Lance shook his head and stopped playing, he lowered his hands and looked at his team that had grown to be his new family. Sure he still had his blood family but who were to say that he couldn’t have two families.
Lance took into everyone expression, wiped his tears and broke into a huge smile, “what did I surprise you all?”
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I love this idea so much tbh
Thank you for letting me write this! I hope I did it justice!!!!!
I hope you like it!!!
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