#pinning lance

[jemaherin]

Catching feelings 🙊🙈

When you realize you're in love with your rival/leader/friend

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[madeofstardust17]

Coffee and perfection

Thought I should get this posted since it's been lying on my documents forever.

Lance/Pidge

Rating: T for Pidge trying (and failing) to be sexy

Summery: 21 year old Pidge gets drunk and Lance being a good friend, decides to take her home. He should not be suffering like this.

Enjoy!

...

Pidge was drunk. 

Katie Holt, genius, former green paladin of Voltron, universally famous tech expert, was drunk out of her mind, chatting with a guy whose name was probably Chad or John by the bar. 

Lance watched her, trying not to sulk as he nursed his half-drank glass of whiskey in a table in the other corner of the bar. 

He scowled when she giggled at something mr. perfect told her and slapped his arm playfully but rather clumsily. 

But when he placed his hand on her calf, leaning closer to her, he got up, his blood roaring in his ears. 

He barely registered walking over to them, but one second he was too far away and the next he had a hand on her shoulder, putting on a smile that came out looking more like a grimace. 

Pidge looked up and smiled lazily when she saw him. 

“Hey Lance” she said, her speech a little slurred. The moment she opened her mouth, Lance could smell the alcohol as if she wear breathing on his face. 

“You’re drunk, Pidge” he told her, and she looked at him like “duh”

He turned to the guy 

“I’m sorry, but I’m taking her home” 

He suspected that from his tone, the guy could tell he really wasn’t 

“Wait a moment” the guy complained “how do I know she’ll get back safely with you?”

Dammit, he was a nice guy. Lance hated it when they were nice guys. 

“I’m her best friend” 

And when the man looked skeptical, he tapped Pidge’s shoulder, she looked up

“Pidge, who am I?”

She grinned lazily at him, and he ordered himself not to dwell on how his heart skipped a beat when she looked at him with those honey-colored eyes 

“You’re Lance, my bff” she giggled, and the continued in a singsong voice “Lance Lance, Lancey-Lance, my sharpshooter”

Lance looked at the guy, pretending his cheeks weren’t turning red.

The guy, obviously annoyed Lance had ruined his fun, scowled and turned away, draining the last of his drink. 

Without further ado, Lance grabbed the girl’s arm and slung it over his shoulders, helping her stand up. 

Even with his help, her knees wobbled, and her black high heels shook, threatening to make her fall.

“Goodbye Jack!” She called, shouting louder than necessary.

Close enough, Lance though with a wry smile. 

Miraculously, he managed to get her inside his car without too much trouble. 

They reached Pidge small apartment not too long after, and lance found Pidge with her eyes closed and leaning against the window when he parked. 

“Pidge” he said. When she only grunted, he shook her shoulder. She slapped his hand clumsily and glared at him. 

He stifled a laugh and said 

“You’re home” 

She hummed and said no more.

Rolling his eyes, he got out of the car and opened her door, smirking when she almost fell sideways but managed to right herself before she could. 

She glared at him, hurt and feeling betrayed, but when he only raised an eyebrow at her, she pouted and rested her head against the back of her seat and whimpered. 

“Oh my god” he said exasperated as he leaned down. 

Placing an arm beneath her legs and another one around her shoulder, he scooped her up into his arms. 

“You’re a pain in my ass. You know that, Holt?”

She merely hummed, surrounded his neck with her arms and rested her head on his shoulders. 

Suddenly he felt uncomfortably hot, and he felt a flush creep up his neck.

Grumbling, he climbed the steps that led to her apartment, and they hadn’t even reached her door when she spoke 

“Since when do you call me Holt?” She said, not bothering to open her eyes 

“Since when do you let me carry you?”

“Fair ‘nough”

Smiling, she rest her head again in his shoulder and said no more. 

Cursing the gods that had made his best friend so cute, he struggled to open the door that led into her nice but modest apartment. 

He closed the door with his foot, walked over to where her bedroom was and lay her down on her bed. 

She hummed happily and spread her arms and legs as if she were making a snow angel, giggling like a child. 

She looked at him, a funny look in her eyes 

“Wanna lay down here with me?” She said, with another small giggle that was so not Pidge.

I’d love to.

“I’d rather not, thanks ” he said instead, looking in her closet for clean pijamas. 

She laughed, a sound that made his hair stand on end as she sat up, bouncing a little on the mattress. 

“Come on”

She stood up on wobbly legs and naked feet, walking over to him. 

She ran a hand down his arm, and the place her fingers touch burned like fire. 

“Let’s have fun” she purred as she leaned closer. 

He could feel her hot breath on his neck now, as well as the violent flush that was creeping up his neck once again. 

“You’re drunk” he said, mostly to himself “you need to sleep”

But he quickly closed his mouth and eyes as she pressed her lips into his jawline. A whimper he refused to let out caught on his throat. This was torture, this was pure evil.

He imagined Shiro’s voice in his head, saying “patience yields focus” over and over again, trying to ignore Pidge’s lips making her way up, almost to the corner of his mouth.

Without thinking he lowered his face, and their lips met briefly, before Lance stepped away in pure panic.

“This is wrong” he said. Pidge looked sad, disappointed even.

“I thought… don’t you want…?” She looked at a loss for words as tears filled her eyes.

God, no, please don’t cry, Kate. He looked at the girl helplessly

“It’s not that I don’t want this, Katie” Lance said, almost in a whisper, surrounding her with his arms.

“It’s that I don’t want to feel like I’m taking advantage of you”

Pidge didn’t respond, but nodded, her eyes shut as her arms sneaked around his back and she leaned into him

“It’s spinning” she mumbled “the room” panic flared inside him

“Are you gonna be sick?”

She shook her head, so as gently as he could, he scooped her up again, and walked back to the bed. 

She didn't say anything as he lowered her into it, right until he made to walk away. 

She grabbed his arm

“Where you going?” She mumbled, already half asleep

“To get you some clean clothes” he wrinkled his nose “you reek of alcohol” 

“Asshole” she sounded more awake now, more like her normal self

“Gremlin” He shot back, grabbing the clothes he had discarded on the floor before. 

She asked him to get the zipper of her dress down, and he complied, trying very hard not to stare at her freckled back. 

Lord, give him strength. 

She finally took the dress off and put her pajama pants on, but when she tried to put on the t-shirt, it didn’t go as well. 

“Lance” she whimpered “help”

Lance, who had been standing with his front to the wall turned and found Pidge trapped. She had tried to fit her head into one of her sleeves and was now stuck. 

Rolling his eyes with a small smile and trying very hard not to laugh, he walked up to her as she struggled

“I can’t see!” She cried, and he pursed his lips to hold the laughter that was begging to burst out of him

“Okay just… hold on” 

He managed to get her head out of hole and into the right one. 

When she saw him she smiled 

“There you are”

“There I am” he grinned. She leaned forward and kissed his nose (although she was off balance and she ended up mostly kissing his upper lip) before getting up and stumbling over to the bathroom. 

Lance stood frozen for a few seconds, blinking rapidly as his cheeks reddened. 

He could hear the girl brushing her teeth as she mumbled something to herself.

“She’s drunk” he muttered “she doesn’t know what she’s doing. She is drunk”

“I’m not that drunk you know” Pidge shouted from the bathroom “I’ve been drunker than this before”

“Did you just say ‘drunker’?” He grinned. The only response he got was a snort.

Rubbing his face, he went to the kitchen and grabbed a painkiller along with a glass of water before returning to the bedroom, where Pidge was already crawling underneath the covers. 

“Alright” He said, leaving the painkiller and glass of water in the nightstand “you need to sleep this off, so I’m leaving this here, and I’ll go sleep on the couch. ‘Night, Pidgeon” he went to leave, but she grabbed his wrist. 

Trying very hard to fill himself with determination, he took a deep breath and looked at the girl. 

She raised her arms towards him, her hair messy and her eyes shining, her cheeks pink 

“Hold me?”

He clicked his tongue and looked elsewhere, looking for something to give him the courage to say no. 

“I-“

“Please? I don’t want to sleep alone” he made the mistake of looking at her, and the puppy eyes that looked back were stronger than him. 

His poor heart never stood a chance. 

“Fine” he sighed, resigning himself to his fate.

He crawled into the covers next to her and wrapped his arms around her thin frame. 

She smiled, humming in delight as she snuggled closer, burying her face on his chest.

“Thank you, Lance” she said, her speech slurred again. 

“Goodnight, Pidge” He said, feeling the pull of sleep already. 

…

Lance woke up to soft breathing and a warm petite body pressed against his. 

He raised his hand and found soft hair, which explained the sweet smell of what he thought might be green tea shampoo. 

Katie. His brain supplied. 

He was sleeping next to Katie Holt. He was cuddling with Pidge. 

He opened his eyes, and there she was, her face completely relaxed as she dreamt on, her hair a mess and her pajamas rumpled.

Lance thought she had never looked so beautiful. 

She was going to wake soon, he thought. She was going to wake up and freak out, but when he tried to sit up to make breakfast for the girl who was surely nursing a terrible hangover, she grabbed onto the shirt he had been wearing the previous night, frowning slightly. 

Oh well. A small voice in his mind said Better enjoy the peace while it lasts. 

So he fell back down and embraced her again, pleasantly dozing for what he thought it might have been half an hour, before the 21 year old beside him started to stir, groaning and burying her face in his chest to escape the light seeping through the window. 

“Yeah, Sorry about that” he said “I forgot to pull the curtains close last night”

The moment he started speaking she tensed, frozen on the spot. 

“Lance?” Her voice was hoarse and small, as if she were wishing he was product of her imagination. Her hope was lost when she looked up and found him staring at her, half amused, half concerned.

“Well, hello there, Pidgeon. Sleep well?” 

She sat up, looked at him, looked at her lap and then straight forward.

“I’m not doing this right now” and with this, she got up, wobbled her first few steps and entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her. 

That’s fair. He thought as he rubbed his eyes and got up to make coffee. 

When he came back with a steaming cup of black coffee for Pidge, he found her sitting on her bed, drinking the glass he had left on her nightstand the night before. 

When she was done, he sat next to her, keeping his distance, and handed her the mug without a word. 

With a grunt he took for a thanks, she took the coffee, put the painkiller in her mouth and took two large gulps of the steaming drink. 

After a few minutes in which she finished her coffee and the color returned to her face, she looked at him with a grimace. 

“How many stupid things did I do last night?” She asked 

“That depends, how much do you remember?”

The glare she gave him should not have been cute, but somehow it was.

“Lance” her tone gave a warning, but it was also pleading. 

“Nothing too embarrassing” he assured her. 

“Well I remember trying to kiss you, and that counts as embarrassing” she said, taking the last sip from her coffee. 

“It’s fine, Kate. I don’t mind” 

The nickname seemed to anger her, because her cheeks turned red, and there was fire in her eyes as she said 

“But I do mind, Lance. I-” she stopped herself “you turned me down” it wasn’t an accusation, or a resigned comment, it was just a fact.

The words slipped from her lips before she could stopped them, and her ears turned bright crimson as she stood up and turned to the bathroom 

“Excuse me”

“Katie, wait” he followed her, but she shut the door in front of him.

“But I didn’t want to, Kate. I really didn’t” he pressed his forehead against the door, suddenly feeling very, very tired. 

The door opened, and he had a moment of panic as he struggled to regain his balance. 

Pidge stood there, her hair still a mess, her pajamas rumpled and looking like a fallen angel in Lance’s eyes.

“You… didn’t?” 

There was confusion in her eyes, as well as distrust, and maybe... a bit of hope?

He dared take a step forwards, so that their were a mere foot from each other. 

“I told you, but I’m not sure you remember” 

She shook her head. He sighed and scratched the back of his neck, not sure how to say what he wanted her to know. 

“I turned you down” he said slowly, swallowing hard “because you were drunk, and I didn’t want you to think I was taking advantage of you” 

She said nothing, and Lance couldn’t bear the silence.

“I’ve been wanting to ask you out for a while now, but I never knew if you were interested, and I didn’t want to make things weird, and yesterday you caught completely off guard -you looked stunning, by the way, it was so not fair and now-” he stopped suddenly, looking at her with a mixture of confusion, exasperation and amusement. 

“Your laughing at me” he said, but her laughs were contagious and he was soon smiling 

“Don’t laugh at me, I just poured my heart out to you” but a moment later he was laughing too. 

“I’m sorry” she said between laughs, trying to stop, clutching her ribs.

“It’s just so ridiculous” she continued to laugh, tears in the corner of her eyes. 

“You know, of all the ways I expected you to react” he said, finally calming down “I didn’t think this would be an option”

“Yeah well” she said, breathing deeply to stop another wave of laughter 

“You always knew how to make me laugh” she giggled once more before falling silent.

He grinned at her, a pleasant warmth rising to his chest as he reached out a grabbed her hand. 

“Soooo, does this mean I get to take you out?” 

She hummed in thought 

“As long as you don’t take me out for drinks. I’ve had enough of alcohol for a while” 

“Shame. I liked drunk Pidge”

“Asshole” She swatted his arm, but she was still smiling.

He leaned forward, his heart in his throat, and waited for a second, telling her without words that she could back away if she wanted. 

Instead, she stepped forwards, and her lips met his. 

He pulled away, leaving her dazed

“I’ve been waiting so long to do that” he said, grinning 

“What were you waiting for?”

“I can’t remember” 

And with that, he kissed her again.

“Now” she said, breaking away first. It took him a moment to open his eyes, which made her smile.

“Go get me some more coffee” she pushed towards the kitchen. 

“Yes, ma’am” with one last soft kiss, he went on his way, and she turned to the very inviting bed. 

She flopped down onto the mattress, hiding her smile and her flushed cheeks. 

Maybe getting drunk had been worth it.

She looked up after a few seconds though, frowning 

“Did I really say ‘drunker’?” She shouted.

“It was the highlight of my night” she heard Lance respond, his tone full of cheek.

Huffing, she flopped down again, hiding the violent flush in her cheeks, neck and ears.

Nope. Not worth it. 

As she lay on her bed waiting for the coffee, her phone buzzed in her nightstand. She extended her arm and patted the table until she found it. 

She rolled onto her back and looked at her messages. 

A screenshot of a local newspaper showed Lance half carrying her to a car. The headline wasn’t visible. Under the screenshot, Keith wrote 

Samurai: [Shiro’s having a heart attack over this]

Pidge snorted 

Gremlin: [He’s not that old]

Samurai: [What the hell happened?]

Gremlin: [I got drunk and Lance took me home] 

Samurai: [and…?]

Gremlin: [you're such a gossip]

Samurai: [so something DID happen]

Gremlin: [Shut up]

Samurai [he asked you out, didn’t he?]

Gremlin: [...maybe] 

Samurai: [I fucking knew it. Shiro’s gonna freak] 

Gremlin: [you're a terrible friend] 

Samurai: [I know]

Pidge sighed and dropped the phone. At that moment lance entered the room with another cup of coffee.

“Who are you talking to?”

“Keith and Shiro know”

Lance frowned as he sat down and handed her the mug

“How?”

“Yesterday some paparazzi saw us leaving the bar. Shiro saw the headline, he sent it to Keith and I’ve just talked to Keith” 

Lance grabbed his phone 

Sharpshooter: [Keith you ass. Stop gossiping] 

Mullet: [never] 

Just then another text made Lance’s phone buzz

Spacedad: [you do know what will happen if you hurt our girl?]

Sharpshooter: [she’ll kick my ass] 

Spacedad: [good boy]

Lance sighed and dropped his phone. He gave Pidge a deadpan group 

“I hate our friends” 

She hummed as she dunked her coffee.

“No you don’t” 

“I should” he grumbled “they’re all jackasses”

“Except for Hunk” she corrected 

“Except for Hunk” he agreed

“They’re just worried about us” she said, reaching over and grabbing his hand “I thinks it’s sweet”

“Romance makes you soft” he noted 

“A little bit” she leaned forward and their lips met halfway.

She tasted like coffee. 

It was the image of perfection. 

...

Cheesy, I know. Comment if you like it please!

[randomgalaxy333]

But guys.... Wait.

What if on the way back to earth. Shiro talks to Lance about Adam??? 

Like Shiro is just ranting?? And then Adam slips out, and Lance is like

“OOO Tell me more”

So, Shiro tells Lance everything. About all the stuff that happened before Kerberos. 

After Shir gets done with his venting, Lance comforts him. Because that’s what Lance does! He comforts his family.

Anyways, there are tears, and then Lance is like

“Can I ask you something???”

Shiro is totally cool with it.

“Sure, you let me pour my heart out to you, so shoot.”

Then it’s Lance’s turn to launch into a rant, but he isn’t giving a name or pronouns. Shiro is listening intently. 

Then it all clicks.

Shiro figured it all out. Lance likes Keith.

How he figured it out is because Lance started anming all the aspects that makes up Keith’s personality, and everything that Keith had did over the seasons.

And then Lance tries to pull that ‘they probs don’t even like me anyways’ card. And Shiro is on that shit, because Keith has the BIGGEST GAY CRUSH on the boy with azure eyes and the one who sassed him at the garrison.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk

[sasuhinasno1fan]

A night with my Japanese class crush

Inspired by these prompts I found here. I love college/university aus, there the ones I tend to default to since I'm in college myself. College

Lance knocked on the door again, hoping someone would answer. This wasn’t happening. He was not locked out of his own dorm room because he forgot his keys in the room when he went to go grab dinner and study. Except, well, he was. He knew Hunk wasn’t there. His high school sweetheart went to a college a few hours from theirs and her extremely over protective brother wasn’t going to be on campus for the weekend. His other suitemates though, James Griffin and Lotor Daibazaal, the assholes, had to of gone out for the night. The most annoying thing was they all hung their keys up on hook by the door, so they knew he didn’t have his keys yet they still locked the door. He groaned, dropping on the door and sliding down to the floor. It was cold outside and he just wanted to go back into his room and put his fuzzy shark onesie on and drink hot chocolate and fall asleep listening to the new Alexander Jean CD he finally got.

Part of him wondered if he’d get in trouble for falling asleep in the dorms’ lounge but he knew the last time someone had done that, they woke up with dicks and curse words drawn on their face. Lance was not risking that. He tried to think, was anyone he knew on campus still awake? Allura? No, she had early morning practise, so she’d be asleep with her earbuds in and he didn’t really know he roommate too well. Adam? He was the RA for a whole other building and if he remembered correctly, his favourite TA was on duty tonight so he couldn’t have guests. Pidge? No to that too, they lived with their brother and Matt loved annoying him by flirting with him and he didn’t have the mental compacity to put up with him right then.

In his frustration, Lance picked up his Japanese text book and threw it down the hall, where it hit the door on the other side. He heard the door opening as he threw his face into his hands.

“What the hell? Lance?”

He looked up and froze when he saw the person at the end of the hall. Shit.

“Keith!” he cried, shooting up and stared the other male. “What, what are you doing here? I thought you lived in Montgomery.”

“I do, but my brother lives here and he’s busy and asked me to watch his cat.”

“Huh?” Cat? Pets weren’t allowed in the building? And what brother? And why was Keith even here?

Keith and Lance were in the same Japanese class. He had noticed him on their first day. There class was set up so the desks were in a circle and Keith was opposite Lance. the first thing he had noticed was his hair was a bit of a mullet but other than the tragic hairstyle, Keith was really good looking. Like drop dead gorgeous, with his dark eyes and obvious muscles. Back when the weather had been hotter, Keith came to class with his bangs clipped back and his hair tied into a messy bun and Lance felt his heart stop. No one should look that good. Didn’t help that he’d been in a tank top and it took everything in him not to get lost during the lesson because he kept staring at Keith. Whenever they stood next to each other when the teach would have them practise writing characters, Lance would control himself not to blush. God, literally last week, they were paired to do a practise conversation and Keith asked him if he was free on Saturday and Lance melted a little before remembering it was a practise conversation.

“What are you doing out here? And throwing your textbook out that hall?”

“Huh?” Lance realised Keith was talking to him. “I left my keys in my room by accident and even though my other roommates so my keys on the hook by the door, they still locked it.”

“I can call security for you?” Keith offered, holding out Lance’s textbook.

“Thanks, but Hunk used the suite’s free passes when he kept forgetting his keys, hence why we hang them up by the door now.”

“Oh. Are any of your roommates coming back?”

Lance shook his head. “Hunk’s gone to see his girlfriend for the weekend and I know my asshole roommates left for the night. Everyone else I know isn’t the best option to stay the night with.”

“Did you want to stay the night with me?”

“What?”

“My brother went to grab something from the student store and his therapy cat keeps meowing if he’s not in the room, so I’m keeping her occupied.” Keith explained.

“That’s what that noise was?” Lance said, thinking back to the times he was so sure he heard a cat meowing. Then he remembered something else. “Wait, the guy who carries the spaceship bag is your brother? I though he was a pre-vet student.”

“Shiro a pre-vet major? No, Shiro studying to be a teacher. He’ll be back soon and my roommate dropped out halfway through the semester so I’ve got a dingle. You can sleep on the extra bed and we can come back the next day to make sure your roommates are back.”

A whole night with Keith, alone? Lance would not make it through the night.

“I, I don’t have anything to wear. I needed a shower.” Lance tried to excuse.

“Most of Shiro’s hand-me-downs I use as pyjamas. I have extra towels too.”

Lance struggled to find another excuse. He didn’t want one because a whole night with Keith, yes please, but it was also Keith.

“Sure.” He agreed in the end.

“Cool, come on. we can wait in Shiro’s room till he gets back.”

Lance slowly followed Keith into the room, which he realised was one of the random singles on the floor. While one wall was taken mostly by a bed, the other had a large cat tree and a steady incline of perches, including a bridge that lead to the dresser. Tangled up in a teasing rope toy was a black cat, with a few patches of white.

“That’s Kuro, Shiro’s therapy cat.” Keith explained as he gently nudged her side, moving when she twisted in attempt to sink her claws into his foot.

“Oh. Ok. Medical issues?”

“Mostly. He has really bad anxiety after this accident he had. He’s much better than he was when he first got her but I guess you can say she’s overprotective. She doesn’t like having him out of her sight.”

“I see.”

The door opened and the guy Lance and Hunk were always so sure was a pre-vet student came in, unzipping his jacket. Most of his black hair was hidden by a beanie, but his white dyed fringe was still in his face.

“Oh, hello?”

“Shiro, this is Lance. He lives across the hall.”

Shiro’s grey eyes lit up with recognition. “Right. You live with Lotor right?”

“Unfortunately.” Lance said. It was no secret he didn’t like Lotor or James.

“Yeah, he makes it a habit to complain about me bringing Kuro to class.” Shiro said.

“I’m sure he does.”

“Lotor and his other roommate locked Lance out so he’s gonna spend the night with me.” Keith said, picking up his jacket from Shiro’s bed.

“Alright.” Shiro pulled out two bowls of instant ramen and gave whatever was left in the bag to Keith. “I’ll see you around Lance.”

“You too.” Lance said following Keith out the door and back into the cold air.

“Are you hungry?” Keith asked, his words slightly muffled with his scarf around his mouth.

“Um a little.” Lance admitted. “I can just grab something from the vending machine when we get to Montgomery.”

“No need, I have food in my room. I hope you don’t mind ramen.”

“Consists of most of my diet.” Lance admitted.

They soon reached the building and Keith tapped his student ID to the card reader, pulling the door open when it let out a beep. He led Lance up two flights of stairs and down the hall where a door covered in a Sherlock door poster hung, making the door look like the door for apartment 221B. According to the old marking on the door jam, it was actually room 221.

“Wow.”

“Yeah, I had gotten the poster for Christmas before I started college and when I saw what my room was, I knew I had to bring it.” Keith unlocked his door and let Lance walk in first before he followed him. one side of the room looked unoccupied while the other was obviously lived in. the bed was covered in red and black sheets, the blanket shoved near the end of the bed, almost covering the large hippo plush. The desk was pushed against the end of the bed and held a large monitor for the desk top computer. Most of the wall was covered in posters of different anime or space related. On the chest of the drawers, acrylic stands and figurines were spread out, picture frames placed in free spaces around them.

Lance dropped his things on the empty bed and glanced over at the pictures. There was one with Keith and an older guy. He almost looked like Shiro but Lance could tell that he resembled Keith more. Another picture held a woman in army fatigues who looked more like Keith. There was one with Shiro and Keith along with a dog, who looked like more fur than anything. He looked over at Keith as he dropped his jacket onto the chair, taking the bag to the microwave that sat on top of the mini fridge. He turned on the kettle sitting on top of it and pulled out the other bowls of ramen.

“You said you didn’t like beef ramen, right?” Lance looked confused, unsure how Keith even knew that. “You mentioned it in class one day, around the food section?”

He had mentioned that, but that had been during a practise conversation that Lance knew he hadn’t been paired with Keith for.

“Um yeah. Don’t really like the taste of it.”

“I have soy sauce udon, is that ok?” Lance nodded and watched Keith pull a container out from the fridge and put it in the microwave. He picked up a mug that seemed to hold all the cutlery Keith owned and held it out for Lance.

Lance smiled at the sight of Studio Ghibli themes chopsticks as he took the Kiki’s Delivery Service ones.

“I didn’t realise you were such an otaku Keith.”

“Have you seen my bookbag?”

He had. It was covered in pins from different animes and the bag itself was Kingdom Hearts themed. “I prefer my pins on an itabag.”

“Oh I have itabags, I just don’t use bags on campus except for my bookbag so there’s no point in bringing them.”

Lance couldn’t help but laugh. He was still nervous about staying the night in Keith’s dorm, especially with his crush on him but he was learning a lot about Keith. It was slowly becoming easier to relax around him. The microwave went off and Keith pulled out the container, a cloud of steam erupting when Keith opened it and offered it to Lance.

“Seafood dumplings. I was going to finish these tonight so feel free.”

“Is it ok?” Lance asked. With Keith’s nod, Lance picked one up between his chopsticks and took a small bite. “These are good.”

“There’s this kinda unknown dim sum place not far from here. It’s pretty good.”

“Sounds like fun. I should check it out.”

The kettle went off next and Keith went to fill the bowls with hot water, keeping the lids down with a chopstick each before sitting next to Lance on the bed. He took Lance’s chopsticks from his hands and used it to pick up his own dumpling.

And there went Lance’s blood pressure, shooting up at the thought of using the same utensils as Keith.

‘Congratulations Lance, you’ve become a complete child with a crush.’

“Were you studying Japanese?” Keith asked.

“Hmm?” Then Lance remembered it had been his Japanese textbook he threw at Shiro’s door. “Yeah. The kanji is really hard.”

“Yeah. I get confused with some of them. I’m not looking forward to when we have to start using them in our writing.”

“I’m still more worried about speaking part of it. When I get nervous, my mind starts switching Spanish and Japanese.”

“Oh yeah, I remember the midterm exam, the speaking portion. You recovered really well though. If you want, I can help you practise your speaking.” Keith offered.

“Oh, you don’t have to.”

“I want to.”

Lance couldn’t really answer after that. He wanted to. Keith didn’t have to but he wanted to.

“Sure. If it’s ok with you. Man, you are really doing a lot for me. Letting me stay the night, feeding me, helping me study.”

“I’m sure you can figure out some way to repay me.” Keith said, his voice sounding flirtatious, making Lance’s heart stop again.

‘He isn’t allowed to do this. I’m dying, why is he doing this?’

“You ok?”

“Yep, sure, totally fine.” Lance rushed out. Then Keith gave him this smile. God, he really wasn’t allowed to smile like that!

“Here, I think the ramen is ready.” Lance took his chopsticks back, and stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, trying to organize his thoughts. “Did you want to watch a movie?”

“Sure, you can choose.”

Keith handed Lance his bowl, which he started to dig into then woke his computer up. He put a DVD into the drive and skipped to the main menu.

“Ohh, Kingsman! I love that movie. The second one was really good.” Lance said as he saw the main menu.

“It’s one of my favourite ones. I remember Shiro saw it with his boyfriend and they said Eggsy had gotten married to a blonde chick and my mind went to Roxy.”

“I know, I watched it on the plane ride home but I was half asleep and the person next to me was watching it and was like ‘I can’t believe they shoved those two together! That was one of the stories good points, that Roxy and Eggsy were only best friends, never even hinted to be in a relationship. I was glad we were both wrong.”

“I know. But I guess it speaks to how Eggsy values relationships. He liked Roxy only as a friend and they stayed that way the whole time and even though he only wanted to have sex with the princess, he was able to hold a relationship with her, something he never wanted to risk, even for his job.”

“I kinda hope I can have a relationship like that.” Lance said.

“I’m sure you’ll have no problem.” Keith said, in that same flirtatious voice.

Oh god, Lance didn’t know if he was trying to say something. That was a tomorrow issue. For now, he was going to enjoy watching this movie and ramen with Keith.

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You’re looking right at him, Lance. (And it’s Mr. Red Lion). Catch me on twitter at https://twitter.com/Hunting_down_Me I have artwork (sometimes), mainly fiction

Anon, I swear I’m working on your fic prompt. I haven’t forgotten you!! It’s just been really chaotic but I am still working on your fic prompt (the team taking care of a baby one).

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klance mutual pining but both thinking they are not good enough for each other

My poor boys 

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Lance stared at the boy training in front of him. He was told to get Keith for dinner, easy job right? Wrong. Lance didn’t know he would walk in on Keith slashing through training bots, his body soaked in sweat making his muscle more prominent than usual. 

Lance was aware that he liked Keith, he knew since the Garrison. Lance never told anyone since having a crush on your rival is kinda cliche. Lance also never worried about his pathetic crush because when Keith got kicked out of the Garrison Lance never had to worry about it. The feelings started to die and Lance completely forgot about them. Until he saw Keith’s signature mullet that night they saved Shiro. Since then Lance was aware of his crush, yet again, and his feelings were rolling downhill to the L word. 

Lance continued to watch Keith from the doorway. He wanted to tell Keith about his feelings. He wanted Keith to know how he felt about him. He wanted Keith but he couldn’t have him. Keith was too good for Lance and Lance wasn’t good enough for Keith. Keith deserved someone that was an amazing pilot, someone that wasn’t homesick, someone who could keep up with him. Lance knew that wasn’t him. After all who would fall in love with Lance he was just the 7th wheel. 

“HEY MULLET!” Lance screamed from the doorway causing Keith to jump and looked at him, slight fear in his eyes. “Dinner time.” 

Keith gave Lance a thumbs up and walked over to grab his water. He turned around and saw Lance walking away. Keith was about to call out to him but stopped. There was no reason too and it wouldn’t be good for his poor heart. He could only take so much of Lance before he started to become tongue twisted and lost in his eyes. 

Keith had liked Lance since the Garrison. He didn’t even know why, he just became infatuated with Lance’s personality and horrible pick up lines. It tore his heart out when he left the Garrison and he couldn’t see Lance anymore. They didn’t even talk but Keith loved hearing his voice everyday. 

Keith’s feelings grew again when they became stuck on a castle in the middle of space. Keith acted like everything was cool but on the inside he was a pinning mess. Keith had gone to bed multiple times thinking about Lance, he had multiple dreams about him and Lance dating. He had gotten lost in Lance’s eyes more times than he could count and hearing his voice gave him shivers. 

The only person that knew about Keith crush was Shiro. Of course Shiro told Keith to tell Lance but how could Keith? How could Keith compare to the most amazing person in Keith’s life? Keith was nothing special and he was already deemed Lance’s rival. Even if Lance did like him, Keith wasn’t good enough for him. Lance was outgoing and a people person, Keith was the exact opposite.

So Keith did what he did best and kept his feelings a secret.  He didn’t want to risk Voltron over a dumb crush over a amazing guy. 

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Let them love each other!! 

Sorry this took so long!!!

I hope you like! 

Thank you! 

[bubleboobo]

Hello I wanted to send a little thing for triwizard tournament voltron au thing, (love it by the way) so I was thinking what if Rita skeeter (or whoever her equivalent would be) starts this whole star crossed lover thing about lance and Keith (for the drama and ratings and cause she was like wow okay so you're into each other right?) and so the schools are like ooooooh can't believe the two rivals are in looooOOoOooove

*you swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh*

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