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100 Reasons Why - Chapter 13

13

Date: What’s it matter? We found Shiro.

A hero does good for good.  Not Glory.

Yup.  We found him.  And I’m pretty sure I’m excited.

Probably.

I think.

#13 - Allura’s happiness

[kenziiithegeek]

A dumb excuse for whump

Keith and Shiro were engaging in a sparring session, working on dodging tactics. Shiro was fast but Keith could dodge easily for him being smaller and more sleek. Sheewo, not realizing it, accidentally activated his mechanical arm and punched Keef in the chest. Shiro didn’t realize what he was doing until he heard the hissed profanity of his best friend. Keith was launched backward and landed on his ass on the floor, he was wearing his armor, but he must have a pretty nasty bruise. “K-Keith?! I’m so sorry, I di-didn’t mean to-“, Shiro is cut off by Keith sighing heavily. “It’s fine, but i’m going to have to sit out training for a while... thanks....”. Keith didn’t look that pleased with his predicament. “Why don’t you go help Pidge or play with the mice or something?”. “Ok?” Shiro said, that was a bit scary.

Pidge and Hunk were working on a new invention, it was a tiny mouse house for the mice. Shiro had walked in to check on them. “Shiro! Just who we needed! Can you hand me the wrench?” Hunk exclaims. “Uhh, sure?” Shiro says, he quickly hands Hunk the wrench. Hunk screws in a loose bolt, then Pidge notices that there is a unnecessary rise of plastic in the house, “Shiro, can you get me the scalpel?” She says. Shiro gets the scalpel, but Chulatt runs right in front of his feet. Shiro has a mini heart attack and falls over, Hunk and Pidge are able to escape in time, but the scalpel stabs right through the almost finished house. Shiro jumps back, he rises his hands as if begging for forgiveness. Pidge looks absolutely enraged and at the same time looks like a gamer being defeated by a noob. Chulatt senses the anger and runs off. Hunk gives the house a sad look. “You know... we worked on that for 9 days... 9 DAYS YOU ASSHOLE!” Pidge screams, “Pidgeon, chill!” Hunk says. “And while she’s raging Shiro, could you please leave?”. Shiro looks very hurt, “Ok?...”. “Now, why did you go off on Chulatt like that?!”, Hunk questions. “HE MADE OUR STUPID LEADER YEET HIMSELF INTO THE TABLE AND STAB IT!!!! Dumb rat...” Pidge screeches. Pidge didn’t know that Shiro heard only the words, “Now why did you go off... OUR STUPID LEADER... INTO THE TABLE...”.

Allura and Coran were cleaning out the pods, Shiro sauntered in and was immediately greeted with, “Ah ha! There he is Princess!”. “Greetings my friend, we were just getting prepared to place Keith in a pod, he should be out in about 15 ticks. He was getting very impatient and seemed a little concerned about something...” Allura says. “Ok...” Shiro says, and without warning, walks off. “Huh, is he alright?” Keith is leaning against one of the pods. “I don’t know Keith... is he?” Coran questions.

Shiro tried to go see what Lance was doing, but this time, Lance actually told him directly, “Nah, it’s fine bro, I heard that the blues were coming off of you from Mullet head, I don’t want to make you feel any more stressed than you already are... ok?”. Shiro was getting very teary-eyed now, “O-ok...” Shiro says with a crack to his voice. He stalks out of the room, holding the tears until he gets in his room. Which he locks himself in and begins to burrow himself under the blankets, curls up into a ball, and starts letting the tears flow.

“Has anyone seen Shiro yet?”, Lance questions, he is sitting right beside where Shiro usually sits. “He’s probably resting, he looked pretty tired earlier” Says Pidge. “I’m going to go check on him” Hunk plactates.

Hunk goes up to the door, and the squeaking becomes a bit louder, but Hunk hears sniffling all between it. “Buddy?” Hunk murmurs, opening the door. The sound hits him fully, sobbing, wet with tears. “Shiro!... Shiro... what’s wrong...?”. Shiro looks up from his cocoon of blankets, his face wet. “Hey... what’s wrong?” Hunk says, Shiro whimpers and crawls into Hunks lap, his face burrowing into Hunks chest. Hunk runs a gentle hand through Shiro’s hair, “Ok... what’s wrong?...” Hunk plactates. “E-every-everyone s-seems t-t-to w-want me t-to g-go a-a-away... I-i was t-trying m-m-my b-best n-not t-to r-ruin your d-days but-“ Shiro is shushed by a finger to his lips. “Shh... it’s okay, let it out... we didn’t think you ruined our days, Keith told me he was only disappointed and didn’t mean to snap at you, Pidge was working on the house for nine days, she was just angry at Chulatt because he ruined her creation by startling you, Allura and Coran were actually trying to ask if you could help with feeding Kaltenecker, they didn’t know you were so stressed, and Lance was trying not to make you feel any worse, he wasn’t dismissing you because you were about to “ruin” his day...” Hunk soothes Shiro when he starts sobbing again. “I-it d-doesn’t matter, i-i was the c-cause i-i-in this a-all...” Shiro tries to squirm away from his teammates grip, but Hunk pets his hair to comfort him. “Hon, do you want me to tell you what we feel? Your an amazing leader and a very good friend, you help us when things get screwy around here, you’re also the best person to be around and despite you being quiet, your always giving us orders so we don’t die...”.

Shiro snorts after the speech from his friend, “Tch... why d-did A-Allura e-even c-c-choose me? I-I’m b-broken...”. “N-no your not!” Hunk is being brought to tears too by his heart aching for the Black Paladin. “Y-your always in control, even when your scared, and you always protect us. Remember that space tornado we had? It was you who carried Pidge down to the basement when she was scared and who ran through the halls checking if everyone was down in the basement. You even ran when the tornado broke a window and stabbed you in the neck with it. We were all very worried when you collapsed down the stairs, but you... while very slurred... comforted us while Coran tried to remove the glass from your neck...” Hunks voice is shaking, but he managed to hide it to keep Shiro from thinking he made Hunk cry. The speech still makes Shiro hiccup and cry even harder, Hunk hugs him even closer and whispers into Shiro’s hair. “Shhh... we all love you, and we would never purposely try to make you cry...” Hunk rubs Shiro’s back and he notices Pidge in the doorway. She looks saddened by her friends crying and at the same time Hunk can see the barest hint of a tear on her cheek.

Hunk smiles at her and feels Shiro start to calm down in his arms. “Thank you...” Shiro says, breathless from all the crying. Hunk simply just closes his eyes and gives a toothy grin. “STUPID RAT!” Comes the yelled exclamation from the doorway. Pidge was knocked down by the Plachu.

Bonus chapter:

Shiro yeeted himself inside his lion.

[futurepurplepaladin]

Fire

Anonymous: “19+24+5 for lance comforting an s/o who's been through some shit”

Hopefully this kinda matches- kinda went with something random lol

Warning: Nightmares? Fire? No cuss words-pretty clean

Didn’t read this over, so sry if it’s crap

Y/n- your name

(Sorry, May have female pronouns- didn’t read it over!)

Words- 890

Fire. That’s all you see.

Everything in flames,a vibrant shade of orange taking over the night sky. all the village houses of the friendly aliens you had just meet, going up in smoke like a bonfire.

The smell of ash and something that smells sickly like flesh fueled the air, burning your nose as you fight you way to save anybody, anyone, from the horrible mess you’ve made.

You’re running, but not fast enough. It feels like your legs are trying to tread water, because your not moving. Your tuck in one spot, forced to watch everyone be burned to ash. Your screaming, but you can’t even hear yourself over the flames, so you scream louder as you feel yourself give in to the flames coming to consume you. You feel the flames lick your arm, and a far off voice asking you to ‘please wake up y/n, I’m here, wake up-“

You woke up, your hair sticking to your forehead like glue, feeling a prickling cold all over your body.

The shock of waking up in your room startled you. You thrash in your bed sheets, hearing the voice more clearing now.

“Are you okay?” You look into the blue eyes of the Cuban boy in front of you, his eyes full of worry as he crouched over you with his hand boldly firmly into your arm

“I-where-what’s going?” You ask, still confused, looking around trying to find the burning village in the dark room.

“Y/n, you had a nightmare. You were screaming, and screaming for something to stop… what happened? Are you hurt?” Lance let go of your arm gently, and sat on your bed.

“Are you okay?”

A wave of embarrassment took over you. You and Lance were the best of friends, growing close after he became of Paladin of Voltron and dragging you on his adventures, which made you grow to like him more than just a friend.

“ Yeah, I’m fine, I just-“ you look into his blue eyes again, and rack your fingers into your hair trying find the right words. “I just- I don’t know, I’ve been having these dreams-nightmares-“

He asked again, more urgently this time, like he needed your answer like air.

“Are you okay?”

You took a deep breath, trying to keep your emotions at bay. The fact that everything died, real or not, and it was because of you feeled you with such extreme guilt that you just couldn’t describe. It’s always the same every night- flames, death, and waking up in dried tears and sweat not knowing where you were. You were tired of it, but how could you fix it? Everyone was dealing with their own crap-they didn’t need you complaining about some nightmares to worry them more.

Your feeling betray you as you feel a couple tears escape your eyes.

Lance instantly sees this, and wraps you in a hug.

You grab the back of shirt, holding on like your life deepened on it, as wave after wave of tears came, filled with frustration, fear, guilt, and the tiredness of sleepless nights.

How can you sleep when the night was blazed up like daylight every time you slept?

“I’m not okay, I’m not okay Lance,” you gasped between sobs.

“It hurts-I can’t stop it- there’s fire, everywhere, and everyone’s running, and I can’t save anyone, I’m just stuck, and it’s my fault- all my fault- every night-“ You feel a wave of tears come again, and you let them leave freely.

Lance throbs for the girl he’s hugging close to his chest. He knows what it’s like to not sleep.

He was having his own round of nightmares when he heard you screaming in the next room. His nightmares where filled with water, angry whirlpools destroying everything, and your voice screaming, “Stop please! Please, I can’t take this- STOP IT PLEASE!” You screaming woke him up, because no matter how much he tried to deny it, he feel for you, fast and hard.

So, watching you thrash in your sleep, filled with a torment he wouldn’t even wish on any of his enemies, makes his heart fill with pains like someone stabbing him with needles.

“It’s okay, Im here now, your safe now.” Lance brushed your hair, using all he’s learned soothing his little brothers and sisters into helping you.

Your grip on his shirt, lessens as you feel sleep try to take over your body, but fight it because everytime you close your eyes, all you see is orange.

Fire burns brighter in the dark.

“Lance, please don’t leave me alone,” you whisper into his neck.

Your voice send shivers down his spine, and his heart skips a bit.

“Ah- y-yeah sure,” he whispers nervously.

“ you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” you let go of Lance.

The heat from your body leaves his chest, and he misses the feeling.

“No, I do-this could actually help me to….” He rubs his neck, feeling embarrassed to almost admit it.

“Nightmares?” You ask, knowing to well the feeling.

He nods softly.

You give him a gentle smile, and lay down on your pillow. You pat the space right next to you, and he gratefully lays down as you wrap an arm around him, and you feel sleep take over you.

You don’t fight it.

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