“What, you don’t think I look like Patrick Swayze?”
Keith snickers. “Absolutely not. You are Jennifer Grey in this situation.”
“That’s a fair point. Nobody puts me in a corner,” replies Lance, nodding seriously, before his expression turns mischievous.
“So then...are you saying you want to call me Baby?”
Keith flushes red, but stands his ground as he leans in closer. “Are you saying you want me to?”
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15 Sep 2017
Shiro is sick and Lance is the only one who can look after him. If Shiro will let him, of course. Hopefully it's just a cold.
- Part 3 of Voltron: Legendary Cuddlers
In which Lance gives compliments (but not really), and Keith has lots of feelings but zero impulse control.
He has a mole on his neck, Lance notices right before he asks, “What made you want to join the garrison?”
There’s an ocean at the end of the universe, his superstitious auntie once told him. For everyone, apparently. Everyone finds their ocean, sooner or later.
Lance thinks he gets it. Gets why a notion like that would be passed down for generations. It’s- the thought is a little comforting, though vague as fuck.
Not to get deep about it, though, no. Letting his thoughts turn towards a subject this metaphysical is what got him into this mess.
Shiro blinks at him. Lance doesn’t blame him; he’s horrified at himself too. What karmic sins did he commit in past lives to bring this upon himself? To now, in the midst of a training session of all times, blurt: “Hey, guys? You ever think about soulmates and shit?”