Midnight Talks

Petra walked away in the small hallway of the spaceship, leaving Akira free to approach.
From where he was he could see Leandro’s legs behind the curtain that covered half of the bunk, only protected by an old blue blanket. He came closer, until his eyes met blue ones.
Leandro was supine on the hard mattress, his head resting on two big pillows that probably weren’t so soft and comfortable. His limbs and entire body lyed clearly tired, but looking perfectly fine. Even under his white t-shirt, where not so many hours earlier Akira had seen those biomechatronic parts explode and fall to pieces on the floor of the alley, his chest breathed so calmly now. “And still it seems so real.” Akira couldn’t stop himself from thinking.
«Hey.» Leandro had a firm but gentle expression on his face, probably trying to do his better to look calm.
«Hey.» Akira echoed, sitting on the bed’s edge.
They looked in eachother’s eyes for a few moments, then the Cuban smiled. «So… You didn’t tell me you were a Galtean.»
Akira chuckled; he knew Leandro enough to know this was his way to make his first step into the inevitable discussion. And even after all that happened, it was so reassuring to see that there was still something that he knew for sure.
«You didn’t tell me you were an android.» he answered with a smile.
«Yeah, for that one…» Leandro paused, making his gaze slide on the bunk walls, «I think I owe you a story.» he finished with a sigh.
Akira nodded, then he arranged himself right in front of the boy, with his legs crossed on the bed, taking advantage of the space Leandro was leaving spreading his legs and waiting for him to start.
Leandro took a long breath, and then spoke.
«It all begins with a song.»

So, uhm, yeah, I felt like writing too. (￣▽￣;)
(English is not my mother tongue, but I tried)

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Prompt: It’s few years after the show ended and it’s Allura Day. It’s morphed in a pretty large celebration over the years, and Lance is involved with the planning. This year is particularly hectic, and he’s late to the Paladin dinner. He and Keith end up kissing, Lance has a mild crisis, and then they have their first time together.

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It’s been years since they saved the universe, and Lance is… good. He’s good. He feels whole and steady once more. He has a job at the Garrison. And he no longer feel the ache in his chest where Allura once resided. Allura Day, however, has become an intergalactic celebration, and people from all over the universe flock to New Altea to celebrate. So every year, Lance helps Coran wade through the chaos of planning for a planet-wide celebration. 

This year, however, things are more hectic than ever, and Lance finds that he can barely focus, distracted by the simmering anticipation of seeing Keith again.

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He can’t wait to see his friends— his family— but there’s a lot of work to do before then. Allura Day has become an intergalactic holiday, and people from all over the universe flock to New Altea to celebrate it. It started out as a little banquet at the castle and has grown into a planet wide all-day festival.

Which unfortunately means a lot of planning, organizing, and diplomatic greetings as distinguished guests start to pour in. He and Coran spearhead the whole operation, but thankfully they have plenty of people to lean on. They’ve formed a whole committee for Allura Day, and volunteers all over the planet have been getting ready for guests for weeks.

Hunk is coming in soon to help set up the catering for at least the capitol. The Atlas won’t be that far behind. They’ve never had any trouble around Allura Day, but it definitely helps to have the diplomatic force of the Atlas hovering in their atmosphere.

Pidge won’t make it until the day before, running a tight schedule with all her experiments and newfound responsibilities. She’ll be bringing the entire Holt clan with her this time.

And Keith… it feels like betrayal to his best buddy in the whole wide universe to say it, but he’s looking forward to seeing Keith the most.

It’s been months since Keith last visited Earth, staying for a whole three weeks with Acxa on the McClain family farm. It had been… a dream, really. The chores around the farm were nothing with Keith at his side. Lazy afternoons and evenings filled with laughter and content companionship. They talked for hours about everything and nothing at all. They fell asleep on the couch because neither of them wanted to end the night and go to bed. And he’d be woken with Keith’s gentle hands nudging his shoulder and offering a cup of coffee.

Keith— formerly the stoic, bristly, grumpy, anti-social leader of Voltron— fit in perfectly with Lance’s family. He laughed. He smiled.

Beautiful violet eyes crinkled at the corners. A cocky smirk, lopsided and playful. The way he always lightly bumps into Lance as they walk. How Lance feels just as comfortable in silence as he does in conversation, which is still so strange to comprehend.

He’ll admit that during that stay, they were attached at the hip. And he’ll admit that they’ve talked a lot since then. Daily. Every morning he looks forward to seeing a message waiting for him, and falling asleep on call has become more and more common.

Keith is just— he’s just— he’s important, okay? He’s important to the universe, and to their little space family, but he’s important to Lance, too.

Who would have guessed that his once-rival would have become one of his best friends?

He just does… things to Lance’s stomach and his sanity.

Seriously, how is it possible to feel sick and elated all at once? To be both tongue-tied and unable to stoprambling.

But Keith has always done funny things to him. Has always made him feel just a little off balance. Has always made him act out in impulsive ways without quite thinking. Has always made his chest a little tight and his head a little light.

It’s just… Keith things.

“Ah-ha!” He says as the conference room doors slide open, spotting his bright orange, Garrison issued phone sitting on the table. He swipes it up, thumbing through the notifications on his screen.

A few from Hunk. Couple from Shay about the ETA of the Balmera. A few fucking dozen from foreign dignitaries and other groups. Not to mention the group chat him and Coran created to keep the wormhole network and shuttle ships in the same loop has blown up.

But—

A single message catches his eye. One that makes his chest tighten and his head feel light. Just… you know. Keith things.

Keith: Can’t wait to see you :)

His stomach does a full on tumble, knotting itself up so tight that Lance wraps an arm around it, wondering if his morning breakfast is hitting him wrong. Sometimes alien cuisine just doesn’t sit right.

There’s an ache in his cheeks as he types out a reply.

Lance: Same to you, Samurai

Lance’s heart beats quick as he leaves the conference room, making his blood run hot beneath his flushed skin. Making him dizzy and his legs shaky as he hurries down the halls of the castle. He has a million and ten things to do before Allura Day, and yet his mind keeps turning back to Keith. About how he can’t wait to show him how well his sword training has been going and about how good it’s going to feel to be wrapped up in those strong arms once more, held tight to a firm chest and yet with a gentle sort of reverence that makes Keith’s hugs special.

You know. Just. Keith things.

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Oh, just take it easy
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All our friends are leaving
And we ain’t got no where to go
Caught up in the afterglow

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My systems are critical
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I’m just out here wishing that you would say
Don’t be afraid, no

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Prompt:A klance story that takes place in a dnd-type setting, not playing dnd and not thunderpike, but a fantasy setting that’s vaguely dnd inspired. Lance stays at an inn after adventuring solo and nearly dying. He asks Keith to spend the night with him.

In an attempt to simply be around people, he seeks out a nearby town and a local inn. Hopefully he can find a hot meal, a soft bed, and company for the night.

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He sits at the end of a long table, far from the center of the crowd. Shrugging off his bag, he tucks it beneath the table, hooking his legs over it to keep it safe. Now that he’s alone, he has to be more careful about his belongings. It’s strange, as is observing the main thoroughfare from the sidelines. To sit in a quieter corner and watch as adventuring parties gather and chat all around him.

But he doesn’t let himself dwell on it. No, not anymore. He shakes his head, tearing his gaze from the nostalgic sight of a man half standing on a table while telling his tale— and instead he lets his gaze roam the waitstaff.

The red-haired woman is gone, but there are others. A pale elven woman with light blonde hair tied back in two long ponytails. A curvy woman with beautiful vitiligo skin and twin blond braids, a sharp look in her eyes and a cunning smile. A man with shaggy white hair sticking out from his hat, lidded eyes and an easy smile.

They’re all handsome in their own right. Any one of them would no doubt make a beautiful companion for the evening. His gaze lingers on the woman with vitiligo skin. The cut of her bodice is low, giving a suggestive view of her cleavage. Her touches teasingly linger on customers, and she winks when they catch her eye.

She’s beautiful, playful, and flirtatious. Her laugh rings out over the crowded room, and it’s absolutely captivating. Her coyness is charming, even from a distance, and she carries herself with a confidence that Lance can’t deny that he’s attracted to. He has no doubt that she would take him up on his offer, but…

At the thought of taking her back to his room, of sleeping together and sharing in her nearness… it leaves a strange hollow pit in his stomach. One that tightens and churns.

It fuels that ache in his chest and tastes like disappointment on his tongue.

While he knows that she would sleep with him, he doubts she would stay the night—

He’s startled from his thoughts by a shadow in his peripheral and the unceremonious clatter of a bowl onto the table in front of him. He jumps, hand already halfway to his bow before he registers the stew sitting before him. Steam rising from it. Splattered drops freshly decorating the table. A hunk of bread and a wooden spoon sticking out of it.

Lance blinks, hand lowering.

“Uh, sorry,” comes the mumble, voice deep and vaguely sheepish. A mug of ale sets down next to the bowl, and Lance follows the arm—

And finds himself gaping at one of the most beautiful men he’s ever seen.

He’s not beautiful like the waitress he had been eyeing. No, he’s nothing flashy. Nothing seductive and coy. It’s… a rugged sort of beauty. His clothes are simple, nothing more than a red tunic and black leggings with matching boots. There are stains on it, and the sleeves are pushed up to his elbows.

His skin is pale, and his hair is dark. Long, messy waves captured in a haphazard bun at the back of his neck, strands falling free to frame his face. He’s all sharp angles and rugged lines. A scar on his cheek. Thick brows. Broad shoulders. A narrow waist. Lance can’t see much beneath his tunic, but he’s willing to bet the man is strong. And this thighs strain against the fabric of his leggings.

And his eyes. His fucking eyes are dark in the low light, glittering purple where the flames from the hearth fire catches in his irises.

It’s… a humble sort of handsomeness. One that he’s not even sure the man knows he possesses.

And Lance’s heart leaps into his throat, strangling him as it beats in overtime.

The man’s face is currently pinched, brows furrowed and lips pursed. He glances at the bowl in front of Lance, meets Lance’s gaze, and then looks away. “Um…” He clears his throat, sheepish upon the realization that he probably should have announced himself. Or at least been a little more graceful in delivery. “You ordered dinner?”

He says it like a question, but also like an apology. With so much uncertainty that Lance finds it incredibly endearing. He lifts a hand to scratch the back of his neck, and Lance spots the same symbol tattooed on his forearm as the inn-keep.

It takes Lance a moment to respond. A moment to swallow the lump in his throat and find his voice, fumbling through several half-aborted attempts before finally settling on a cracked, “Yeah, thanks.”

The man simply nods and spins on his heel, striding away before Lance can even stew in the embarrassment of his flustered reply.

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