#pidge big bang
Title: Photographic Evidence
Fandom:Voltron
Pairing:Pidge/Allura
Rating:Explicit
Trigger Warnings:None
Additional Tags: Pidge Big Bang, Age Difference, Modern AU, Developing Relationship, College Student Pidge
Fic Summary:Pidge has been crushing on her brother’s friend Allura for a solid four years now. But she never expected that the older woman would find out, much less that she might reciprocate. If Pidge only has a month to convince her to stay… Well, she’s going to make herself irresistible. Or at least, that’s the plan.
Well, here it is, my piece for the @pidgebigbang Pidge Big Bang event! This piece is a long time coming and I’m really glad to finally be able to get it out there. For those of you who’ve read my shance piece Elbow Grease, this piece is set in that universe and you’ll be seeing ties to it happening along the Elbow Grease plotline. For those of you who haven’t read that, I’m sure this piece stands solidly on its own but if shance is your thing, go check that out too!
I’d like to thank my betas @backupmakeshiftlifeinwaiting & @c0cunt for listening to me scream and cry about this fic.
I’d also like to thank my artist @crafty-scrafty for your eternal patience.
“Lance, if you’re gonna be a smartass and text me, at least don’t do it right before you ring the—” Pidge gulped as she opened the door, blinking up at Allura herself standing in her doorway. “…doorbell,” she finished lamely.
Well fuck.
“U-uh… Allura… H-hey. What… what brings you here…?” Pidge asked, stumbling back in her scramble to let her in.
“Mm… I think we both know why I’m here, Pidge…” Allura said simply, tone disapproving and stern. “Why don’t we both have a seat.” It wasn’t a question.
Nodding mutely, Pidge headed for the kitchen table, the closest sitting space that wasn’t the intimacy of the absurdly plush couch Hunk had gotten from his mother.
They sat. Allura sat. And the silence stretched between them.
“So. I hear you’ve been inquiring about certain… pictures of me?” Allura’s question broke the silence of the room after what felt like hours and Pidge looked away with a flinch. She was just… getting right to it then.
This was it this was the part where Allura was going to tell Pidge off and dismiss any interest and it wasn’t like Pidge didn’t know Allura wasn’t interested, but knowing it and hearing it were two very different things and that was going to hurt. Pidge couldn’t help but fidget under Allura’s watchful gaze, not finding the words to respond. How did you even go about saying ‘hey yeah I asked my friend to get me pictures of you in a bikini so I could perv on them like a total creep’? There was no good way to say that.
“Pidge. Look at me,” Allura said, tone serious.
Pidge couldn’t help but comply, forcing a halting laugh. “I think looking at you is what got me into this mess…”
“Those photos… I’m guessing your reasons for asking for them weren't… especially platonic?” Oh, that was a… tactful way to put it, even if the answer was obvious. How could her interest be platonic? It wasn’t like you asked for the ability to to ogle someone platonically.
“…Not especially. …Not remotely. …No.” There was no point in beating around the bush. It wasn’t like Allura didn’t already know now.
“…Oh.” That was it? Just 'oh’? What did that mean? Was she trying to figure out how to best chew her out?
“…Yeah.”
Featuring super cute art by Crafty-scrafty, check it out here!
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