Shits and giggles

June 10, 3064

He always wore his sunglasses at night.

Lance, the pretty boy, the flirt, the blue/red paladin.

Katie/Pidge, the brain, the smartass, the green paladin.

The great, green paladin, who was in love with the idiot. Geez, Pidge, get yourself together!

Geez, Lance snap out of it!

The two lovebirds bumped into one another, Pidges things spiling from their hands.

"Shit!"

"Fuck," they cussed at the same time.

"Sorry," Lance apologized first, reaching for the things on the floor.

"It's okay," Pidge ran a hand through their hair, before adjusting their glasses, reaching for their stuff as well.

Their hands gently brushed, against each other, cliche, I know right. The two-shot up blushes covering their faces, as both of them, mumbled some excuse to get away from each other.

Lance turned, walking back to his room, with his hands over his face. What the hell was that? Lance, you idiot! They're never gonna like you!

Pidge gathered their things from the floor and kept heading to their destination. Our hands touched!! Omg!!

Hunk and Keith looked at each other. They both rolled their eyes.

"Are they ever gonna figure it out?" Hunk asked, shaking his head.

"Those two? I highly dought it," Keith sighed, crossing his arms.

Hunk snorted with a small head nod," That's true."

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June 21, 3064

The green and blue paladins were cuddled up in the main room of the castle after a hard mission.

Katie had gotten badly hurt and almost died on them.

Lance held their fragile, frail body in his arms. He was afraid he might break them.

"Pidgin," Lance cooed, gently rubbing their side.

A soft mumble left their lips. Lance chuckled, cradling Pidge. The other paladins noticed his overprotective behavior.

"Lance, you need to let them go now," Shiro said gently, taking a step closer to Lance.

"Whatever they go, I go," Lance growled, trying to loosen the small girl's grip on his shirt.

"Lance," Shiro's voice comes out firmer than before.

"You heard me, " Lance looked up, his eyes giving off a sharp glare.

Shiro huffed and glanced over his shoulder, hoping one of the others could get him to let up. The other four shook their heads, knowing Lance wouldn't let up.

Lance stood up, now carrying Pidge bridal style, he starts walking, not bothering to turn back.

"I'm taking them to their room," the doors open in front of him, and he walks through, clutching Pidge tight to him.

Allura sighed, crossing her arms," Why is Lonce so concentrated with her?"

(Lonce. Tehe)

"Maybe he actually cares for them," Keith hissed, he hated how Allura always got around him, she was bitchy, moody, and just plain annoying.

"Maybe I should go," Allura was cut off by another hiss from Keith.

"LEAVE THEM THE FUCK ALONE," Keith yelled, his face was heated with rage.

Keith took in a long breath before shouting, every damn emotion he had toward Allura. The other paladins were shunned. They had never seen him this mad, Shiro tried to step in but, Keith shook him off.

Allura's eyes started to water as Keith finished. Keith calmed himself and stormed off, more aggravated than before. He passed Pidges room, hearing some giggling coming from inside.

At least they're okay.

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December 14, 3067

The young male was driving behind his old team leader through the mountains. This was the week Allura died, so each year, they planned a vacation to try and forget about it.

Of course, they had to go somewhere with snow. The one thing lance hared driving in the most. He really only did it for his girlfriend, but they didn't have to know about all that. Lance was peacefully driving when he noticed the car in front of his wasn't Shiro's.

The snow-covered path was no help in finding his way out of the back-country.

"Fuck," Lance muttered under his breath, making a u-turn.

Katie was asleep in the back seat, their gentle snores filling the car. Lance leaned back in his chair, his truck traveling smoothly against the road,

Lance was tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. He didn't know where they were, he lost Shiro's car, and they were stranded, in the middle of a snowstorm, in an unknown area. This was gonna be fun.

Katie started to stir, their hair falling over their eyes, shielding their vision for a few moments. A soft mumble of words escapes their lips as they brush the hair from their face.

"Lance," Katie called, slowly sitting up.

"Morning Pidgen," Lance smiled as he pulled off the road into somebody's driveway.

"Where the hell are we?" They asked, the grogginess apparent in their voice.

"I don't know," Lance said quietly, fiddling with his phone.

"Are you serious?" Pidge asked, feeling the drowsiness take over again.

"Don't worry, I'll figure it out. Go back to sleep for me, okay?" He asked, turning over his shoulder, his voice was soft.

A soft," mhm," falls from their lips as they contently sit with their legs crossed.

Pidge/Katie was humming along to the song playing in their headphones, as they watched their boyfriend scramble around with his phone. Pidge was happy, even though they didn't know the situation. Pidge leaned forward, resting their head against the passenger seat.

"Baby," Pidge whined, nuzzling the seat. "Where's Keith? And Shiro?"

Lance froze, turning to his half-awake girlfriend. A small smile appearing on his lips.

"I lost them while we were driving," Lance admitted, running his hand through his girlfriend's hair.

"Take a break. You're clearly tired, they'll text you. Come lay in the back with me," Pidge suggests, moving their head to kiss Lance's knuckles gently.

"You know I can say no to you, my Princess," Lance smirked, totally forgetting the nickname that slipped his lips.

Pidge froze in their seat for a moment and shifted uncomfortably.

"Just get back there, you dork," they smiled and pushed their sweater paws over their hands, trying to rub the newly found sweat off their hands.

Lance kept the truck on as he switched to the backseat. Pidge laid on their back, letting lance rest his face in on their chest. Pidge ran their fingers trough Lance's thin hair, entertaining themself. Lance wrapped his arms under them, as Pidges legs came up, resting on either side, Lance let his eyes flutter closed.

"Wake me up in half an hour," Lance asked, letting his body get comfortable.

"Okay," Pidge hummed, scrolling through their phone.

"There can never be too many cherries on an ice cream sundae," Lance mumbled as he entered into a dream.