He wished he could say this hangover was worth it, but for all he knew it was an awful night and this was his punishment for it. He hoped that wasn’t the case, because the parts he could remember were amazing. Hunk’s first shot, dancing, meeting Shiro and his girlfriend whose name he couldn’t remember, and Keith. He could remember clearly sitting out on the deck, remembered the breeze and bass, remembered Keith’s fingers touching his back, and his lips as Lance kissed him. And then nothing.
AKA the college baseball AU no one asked for.
I am publishing my first Voltron fic! You can read it here :) Enjoy