Not really any shipping, but if you want to read it that way you could. Under a cut for length.
“Who decided that holding a prom at
the Garrison was a good idea?” Keith
wondered, nodding to the flyer on the wall behind their table. “Like…a bunch of
military teenagers trying to dance? Who came up with that?”
“And where did we get the funding?” Hunk demanded. “They can’t
even give us air conditioning half the year, but they can somehow manage to
afford one of the fanciest events that most schools ever have?”
Lance snorted, poking at what might
have been Jell-O and watching it jiggle under his spoon. “Bet they won’t even
get a DJ. It’ll just be Iverson in shades.”
Keith and Hunk snorted and resumed
their eating, leaving Lance to glance over at Pidge, who was being suspiciously
quiet. “Pidge? What’s up? This seems like the exact thing you’d be making fun
of with us.”
Pidge glanced up from her sandwich
(at least, it resembled a sandwich). “Hmm? Oh. Sorry. Must have zoned out.
Yeah, a prom does seem…really stupid.”
Hunk and Keith instantly looked up
at her, both of them with silverware halfway to their mouths. Ever since
returning from space, the group had been very in sync with one another, often
being praised as the best functioning team at the academy, so they could tell when something was going on with each other. “What’s wrong?” Hunk
Pidge hesitated, poking at her
Jell-O with her finger and frowning. “I mean…it’s your guys’ last year here. I’d think you
would want to go to something like this.”
Lance rolled his eyes. “No way. We’ve
already been to space. I don’t think
anything titled “Greatest Night Ever” could top that.”
Hunk and Keith murmured their
agreement, still watching Pidge, and the girl managed a smile. “You’re probably
not wrong,” she admitted with a chuckle.
There was a long pause, and then
Pidge stood up so quickly that she knocked her elbow into Lance. “I forgot to
finish the homework for Peterson’s class. I’ll see you guys later.”
She picked up her tray and bolted,
saluting the guard on the way out and leaving the three sitting with their jaws
dropped. “What was that about?” Keith wondered.
“We didn’t have homework for
Peterson last night,” Hunk noted.
Lance, rubbing his arm with a
frown, glanced to the prom flyer and then back to where Pidge had left. “Something’s
wrong,” he murmured. “Hunk?”
“I’m on it.”
“Okay, so I read Pidge’s diary-”
“You have got to stop doing that.”
“-AND she really wants to go to
this prom. Fancy dress, shoes, hair, and everything.”
Lance and Keith glanced at one
another and then leaned forwards on Lance’s bed in matching poses, legs criss
crossed and elbows on their knees. “She huh?”
If Katie Gardner wanted to, she could scroll back in her messages and find the exact date that Will Solace moved in across the hall from her room. It was the day she texted into her friend group chat an audio clip of loud, rustling noises, titled “kill me now”. At first, the audio only really sounds like a big cluster of clangs and crashes, but after listening to it again, it kind of sounds like someone moving furniture.
At one in the morning.
Katie’d cussed the mystery person out under her breath, of course, and in the group message, but never would’ve thought of actually going across the hall and yelling at the person themselves. But about thirty minutes later, as the painful metal scraping continued, Katie’s drowsy mind picked up some other noises.
Was that… knocking?
It totally was. Loud, harsh, angry knocking. Oh my gosh, somebody was going to give this person a piece of their mind.
And, with a little surge of annoyance and excitement in her chest, she realized just exactly who that somebody was.
God, it totally made sense. Nico di Angelo was not the type of person to put up with this stuff this early in the morning. Nico di Angelo was not the type of person to put up with anything, ever, at any time. But especially not this early in the morning.
And, just because she was that sort of person, Katie fumbled for a jacket and stumbled to the door, phone in hand.
Just in case she had to, you know, call the cops.
Or film a viral video, or something.
She heard the furniture moving stop. And the knocking continue. And the door across the hall slowly crack open.
There was a pause. A long pause. Like the hallway’d just filled with shock, or something.
And then she heard an angry- yes(!), she was right, she’d known she was right, that was Nico’s voice, and he was undeniably pissed- “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Fandom:Voltron: Legendary Defender Pairing: Shidge (Shiro/Pidge) Rating: Teen and up: for language, future PTSD, things will get intense later Summary: Pidge couldn’t describe exactly what it was about this new customer that was throwing her for a loop.
Maybe it was the way he walked. He carried himself straight, like a soldier, but there was a sort of grace to it that mesmerized her. He had a defined jaw and a prominent scar across his nose, but those features couldn’t hold her as much as the sharp, piercing gaze that spoke in a language infinitely more important than words.
Author’s Notes: Shout out to @miraculousandcute, @cursemyshortarms, and @stardusted for the help and support as I worked on it and struggled with finding a title! (Many thanks to Kate, who even said, “it even has AU in it. What a time to be alive”). I have created a metaphor with that title, and if you ask nicely I might tell you a little more in a few chapters.
NOTES BEFORE WE GET STARTED.
This is both a coffee shop and a college AU, but Priya calls it “the most intense coffee shop AU I’ve ever read” so be warned!
Lost and Found(this is the AO3 link) is still my primary Shidge fic. I will prioritize updates for it over updates for this story, but I’ll still try to update on a monthly schedule if I can manage.
I use female pronouns for Pidge.
EDIT: I HAVE NOW STARTED REPLACING “PART” WITH “LATTE”. I HAVE NO REAL REASON. IT’S JUST FUNNY.
Of all the things she had imagined doing with her life, working at a
coffee shop to pay her rent while she attended Garrison University wasn’t
exactly at the top of the list.
That said, working at Café Altea wasn’t particularly strenuous. It was
a cozy little coffee shop, with a quiet ambience that resonated with people and
set a relaxing mood. Tables near the windows were lit by the outside and by
small, dim lights, while a few tables near the back were more brightly lit, for
those who wanted to read or work while enjoying their order. Rush hours at Café
Altea were usually manned by two people and handled with minimal difficulty,
and the patrons were, for the most part, pleasant and patient when they came
during heavy customer traffic.
Katie “Pidge” Holt had been working there for about six months,
teaming up with either her friend Hunk or her friend Lance for the evening
rush, when her schedule shifted. Several of her required courses for her
upcoming second semester at Garrison University were in the afternoon and
evening, so she had to bid farewell to her partners in crime in favor of taking
up the morning shift.
It was going to be a lot different handling the morning rush, because
it was the only one that didn’t have two baristas. She’d miss Lance’s lame
jokes and Hunk’s babbling…but at least she’d still get to meet up with them
in one of their classes.
They all had to take the same physical education course, since the university
was directly tied to the military and they were in the same unit. That part of
the Galaxy Garrison’s strict training regimen had been with the three friends
since they had started the associated high school together all those years ago,
and they had been forced together as what was notoriously deemed the worst team in the training program’s
Supercorp: Online becomes reality: Supercorp, kara and lena have a blog and meet in a coffee shop by accident.
Kara sighs as she sits down with her hot chocolate and cookie thinking how much she has to do before Alex comes home from college next week. Kara had always been socially awkward, she was adopted at 13 by the Danvers and started school with her new sister, earth was so new to her, she didn’t understand everything, she was nervous about everyone and everything. So when Alex had shown Kara her online blog the blond girl knew she had to get a blog of her own. So she did, she posted pictures of puppies, art work, food, everything she wanted to share with everyone but couldn’t in person.
So when Alex left for College she relied on her blog more then ever. She started talking to people online, talking about their shared interests and finally Kara didn’t feel so unhuman. She learn’t that it was easier being behind a blog talking to someone rather infront of their face.
Smiling Kara takes a big bite out of her cookie and logs onto her blog. She smiles at posts and reblogs a few but she gets even more excited when she see’s a message from someone who’s changed Kara’s life. Kara never thought she’d meet someone online who she’d feel so free with, someone she feels real with. Kara has spoken to many people online, she’s made friends but none like Lena. None like the girl she’ll spend hours a day talking too, spend hours facetiming, texting, snapchatting too. Kara and Lena have been talking for nearly a year now, Kara posted a picture of a painting she drew of Krypton and Lena messaged her asking if she could save it and have it as her back screen. Kara said yes of course and the rest was history. Kara knew she was gay before she even arrived to earth so it wasn’t a big thing for Kara when she told Elisa she was gay and her adopted mother already knew this, and had no problems with it. In her eyes Kara was her daughter and she still deserved love, alien and straight or alien and gay.
Kara had always had crushes on girls and it never phased her but when she started to fall for Lena, Kara freaked out. She was falling for someone across the country, someone she thought was straight, she started falling for someone who made her feel normal and she had never even met her in her life. After a while Kara calmed down and carried on talking with Lena like everything was normal, they messaged in the morning and at night, during classes, during dinner. Lena became Kara’s bestfriend. They would always talk about meeting when they both finished school and were free to do wha they wanted.
Taking another bite from her cookie and Kara thinking she’d have to buy another one soon she clicks onto the message and smiles when it says -Lena.Luthor- I’M IN NEED OF COFFEE SUPERDORK, MOVING IS TIRING! Laughing Kara snaps a picture of herself with her hot chocolate and sends it to Lena. -Kara-Dan-El- Awh I’m sorry my Supernerd, i would share but you’re not here, how’s moving going? Kara new Lena was moving with her family after her brother had been kicked out of school and the family decided they needed a new start but Lena never mentioned where they were going. Quickly Kara got a picture of a pouting Lena who seemed to be moving fast. -Lena.Luthor- RUDE GIVE ME SOME, but I guess it’s okay my mum said I can go explore, we’ve moved the rest of everything into the house now so I’m free and off to find the best coffee house their is! Smiling Kara replies -Kara-Dan-El- I’m glad you’re all settled in, and I’m not rude I’m honest but I really do wish I could see you :( Not fair -Lena.Luthor- One day my little Superdork :( I FOUND COFFEE! -Kara-Dan-El- I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU GO GET YOUR COFFEE!
Kara doesn’t notice the coffee shop bell ring as she’s way to caught up in thinking about Lena’s smile, what her laugh would sound like, what coffee she’d order. Pushing her glasses up and taking a huge gulp of warm hot chocolate she frowns slightly as she see’s no reply from Lena ‘She has a life I guess’ Kara sighs and texts Alex asking what she wants for when she comes home and if they can go get ice cream even though it’s freeing outside. Kara doesn’t notice a young brunette girl pick up her drink and stop dead in her tracks, she doesn’t notice the girl get her phone out and look at a picture then up at Kara, she doesn’t notice the way the girl smiles with tears in her eyes as she takes a step forward. Kara doesn’t notice the girl she’s always dreaming about is standing in front of her.
Kara jumps as she feels a tap on her shoulder and quickly turns round, she stops in shock as she looks at the brunette girl. They lock eyes and both smile almost big enough to breath their skin. “Lena? Is, is that you?” a nervous but adorable voice asks and Lena swear she melts at the sound of the girls voice “Hey Superdork, it’s me” she giggles as Kara blushes. Lena quickly puts her drink down only to have her hands full of Kara Danvers. “LENA? This is really, you’re real? Kara asks with tears in her eyes and Lena nods with her own tears in her eyes. She’s holding the girl she loves in her arms, the only person in the world who makes her feel normal, who understands her. “This is very much real Kara, I’m here, I’ve moved here I didn’t even piece together this is where you’re from. God Kara I’m here” she says as Kara smiles and holds her closer. “I can’t believe this is real. Lena you’re here!” Kara whispers “I’m here” Lena nods and tucks Kara fallen hair behind her ear.
After 20 minutes of Lena reassuring Kara she’s real and that it’s not a dream they start talking and find out Lena is living 20 minutes away from Kara, they are going to be spending the next two years of school together, they find out that they are each falling more and more with the other girl as they both fall for each other’s eyes an the way they speak and how their voice is now their favourite sound. “We have so much to do, so much for you too see! I’m so excited?” Kara says and has to stop herself from floating from happiness. “I know how about Ice Cream in winter’ Lena smiles knowing how much the blonde girl loves ice cream. And she’s rewarded with the biggest smile she’s ever seen and feels proud she’s the one who made that smile on the other girls face. “Yes, YES, Lets go! I can’t wait!” Kara practically screams
“It’s a date” Lena smiles as Kara takes out her phone to take a picture of the two of them finally together. “It’s a date indeed” Lena says before she smiles and puts her head on Kara’s shoulder and knows that that photo is the first of many but it the first photo she has in months that she’ll change from Kara’s art work.
Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lance & Pidge | Katie Holt, Lance/Pidge (Voltron) Characters: Lance (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron) Additional Tags: Prank Wars, Coffee, It’s Not Paranoia If They’re Really Out To Get You, Paranoia Summary:
If there’s anything the paladins have learned about Pidge, it’s that she really loves her coffee. That doesn’t stop her boyfriend from trying to prank her using her most sacred drink. Also posted on fanfiction.net