For Shiro prompts: Uliro & some sort of culture shock scenario!
I went more for culture confusion haha. BUT THANK YOU I WANTED A ULIRO PROMPT.
The lake shimmered, speckles of light catching and twisting in the air. It was an alarming shade of pink, but the rest of the Paladins had stumbled into the waters without a care. Well, Keith hadn’t, but Hunk had just picked him up and carried him into the water anyway. The furious howl turned to snickering giggles as the four Paladins tackled and subsequently tried to drown each other in the lake.
Shiro eyed them all for a moment before rolling over onto his stomach, squirming happily as the sun sizzled down his spine. The breeze was heavy enough to maintain a relatively cool temperature. The umbrella beside him shaded the soles of his feet; his metal arm was tucked under a cool towel, hidden from the prickling rays of the sun. Shiro yawned, closing his eyes. Beyond, he could make out the quiet chatter of Allura and Coran, the shriek as Pidge was hefted up and likely thrown into the lake, Lance’s proclamation that no one could dunk him, and Hunk and Keith’s rebuttal that he was going down.
It was – nice.