Would love some Lance fun! Maybe a water fight, or the reader trying to bond with Blue (when Lance was still Blue's paladin) and lance walking in and watching secretly cause it just makes him so happy.
A/N: Stats seems to be a good writing time for me, because that’s when I wrote this…
Words Count: 511
I hadn’t seen Lance in several hours when I decided to go down to his lion’s hangar. Ah, the hangar: a place of intimidation and terror. Was I scared of the blue lion? Absolutely yes. Was there any particular reason as to why? Nope. So, when I got to the large, spacious room, I cautiously entered. and stared warily at the blue lion, which sat, staring with unseeing eyes to the large exit/entry door.
A chill ran down my spine as I up at the lion. I couldn’t explain why I was scared of the thing. Maybe it was because I knew it was important to Lance, and Lance was important to it. I didn’t want to get in the way of their bond.
“Hey Blue,” I called awkwardly, rubbing my arms with my hands. “How are you today? Happy you finally get a break?” After laughing to myself to ease the tightness in my chest, I continued. “Have you seen Lance around? I can’t fine him.”
Nothing. A cool, unwelcoming feeling came over my body. I kicked the floor with the tip of my shoe, causing a loud squeak to echo through the hangar. “How are ya, huh? Ah, I already asked that… Maybe we should get to know each other, since Lance is really important to the both of us…” I cleared my throat and sat down, then leaned back on the palms of my hands. “I-I want you to take good care of him. Please. I mean, you’re doing a really good job at it, so far, and I really appreciate it. But um… I don’t know what I would do without him, Blue. Somehow that crazy boy keeps me sane. He’s become my family. And I love him. A lot.”
A deep rumbling tilled my mind, so clear, deep, and comforting. It was like the lion was saying, “Don’t you worry. I’ll take good care of him.” The comfort filled my body with warmth, like I was being wrapped with a warm blanket and hugged my my mom.
“So,” Lance’s voice echoed through the hangar. He stepped into my view with a soft smile on his face, his blue eyes half closed. “I’m your family, huh?”
“I think Blue responds to familial ties. Probably not. But she recognized that we care for each other a lot. You heard her, didn’t you?”
Lance nodded and drew his eyebrows closer together. He inhaled deeply before saying, “Y/N, I…” He took another deep breath. “You’re my family, too.”
“You heard that?” I was
Lance just smiled widely, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Yeah. Sorry for invading your private moment. I was trying to find you, and-”
Lance extended a hand, which I took, and he helped me up. He smirked and said, “So… You love me, huh?”
I shoved his chest. “Shut up!” I laughed, walking away.
“No wait! I love you too!”