Prompt: Prompt if its alright-Lance with narcolepsy?- anon
I had so much fun writing this, so thanks so much for the prompt! This is a one-shot, and even though the ask didn’t specifically ask for klance… it ended up in here because, as I’ve said before, I have no self control. It took a bit of an unexpected turn, but hopefully the anon likes it? And other people do? As always, feedback is appreciated!
oh and @taylor-tut if you want to read it, of course
Lance’s entire life was full to the brim with close calls.
Granted, fighting a war against a corrupt alien empire will have its share of near-death experiences. But, oddly enough, another type of close call worried him more.
Lance didn’t particularly want to die if he could avoid it, but he’d honestly prefer that to his teammates finding out.
And he knew there was a chance they wouldn’t judge him for it, wouldn’t think it made him less of a paladin. After all, Hunk didn’t care in the slightest. But there was always the chance that they would.
Lance had always prided himself on being able to hide things. And it was even easier to hide things from the team than his enormous, nosy family.
His ideas, insecurities, homesickness, bisexuality… he’d learned to bury these things deep down inside himself and try to ignore them.