I keep thinking about jimon + jace's cheesy pick up lines(even though they're already dating) its the cutest I'm crying
i think the sweetest part about this is that jace normally doesn’t have to resort to silly pickup lines to actually pick up because as we saw on 2x07 jace is just naturally confident, beautiful and cool and smooth - except it all flies out the window the second he falls for simon because all he wants to do is make simon smile even if its at his own expense??
consider the following teeny scenario (although this concept deserves MUCH MORE):
friday nights are date nights and today’s just supposed to be curling up in bed together with Chinese take-out and watching the latest mission: impossible in jace’s laptop.simon’s exhausted though, and it’s all he can do to change into a different t-shirt and drag himself over to the institute. he ends up falling asleep which his cheek smushed against jace’s shoulder, body aching, and only jolts awake when his phone goes off.
“sorry, sorry,” he says, fretting over the drool darkening jace’s shirt. “this is so uncool - i’m just, i think i got thrown against three different brick walls because that coven from connecticut just does not know how to play nice and i’ve zoomed across all five boroughs today including staten island which, let me tell you-”
jace does what he always does when simon gets like this: he leans in and presses kiss after kiss against simon’s mouth, swallowing up the panicked words until simon sighs and kisses him back, bones becoming liquid under jace’s hands. simon’s eyes are still closed when jace pulls away and says, “i thought your legs were hurting from running through my head all day, not running after some new england vampires.”
“next time i’ll stick to just your head,” says simon, voice rough with sleep and sweet with laughter. “pretty sure things turned out better for me in there.”
You woke up one minute before your alarm went off, you groan in your bed but manage to drag yourself off of your dorm bed. Like every other morning, you forget how high it is and ended up sprawled on the floor. You take a thirty-second nap on the floor, using your boots as a pillow before reminding yourself that you had to take a shower before everyone started filling up the bathrooms.
You grab your shower caddy and put on your slippers. The hallway was dimly lit, only one light bulb in the center was lit, and even that source of light was flickering, threatening to waste away anytime now. You turn the corner and open the double doors, all of the showers were separated by a brick wall and the only thing shielding you was a frail little curtain that could be ripped away in no time. You were terrified that one day someone would accidentally open the curtains and see you naked. That’s why you always chose to wake up an hour earlier than everyone else and take the shower in the far corner of the big room.
You rub your eyes and open the curtain. Pressed up against the cool brick wall is a petite girl with blonde wet hair, half of her face was hidden by a broad shoulder. Your eyes widen when you see a couple half naked kissing in the corner. It’s until you see the familiar set of dark eyes when you regain control of your body.
“Can’t you knock?” The blonde girl hisses.
“On the curtain?” You snap back, irritated. Jungkook closes the curtain in your face.
Trini trying to teach Kim yoga but having a hard time cuz Kim is used to fast cheerleading moves and has no patience; 'til Trini stands behind her to guide her through the movements.
Idk how I feel about this one, but here you go!
Kimberly knew she had a hopeless crush on Trini, she knew that she was in deep, that she couldn’t help that she always got lost in Trini’s warm brown eyes, her bright smile after Kimberly made a dorky joke or after their little ‘fights’ over food, the way she always smelled like pinewood and cedar, normally Kimberly didn’t like the smell, but on Trini it just fit, the earthy smell was comforting and grounding, like her, her smug smirk, which Kim wanted to kiss off her soft, smug lips, every time she saw it. She accepted that she liked Trini, a lot, well maybe more than a lot. Trini was always on her mind, whether she wanted it or not, she could not stop thinking about the other ranger, how small she was, how she would fit perfectly in Kimberly’s arms, how adorable it’d be how if they kissed, Trini would have to stand on her tiptoes to kiss Kimberly, how her tiny, soft hands would fit perfectly in her Kim’s. Kimberly audibly groaned every time she had the thoughts, which was more often than not. She knew it was very inconvenient, especially since the other girl was one of her closest friends, and insisted on them training together, which always ended up in Kim getting her ass kicked, cafe ‘dates’ together, were Kim never finished her food, always too busy focusing on Trini, studying together, Kim never got any work done. All these occasions ended in Kimberly getting smacked in the face with the gay, realizing how hard she was crushing on her best friend. Kimberly also couldn’t say no to the other girl, not for the life of her, so when Trini suggested that they do yoga together on top of the cliff face, Kimberly didn’t even hesitate before saying yes. She did happen to notice the stunned look on Trini’s face of how quick she said yes, and she tried to correct herself.
“Uh..Yeah I’d be down, that’d be cool.”
Kimberly utterly failed at trying to compose herself, and she could feel the blush creeping up her neck and face. Trini nodded her head and replied, looking at Kimberly suspiciously.
“Oh..Okay, well I’ll see you here tomorrow after school, four-ish work?” Trini asked, studying Kimberly, who once again answered much to fast.
“Yes..I mean, um..yeah four should work, uh, I’ll see you then.”
She corrected herself, stuttering profusely, her blush intensifying, a small bashful smile spreading across her face. Trini had a small smirk on her face, but it wasn’t smug, more like surprised, as she confirmed.
“Alright Princess, I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
She says smugly, before leaving the pit, scurrying up the rock wall. Once Kim knew that she was out of earshot, Kim let out a loud sigh, leaning against the rock wall, sighing loudly, muttering.
“Oh yeah, you’re screwed dude, have fun with that.”
Zack pops out from behind the rock face, causing Kimberly to jump slightly, as he chuckles scurrying up the wall, before she could say anything about him spying on her and Trini. Kimberly would normally be very angry and would chase after him, but she just picks up a lone rock and tries to chuck it at him, sighing exasperatedly as the rock lands just in above of his head, just missing him. Zack looks back and smiles smugly, as Kimberly makes a face at him, giving an exaggerated smile, flipping him off. He chuckled before running out of sight before Kim could chuck another projectile at him, but not without shouting good luck at her. Kim groans again, asking herself how the hell she got herself into this situation, but she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t excited, in the most terrifying way possible.
Her phone told her it was four o’clock, and she knew that she had to go see Trini, she knew she shouldn’t bail on her, but everything inside of Kim was telling her to run, to get away, knowing that she was gonna make a fool out of herself, embarrass herself, and then replay it in her head the rest of day. Kim took a deep breath, trying to mentally prepare herself, but as she saw Trini, she could physically feel herself getting slapped in the face with how tremendously gay she was for the other girl, or bi, or whatever she was, which was not the priority right now, considering that Trini was standing at the cliff face, in nothing but extremely tight black leggings, which were very form fitting, making it impossible for Kim not stare at her ass, and a yellow tank top, which was basically see through. Kimberly couldn’t look away, her eyes widening, taking in a large breath, trying not to make any noise, as Trini was already doing her poses, seemingly very relaxed. She had to have done this on purpose, she had to have noticed Kimberly’s long stares, how she stuttered whenever talking to the girl, a blush permanently on her face, Trini had to know how much agony Kimberly was in, she was basically torturing her, and Kim could do nothing about it.
She took another deep breath, and as she was about to walk forward ,Trini spoke, her eyes still closed.
“So are you gonna keep staring, or am I actually gonna get a chance to teach you?”
Trini asks, the stupid smug smirk on her face, which made Kimberly want to kiss her, badly, the outfit wasn’t helping either. Kim can’t get any words out of her mouth, just mumbles and stutters, so Trini just nods her over, and they begin, Kimberly’s heartbeat intensifying the closer she got to Trini. This was going to be hell.
Kimberly should’ve known she was going to be bad at yoga, she’s a cheerleader, she’s used to fast movements, her body anxiously waiting for the next formation, she always had to keep moving, but that wasn’t what yoga was about. It was about being calm and centred, not worrying about the outside world, it was slow and gradual, each position held for longer than the other. Trini was balanced perfectly, her eyes closed, her breathing deep and steady, while Kimberly was struggling to balance, her eyes focused on the ground, her breathing uneven and shallow, her heart racing anytime she looked up, considering they were on top of a cliff, only a few feet away from the edge. She was trying, very hard, not to make a sound and balance herself, without disturbing the other girl, who looked so peaceful, but she was failing miserably. She shifted her feet again, trying to regain some balance, and Trini finally said something, her eyes still shut.
“I can literally hear you struggling, Princess.”
There was no trace of irritation in her voice, only enjoyment, as she opened her eyes, an amused smile spreading across her face, as she saw how awkward Kimberly looked, her body contorted in the oddest position. Trini lets out a small laugh, causing Kimberly to huff in frustration, returning to a regular standing position. Trini teases her again.
“I didn’t know your body could bend that way, cheerleader.”
Kimberly felt her entire body flush, having to bite her tongue, her breath hitched at the comment. She took a moment to regain her composure before teasing back.
“Well I’m sorry Miss. I-do-yoga-on-top-of-a-mountain that we can’t all be as well balanced and steady as you are.”
She says teasingly. Trini makes an odd, unreadable face, as if she was taking what Kim said into consideration. She nods her head before stating.
“Okay, fine. First position.”
Trini says simply, as Kim’s face contorts into confusion. She asks, her heart beating faster as Trini moves closer to her.
She stumbles over her words again, as Trini moves closer, the smell of cedar filling Kimberly’s nose, as Trini says, her voice barely louder than a whisper.
Her voice was low and sultry and Kim’s breath hitches again. Okay now Trini was defiantly torturing her, on purpose. Kim goes into the first position Trini showed her, her balance off, her feet stumbling, and her breath uneven, until she feels Trini’s hands on her arm, Kim’s back against Trini’s front. Kimberly’s eyes go wide, which thankfully Trini can’t see. As Trini guides Kimberly’s motions, each point of contact sending shivers down Kim’s spine, but her skin also heated up at each point of touch. They fell into a rhythm, as Trini guided Kimberly through each movement, her hands never leaving Kimberly’s body, as Kimberly started to melt into her touch, her eyes shutting closed, as they moved as one, Kimberly’s heartbeat so loud, she was pretty sure that Trini could hear it. Kimberly was able to move through the motions much easier, and as Trini led her through the last motion, bringing Kimberly back into a regular standing position, Trini pulled her hands away slowly, but she didn’t move back, her body still impossibly close to Kimberly, but yet, still not close enough. Kimberly turned around to face the other girl, their faces not even inches apart, the tension around them so thick Kimberly was sure she could cut it with a knife. Trini’s eyes visibly drop to Kimberly’s lips, and instinctively she licks them, as Trini’s eyes slowly moving back to meet Kimberly’s eyes. Kimberly swallowed loudly, waiting for something to happen, the anticipation literally killing her, then Trini moved closer. She moved in slow motion, her lips meeting Kimberly’s ever so slowly, much softer than Kimberly had ever imagined, not like she imagined this, not at all, okay she had, more times than she wanted to admit. The kiss was impossibly slow, it was as if time stopped, all Kimberly could focus on was the feeling of Trini’s warm lips against hers, everything seemingly fading away. Their lips moved together, as one, just like when Trini was guiding her moments ago. As Trini pulled away, Kimberly caught herself chasing after the other girls lips, and as she opened her eyes, she was greeted with Trini’s smug smirk, her breathing shallow, her brown eyes sparkling. Trini is the first to speak, breathless.
“Not bad, Princess.”
She says teasingly, a pleased smile spreading across her face as Kimberly couldn’t help but blush, her face tomato red, and she didn’t care, she didn’t care as she kissed the stupid, smug smirk off of Trini’s face, something she had wanted to do since the first day they met, and all she could say, was that it was as pleasing and fulfilling as she had imagined. Trini had to stand on her tiptoes, trying to kiss Kimberly, and as she did, the world faded around them, all they could focus on was each other, and Kimberly knew, that her crush on Trini was much more than a crush, and she couldn’t care less.
although you were more than certain that the reason for yoongi not texting you back was because he had an attitude with you, you still felt as though he was up to something.
you sat there and watched as the boys (maknae line + hobi, jin) looked through the flash cards that translated words from korean to english.
“this is very cool, i like it…can…we do that again?” kookie paused after speaking in english and turned to you. “does that make sense y/n?”
“yeah, good job.” you shot him a smile, that was obviously fake.
“what’s wrong? are you lying to me?” kookie said as he quickly became worried and confused.
“nothing’s wrong, you were right. i just uh… thought of something.” you shrugged.
he nodded and went back to what he was originally doing.
“y/n? the weather is good today…is not it?” hobi tapped your shoulder and attempted to ask you a question in english which made you giggle. he was adorable.
“you kind of said it wrong hobi. the correct way is, the weather is good today isn’t it? isn’t can mean, is it not or it’s not. but in this case…when you say isn’t, you’re basically saying, don’t you think the weather is good today? which would be, is it not? you could just say that too. got it?”
he nodded as he tried to comprehend everything that you had said. “thank you!”
your eyes wandered over to the maknae line. they were all taking turns on reading in english. you had never seen them so serious.
“why are y'all looking so-”
“serious?” jimin cut you off and looked up at you which made the other boys do the exact same.
“yeah..” you waited for an answer.
“we want to improve our english so that we can talk to our international army more…duh y/n.” taehyung spoke.
you scoffed at the tone of his voice but you couldn’t really say much, they had told you before.
“and i want to talk to army, charlie puss and jus-”
“you better not. not in this house.” you interrupted jungkook and shot him death glare.
you turned your attention onto jin who was sitting alone, reading the flashcards and writing down notes. “army is my heart and i will love them forever. i like to eat a lot, it’s honestly so crazy. i’m a very handsome man.” he mumbled to himself in english.
“that was good jin!” you sat down beside him and looked at his paper.
석진 입니다 - i am jin
한국 영화 본 적 있어요? - have you ever seen a korean movie?
이트 - this be eat this is my own way of eat or mok (먹)
랩몬 귀여워요 - rapmon is cute
“say these for me?” you asked him as you pointed at the loose sheet of notebook paper that sat in his lap.
“uhh…i am jin have you ever watched…a korean movie eat uh..rapmon is cute!”
“now what the hell!” you couldn’t help but laugh.
“hey no swearing y/n what has yoongi done to you!?” he was in complete fake shock. there has been a bunch of times when yoongi and you would get into arguments over stupid things and curse each other out. he’s heard worse than ‘hell’.
suddenly, you were grabbed by your arm and dragged into a room that you quickly recognized. it was yoongi’s.
a small smirk appeared on your face as you turned around to face your selfish boyfriend. his facial expressions? annoyed and tired.
“what is it?” you sat down in his computer chair and twirled around, trying to lighten the thick air in the room.
“why are you over there? come here.” he got even more annoyed when you didn’t respond. “come. here. y/n.”
you rolled your eyes, sighed and got up. “can you explain your reason for dragging me in here?”
he grabbed your arm and pulled you onto his lap. he eyed you for a few seconds as he flicked the roof of his mouth with his tongue. “you’ve been down there playing teacher for three hours and then when i’m in need, you just throw me to the the side.”
“eh, you just sound jealous.” you shrugged. “are we done? the boys need me.” you were trolling at this point.
“you’ve got to be fucking kidding me y/n..” yoongi let out a loud sigh and lightly pushed you off of him. “i just want you to spend time with me. i miss you.”
“admit you’re jealous and then maybe… something could happen.” you smiled and crossed your arms, while leaning on the wall.
his face scrunched up and he laid back on his bed. “that’s not happening.”
you expected him to say that since he was always so…cocky. even at times like this, he felt like he had to act cool. “see that’s your problem right there. your head is always up your ass yoongi.”
after getting no response from him, you decided to just leave.
“where are you going?” he quickly sat up and followed you out of the door.
“i’m trying to get away from you. why are you following me?” you asked.
as always, he grabbed your arm which made you turn around. you were so close to either yanking your arm away from him or slapping him with your other hand.
“baby don’t leave me!” he actually whined.
“the fuck…?” you overheard namjoon’s voice so you turned your head out of confusion. “i’m here y/n.. ease dropping. mind me.” he
you were weirded out but ignored him and slowly turned your attention back onto yoongi. “say ‘i’m jealous of the others because you’re trying to teach them english instead of going to sleep with me but i’m stupid and it’s true’.”
“what?! i’m not saying that!” he stepped back and put his hands on his hips. although you were upset with the way that he was acting, what he was doing now was amusing to you.
you quickly replaced the smile that snuck onto your face with a frown. “i’m so done with you.”
you started to walk back into the sitting area but yoongi stopped you. you could never get away from him once he had you.
“i’m… jealous of the others because you’re trying to teach them english instead of going to sleep with me but i’m.. stupid and..it’s true..” he mumbled as he looked down at his feet.
you smied and pulled him into a hug, wrapping your arms around his neck. he responded by pulling you closer by your waist and kissing your forehead.
“alright, we good. you’re such a baby you know?” you giggled and placed your forehead on his shoulder.
“for you y/n…you made me this way.” he paused and looked at you once you looked back up. “now can we please go to sleep?”
you nodded and wiggled from between his arms. then, you grabbed his hand and led him back into his room.
you stripped out of the clothes that you were wearing since it would be too much to sleep in. yoongi’s eyes never left your body until you looked up at him.
“i don’t care if you look, why are you trying to hide it?” you giggled.
“yahh y/n i wasn’t looking!” he turned around and grabbed a shirt from the top drawer of his dresser before tossing it to you.
it was obvious that he wanted to look at you but that glare that you own could have him turned on in a matter of seconds.
after you put it on, you dived into yoongi’s pineapple scented sheets and pulled the comforter over your head.
all that yoongi could do was laugh and blush at how cute you were. “you’re so childish.” he said as he crawled in the bed, behind you.
you snuggled up close to him, kissing his hand once he wrapped his arm around you. “and you’re a jealous baby.”
yoongi and you ended up falling asleep a couple of minutes later after arguing about how he was/wasn’t the jealous type. oh yeah, you played in his hair once he begged you too and you were forced into a make°out session.
Hi! I really like your blog! And I request if that's okay! Can you write the reactions that the RFA would have when they see that MC doesn't have a limbs. And mc never told them because "you guys never asked". Thank you!!
I’m not too sure what you mean by “doesn’t have a limbs” (any limbs? a limb?) so I’m just going to go with amputee MC who’s missing an arm ^^; Note: MC’s prosthetic is smth like Kaitlyn Dobrow’s if you’re wondering. Her channel is rad as heck so check iT OUT
The moment he set eyes on you, he tears up and you’re like “??!!??”
“I didn’t know… But it’s okay!!! I think you’re still really pretty. And your arm looks cool…” A sniffle, then: “Did you not tell us because… you felt self-conscious…?”
In truth, he usually feels pretty damn insecure about himself after hanging around wealthy, talented and attractive people all day. His insecurities suddenly looks super small compared to what you must have to deal with, though. So he prepares this entire speech inside his head and you’re like:
“Oh it just didn’t occur to me to tell you guys. You never asked haha.” And goes on smiling, radiating confidence and beauty and grace and boi he’s smi t t en. He goes on crying, the speech turning into some babble about his fears and how he admires your ability to go through life being chill af. You hug him lots tbh pls hug him lots he trie s hi s b est
She doesn’t comment on it at first, trying to Play It Cool. But you can tell she has questions and often acts awkwardly because she isn’t sure how to approach it. So you casually bring it up in a joking manner.
“Can you open the jam jar for me? Metal hands sucks at lids.”
She rushes over immediately and the moment the jar lid pops open, the questions comes flowing. “Does it hurt? What happened? If you don’t mind me asking!! You don’t have to reply, of course… Is it alright if I hug you like this? How about like this? Does it get in the way when I do this?” Jaehee pls how are you gonna reply if she doesn’t stop talki n g
She listens to your answers with no judgement, only curiosity. Her eyes lights up with love and adoration with every passing moment as she grows to understand you more. There’s still some sadness in her though, wishing that she could do more for you even after you reassures her that you are mostly content with how things are.
He smiles naturally when he greets you and treats you like a princess. Sweet words and pet names flow like honey from his lips and you soak it all up. For the first time, you feel truly precious, though you do wonder if he’s only so calm because he’s an actor.
The first comment he makes on your arm is: “Can I sign my name on it?”
It’s followed by a bit of flustered rambling. “Y’know, like, with a sharpie? When I had a cast on my leg a lot of people wanted to sign it— of course, I’m not saying that it’s the same thing I just… Is this a dumb question?” You manage to assure him that he’s fine, and laughed. A lot. Poor boy doesn’t know what to do with himself. You ask him why he doesn’t seem surprised with your arm even though you forgot to tell everyone and he blushed.
“It’s not that… I am surprised. And I want to ask you a lot of questions but I don’t want it to get in the way of our first meeting, you know? I wanted this to be perfect.”
He does know quite a lot about disabilities, given that his best friend is currently blind and he has had experience with customers/clients/employees who are disabled before. So there isn’t any awkwardness when you two meet, and you soon realise that his protectiveness has nothing to do with your missing arm.
“Jumin, It’s fine. I’m safe. I’ll call you as soon as I get home, alright?” It’s only then that he glances at your prosthetic.
“Alright. However, I do wish you’d wear the dress for the party. You’d look stunning in it. And…” He pulls out a box, opens it and presents it to you. In it is an arm that ooks like it has been meticulously designed by a team of artists, not a hospital. A piece of royalty— emerald green highlighted by gold, carved into the shape of a shoulder guard that looks like it should belong to a medieval armour. And, you’d later find, it fits you perfectly.
“I contacted your doctor for guidance.” He says with a light shrug, cheeks dusted a light pink. He luvs u lots
O boi he does n o t get a nice reveal.
You have been using one of your more realistic prosthetics so he never noticed from the cameras. And he mostly stays out of your medical documents out of respect for your privacy, only paying attention to your criminal records and schooling when doing your background check. His reveal comes midway through your scuffle with Unknown— a sharp yank and a faulty clasp results in your arm literally ripping off your body.
You’ve never seen someone so shocked and genuinely horrified before.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He jumps straight to the point after the danger has passed and you could see leftover panic shaking his entire frame. Your reason dies in your throat— you’ve honestly just forgotten and scared him half to death because of it. Tears started to fall from under his glasses, thoughts racing faster than his heartbeat of what he could’ve and should’ve done, but never did to ensure your safety. “Do you know how much danger you were in? If he had known before I did, he could have taken advantage of that. He c-could have taken you.”
“I—… I’m so sorry.” o no ur crying too :c
He halts in his pacing, stuttering breaths calming down as he looks at you. No, the only one to blame is him and his incompetence. “I’m sorry I—” He wilts. “I shouldn’t have yelled. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
Lance was startled awake by the room door being knocked on. He sat up quickly, forgetting for a moment where he was. He bit his lip as he remembered what had happened last night. Shaking his head he made sure he was decent before going to the door.
Slowly he opened it to see one of the guards, the small one, standing outside the door. “They said Breakfast is in an hour, so get cleaned up your highness,” they said. Lance nodded and smiled softly at them. “Thank you for telling me,” He said before closing to door. Azul jumped from the bed and rubbed against Lance’s legs.
“Goodmorning baby,” he said sweetly, smiling happily. He grabbed his bag and began unpacking quickly. He made sure to organize them correctly and went into the bathroom adjoined to his room. He put his face creams and washes down next to the sink. The bathroom was large with a hot tub size bath and white fluffy towels hanging next to the bath.
He hummed quietly and smiled gently as he left, taking in the room he was given finally. It was a large queen size bed with dark blue covers and strikingly black and white pillows. The bed had a sheer white canopy around it, making it look princess like. He liked it though, it made him feel a bit more regal.
Sighing he went to go bathe and then got dressed in one of his favorite outfits. it was a pair of light blue tight skinny pants and a cotton dress shirt with blue patterns on the collar. He slipped on a blue teardrop sapphire necklace and a pair of slippers. he fixed his hair quickly before going back to his room and checking the time.
He had just a little bit more time so he carefully pet Azul, making sure to not get too much of her fur on him and then left. He found the guard outside his room and smiled. “Do you mind showing me the way to the dining room?” he asked and the guard looked at him quietly. “Alright, it’s not that hard to learn your way around this place once you’ve been here,” they said, Lance couldn’t tell if they were a boy or girl, they had short hair but looked girlish but he decided it’d be rude to ask.
He followed them quickly they walked surprisingly fast. As they arrived Lance smiled at the guard. “Thank you,” he said, feeling a bit better from not having been too pressured by them. He walked in quiety and tried to keep his jaw shut as he looked around in awe. His eyes found Shiro almost instantly, it was hard to miss the guy. He was like a giant dog, a wolf maybe.
Shiro smiled to Lance, bright and happy like last night. Maybe they didn’t know, neither would Keith, the other prince, that he was forced to come here. He wasn’t asked, he wasn’t given a choice in coming here. Though he had to pretend as if he wanted to be here, as to assure his”family” that they would prosper with money.
“Lance! Come sit next to me!” Shiro said, smiling brightly as he patted the seat next to him. Lance slowly nodded and shuffled over, sitting down. Keith glaced to Lance, smirking slightly as he noticed Shiro’s excitement. “Did you sleep well?” Shiro asked, beaming happily.
“I did, thank you,” he responded smoothly, forcing on a sweet smile. The queen and king came in and thankfully breakfast went without anything huge happening. As Lance got up he smiled to Shiro again. “I’m going to go explore the gardens, I saw them on the way in and they looked so fascinating.”
Shiro nodded and smied again. “Alright, i’ll be down in a little bit, make sure to tell one of the guards that accompanied you last night that you’ll be there,” he said before going to his parents and starting a conversation. Lance nodded and hurried off, telling the guard from the morning where he was heading.
He managed to get there without getting lost. Slowly he walked through the pathways, taking in the rose bushes and other flowers planted next to them. He leaned down, taking in the small blue flowers along the edge of the pathway. Lance sighed, standing up and looking towards the small maze. Somehow he ended up in the maze, finding a gazebo in a small part of it. Sitting down Lance rested under the shade of the gazebo.
His thoughts wandered, thinking of Hunk and then his “family”. “Found you,” the sudden voice making Lance jump out of his thoughts. It was Shiro, standing there with a gentle smile on his face. He walked closer and sat down across from Lance, smiling gently. “Why are you faking a smile around us?”
The question made Lance’s jaw drop, how had he noticed? Was he just that observant, Or perhaps he had experience faking a smile around those he felt uncomfortable around.