Ships: Klance, Shallura
Hunk ships Klance so hard. Too bad those two idiots are blind as to how crazy in love they are with each other. Hunk decides he’s going to get them together by any means possible. There will be misunderstandings, awful dad-jokes, 60s cable, and space flu for all.
“How are you getting along with Romeo and Juliet?” Pidge asked.
Hunk sighed, “It was oddly okay at first, when they were worried about you and Shiro, but now they’re back at it and it’s worse than ever. All they ever do is insult each other until one leaves the room and then the remaining one stares longingly after. It’s driving me crazy.”
Pidgle cackled, “That sounds about right. Like the space-flu, it gets worse before it gets better.”
“I don’t know if I can take it Pidge, there’s no escape!” he sobbed into the com, “We only have so many rooms and you can be alone in your room for only so long… and… and I tried to draw the line a while back at delivering messages to each other because ‘they weren’t talking to each other’, I wasn’t getting into the middle of that noise, BUT NOW I HAVE TO BRING THEM MEALS BECAUSE THEY WON’T BE IN THE SAME ROOM TOGETHER.”