Summary: Lance demands a kiss as a reward before going with the paladins on a mission. But what happens when he almost doesn't make it back to cash in that prize?
Warning(s): None Word Count: 1560
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Sirens blare through the empty castle halls as your rushing footsteps echo towards the blue lion's hanger. Your rare day of peace was sadly interrupted by the paladins being called out to a distress call. And even though it sounds like a rather easy mission, something about it causes an uneasy feeling to settle in the pit of your stomach. And the more you think about it, the more you realize you can't let them leave without seeing them off.
Bursting through the open doorway, you hurriedly glance around and bolt forward upon noticing your boyfriend walking up the ramp to his lion. "Lance! Wait!"
When he turns around, you see a look of surprise pass over his face before he quickly thrusts his arms out to catch you. Flinging yourself into him, you throw your arms around his neck and drag him to you. "Woah, there beautiful, not that I mind, but what's with the sudden tackle hug?"
Despite the amused tone in his voice, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you flush against him. Pushing away just enough to look in his eyes, you speak softly, "I-I just have a bad feeling about this. I feel like something is going to go wrong. Promise me you'll be careful and that you'll stay safe?"
"Aw, you're worried for little old me? You're so cute that I could just eat you up." You huff through your nose, and a pout forms on your lips, but he just laughs at your concern.
"Lance, I'm serious-"
His expression softens, and the pressure of him resting his forehead against yours stops your scolding. "I promise I'll be careful, and I'll come back to you in one piece. Now, how about you promise me something?" You blink and nod, too caught up in the loving look in his cerulean eyes to answer with words.
Smiling, he nuzzles his nose to yours gently, "When I come back, you'll give me a kiss as a reward for keeping my promise."
Some of the tension leaves your body, and you giggle at his comment, "Okay. I promise."
Lance's eyes sparkle at hearing your laugh, and he gives your sides a light squeeze, "There's my brave warrior." You can't help but snort at the stupid nickname he gives you, which only causes his dazzling smile to widen. "Now I need to go help the others, but you better have my reward ready for me when I get back."
His grip on you loosens and slides to your arms to grip your hands in his. Squeezing them, he brings each hand to his mouth to press tender kisses on the backs before slowly releasing them and jogging up the rest of the ramp.
Stepping back towards the door, you watch as his lion comes to life and raises onto its four legs with a mighty roar. It seems to stare at you in thought for a minute before it turns and takes off to catch up with the other paladins.
You remain rooted to your spot for a bit longer, still feeling the warmth of his lips on your hands. Breaking out of your daze by being called over the speakers, you shake your head to clear your thoughts. Making your way through the desolate halls to the control room, you feel grief grip your heart, and the unease returns in your gut now that Lance is gone. And you realize that all you can do is sit and wait for him to come back.
