Lance POV
"Please don't pick me, please don't pick-" "Lance!" Pidge calls cheerfully. "Truth or dare." "Shit." "Uh" I say stupidly. "Truth?" Pidge doesn't even hesitate. "Who do you have a crush on?" "Nononononono! Brain???? Help me out here?" Meep." Brain replies. I glance at Keith, who's glaring murderously at Pidge. Shiro, Allura, Hunk and Pidge are all watching me intently. My eyes land on the plate of cookies. I shove one in my mouth to buy me time, Pidge begins to tap their foot impatiently. Suddenly I get an idea. "Khfgg." I say around the cookie. "What?" Pidge asks. I swallow quickly, "no." I say. "I answered the question. It's my turn." "He's not wrong." Keith says before Pidge can say anything. "Hm." Pidge mumbles, narrowing her eyes at me and Keith. I clear my throat, "a-anyway, um Hunk! Truth or dare!"
~time skip brought to you by Coran Coran the gorgeous man~
Keith POV
pretty soon, Lance starts to calm down and actually enjoy himself for awhile, just joking and laughing at the stupid shit we're doing. He's cute when he's laughing. But of course someone had to ruin it. That someone was none other than Takashi fucking Shirogane, my former best friend. He and Pidge had been whispering for awhile so I knew something was up, but I didn't expect this. "Lance, truth or dare." He asks. Unfortunately, Lance is comfortable now. "Dare!" He says confidently. "I dare you....to sit on Keith's lap for the rest of the game." Lance pauses. His face goes red, his hands start shaking. "S-sure!" He gulps. He stands up slowly and walks towards me. Now I'm blushing too, hands are starting to sweat. He sets himself gingerly on the edge of the couch in between my legs. "On his lap, not his kneecaps!" Pidge Snickers. Lance fakes a laugh and sits more comfortably. I can feel his heat on my chest, his hair against my face, it smells like some fancy-ass shampoo. I put my arms around his waist. "Calm down." I whisper. He relaxes just a little against me, his back fitting perfectly against my stomach even though he's taller. I like that I can make him feel comfortable. I want to be his safe place. I lean forward and settle my my chin on his shoulder. "Woah there skipper!" My brain protests. "I want to be his safe place?" He's doing this for a dare, man! He doesn't like you!" " Kindly shut the fuck up and let me have this." I reply.
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Voltron: truth or dare (Klance)
Romancesaw a shit ton of these, but not enough. mostly made the fuck up by me, but you can ask for truths or dares. ⚠️ probably smut, cussing, and maybe fluff/angst, depends on the audience and their opinions.
