Klance: It's all Pidge's Fault

Form Voltron.

    When Lance came back from the bathroom, his face was covered in a white face mask. Pidge and Keith looked up surprised. They couldn't help it, they began to laugh.

"You look like such a fucking idiot!" Keith hollered between breaths.

"Hey! Shut up! Don't make fun of my precious routine!" Lance whined, taking his spot on the couch again. Keith laughed, and pulled on Lance's legs. Lance grinned realizing Keith wanted Lance to put them over him again.

"You like my long legs don't you," whispered Lance, in a seductive tone. Keith shivered.

"Yeas," he murmured back, making Lance chuckle. He slipped his legs back over Keith's shoulders, as he had them before.

Pidge and Keith continued to play, hoping they could learn some tricks before Shiro and Hunk came. Lance texted Hunk, telling him Keith's house was next to Pidge's.

Hunkcicle: I can't believe how good you and Keith get along now! It's awesome! ☀️

Doofus: He's still really annoying 😾

Hunkcicle: Suuuuuuure

Hunkcicle: I'm almost there!

Doofus: ✨

Before they knew it, they all heard a knock on the door.

"I'll get it! Wouldn't want to you guys to have to get up when you're in such a...comfortable position," Pidge smirked. Keith gave her a warning glare, as she went to the door.

"Hey Hunk! Come on in!" Pidge cheered, leading Hunk to the living room.

"Hey Pidge! Hey everyone!" Hunk cheered as he came to the living room. He glanced at Lance's legs curiously, wondering why they were wrapped around Keith. He quirked an eyebrow at Pidge, but she shook her head.

"Pidge give him the yellow controller!" Keith ordered, as Hunk sat down in between Pidge and Lance.

"Yes your majesty," Pidge murmured, handing over the controller. Just as they all were getting situated, Shiro came through the front door. They all turned their heads smelling the food.

"Hey...guys?" Shiro whimpered as a stampede of hungry faces swarmed at him. Before he knew it all the food had been distributed, and the teens began to dig in. Shiro chuckled to himself.

"Wow! We sure have a full house tonight, don't we Keith?" Shiro said, coming over the the kitchen table where all the devouring of food was taking place.

"Well yeah, we need five players to form Voltron. It's the only was we'll defeat the game," Keith explained. Shiro rolled his eyes.

"Sure, that's the reason. It totally doesn't have to do to the fact that your finally opening yourself up and making friends," Shiro insisted. Keith blushed.

"Do you really have to say that in front of everybody?" He asked annoyed. Shiro laughed, shrugging. Then he grabbed his own food. Before they all knew it, they were back to the living room. Pidge, Hunk, Keith, and Lance returned to their sitting positions from before, while Shiro took the arm chair.

"Alright team we got this!" Shiro yelled. They all began to fight against the galra, typing their controllers frantically.

    "Ahhhh, Pidge help!" Hunk screamed.

    "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!" Keith yelled.

    "Are you sure we can't just hack into the game?" Pidge groaned.

   "Dang that alien lady is kinda hot," commented Lance.

    "Form Voltron!" Roared Shiro.

     Finally the game ended, leaving them all breathless. They all heaved breaths in silence, looking at each other in shock.