Shiro x Reader oneshots!

🖤! Part one [F] !🤍

(Y/N) was busy training with one of the bots in the training wing of the castle, though he were just a mechanic he still liked to keep fit and would always be up for a fight if he were ever needed.
He had a basic knowledge of fighting but was generally best at kicks, especially a roundhouse kick.

"Fuck this level is hard.." He panted, his hands on his knees as he was doubled over. When he looked up the bot wasn't to far away from him, he stood up as tall as possible and ran it it with only a few steps he'd kicked it in the chest and had finished the level.
(Y/N) turned around when he heard footsteps, though there was no one coming in through the door, he eyed around waiting for a surprise bot or something.

"Lance, if this is your idea of a funny prank I've heard you and it's not funny!" His voice bellowed through the room, as he shifted his weight to one leg and put a hand on his hip.
He flicked his gaze round to the bot lying on the ground, lifeless.

"I must be hearing shit" he murmured as he leaned his hands on his knees again but soon stood up when he heard it again.

"Well I'm not Lance but.." (Y/N) felt strong, firm arms snake their way around his waist.
He quickly turned around with a confused, frustrated and tired face but then relaxed when he only saw his loving boyfriend.

"Hi" He smiled lightly, hugging his arms around Shiro's neck.

"Hi.." His voice trailed off before he gently kissed (Y/N).
He gently smiled into the kiss as they both pulled away, he left Shiro stood for a moment as he went and sat against the wall, taking a drink from the odd-shaped Altean water bottle.
When he stood up and was greeted by Shiro standing in front of him.

"How long have you been training for?" Shiro asked as he looked down into his eyes, with a caring look.

"A few hours, like three or something" he shrugged as he put his arms around Shiro'a neck, who put his hands back on (Y/N)'s waist.

"Have you not had a break?" His caring look turned to a lightly concerned one.

"Well, I.." He avoided eye contact as he thought of an excuse.

"Oh come on, three hours without a proper break. No way" Shiro mocked him, smiling as (Y/N) leaned against the wall and withdrew his arms from Shiro's neck and folded them across his chest.

"You wanna go, pretty boy?" He smirked, knowing Shiro would get flustered as he always did when he called him 'pretty boy'.

"Hmm.." He was a bit flustered as he leaned in and kissed (Y/N) passionately for a moment before they both pulled away, in need of air.
"I think I'll settle for a kiss instead" He smiled as they both leaned in again, (Y/N) bringing his hands up to hold Shiro's face while they kissed.

"Oh come on guys! In the training wing!?" Lance's voice called from across the room as they both got startled and pulled away.
They both giggled a little as they saw Lance throw his arms up in the air.

"Okay Lance, you can continue your tantrum on your own!" He called across the room as he picked up his things along with Shiro's hand and walked away as Lance continued to ramble on about Shiro and (Y/N) kissing in the training wing.
They were just talking until they saw Allura walking towards them.

"Have you seen Lance? He came to find you both but never came back" She stopped infront of them with he hands by her sides.

"He's in the training wing, having a tantrum"

"A tantrum about what??" Allura asked. Shiro and (Y/N) both got flustered at different things and would do anything to make each-other flustered in front of others.

"Well- Uhm.." (Y/N) stammered trying to find an explanation until he felt Shiro put his hand on (Y/N)s waist and pull him closer.

"Well because he saw me and (Y/N) kissing" He stomped on Shiro's foot as he went a light shade of pink.

"(Y/N) are you alright? You've gone bright pink" She tilted her head a little in confusion and concern.

"Completely fine" He put on a small smile as he elbowed Shiro in the waist making him groan slightly as he walked away from Allura and just left Shiro and her standing there.

He speed walked away as he was quite flustered and a bit embarrassed about how flustered he was.
He heard fast footsteps behind him and turned around to see Shiro running with his helmet now under his arm.

"Shiro?-"

"Sorry. Talk later!" He sped past (Y/N), leaving a quick peck on his cheek while running as fast as he could towards the hanger where the lions were kept.

Time skip till after the fight

(Y/N) has been working on something while they were away, oblivious to the fact it was a hand-to-hand combat kind of fight.

"(Y/N)? Where are the plasters?" He turned around to see his Boyfriend with his hand covered in small cuts, as he tiredly walked towards him and groaned every few steps.

"How did that happen?" He said with concern in his voice as he cleaned the wounds and then slowly wrapped it in bandages. Shiro was sat on the counter as he wrapped his hand.

"Just..happened I guess" He shrugged, just deciding not to tell (Y/N) that it was because he'd caught a sword with his hand a few times and the fact that it would constantly slice his hand to bits.

"Are you hurt anywhere else?" He asked while not taking his eyes away from wrapping the bandage.

"(Y/N), I'm fine. I just hurt my hand a little" He picked his face up once (Y/N) finished bandaging his hand.

"I could've come down and helped if you just said-" He was cut off by Shiro kissing him, which made him let himself relax a little bit.

"It's fine, we just took a bit longer than expected" He kissed him again as (Y/N) went onto his tip-toes to reach him properly.

"Seriously man!?" The voice echoed as they pulled away from each-other.
Though Shiro just leaned his head on his boyfriends shoulder.

"What? You never kissed anyone Lance?"
(Y/N) asked as he gently ruffled Shiro's hair.

"I have so! Just don't understand why you have to kiss every time your with each-other" He half yelled.

"We don't, you just happen to always walk in when we do kiss" He rolled his eyes as he felt Shiro's body go a bit more limp.

"Uh-huh? And you don't just plan it to annoy me?" He asked sarcastically as he walked towards them.

"Your such a baby Lance" (Y/N) concluded as he felt Shiro laugh a little while Lance got a few plasters.

"You hurt yourself to?" He asked as Lance looked for some alcohol wipes.

"No, these are for Keith" He continued rifling through the box of stuff as Shiro and (Y/N) shared a glance and then looked at Lance.
"What?"

"Getting stuff for Keith hm?" (Y/N) raised his eyebrows up and down as Lance got defensive and a bit flustered.

"Well, yeah because we're...friends and he asked me to"

"Oh of course, just friends" Shiro chimed in as he lifted his head and (Y/N) laughed a little.

"Shut up!" He quickly left as Shiro hopped of the counter and held (Y/N)'s face in his hands.

"Your so handsome.." He murmured as he kissed (Y/N) for a moment before he felt him gently tug his hair a little.
They both had to pull away so they could catch their breath.

"Oh my god I love you"

"I love you to" They said before they kissed each-other again.