Watching You, While You're Watching Us (Shklance)

An Asshole With Shiny Hair

Lance was looking forward to finishing the year out. Seeing his family for the holidays had put him right back into the mental state he worked best in. And after this, he'd be in his last year of college! One large step closer to being an actual marine biologist. He was hoping to get at least an internship position at the nearby coastal laboratory that he had showed at in his first year after he graduated. Also over the break, there had been no distraction from hot guys who were driving Lance crazy. He had used the time to try and work his feelings out for said guys instead. He ultimately decided that he was going to slowly get rid of his crush and then try to become close friends with them. Shiro and Keith were good people. He just hoped he could go through with his entire plan before the two noticed anything.

Having your first lecture after break at 8AM was not ideal, but it had been the only one that had seats left when Lance originally scheduled. So, he was a bit bleary as he made his way to the building across campus. He was so bleary that had thought he had actually hallucinated on his way to class! A horrible hallucination that was so vivid it had walked into the administration building and even seemed to look back at him. Lance rubbed his eyes to try and clear his vision and straighten his mind. It couldn't be that the hallucination was real, could it? He was supposed to be on suspension. What day was it? Lance brought out his phone to check. His phone's date read January 20th. Lance felt his heart drop, this was the day that he had been dreading for the last six months. He never realized that was the day things started back up in more ways than one. He quickened his pace until he reached his lecture hall.

It was hard to focus on the lesson. Lance's body was shaky, his mind clouded with a hundred anxious thoughts. The exploration of 1800's literature was not making the list by a mile.

For once, Lance felt that a lecture ended too quickly. He didn't want to walk around campus so soon. He hadn't even gotten his nervous system to settle completely. Thankfully, Lance's way to the next two classes went smoothly. Nothing was out of the norm. Maybe he had been mistaken, just a hallucination driven be past stressors. Maybe he hadn't seen his worst nightmare in the flesh. Maybe he got the date wrong, or his phone was breaking, and he still had time.

But when Lance heard the voice that slithered through his ears, giving him that familiar chill that wrapped itself throughout his body, he knew that time was well and truly up. That all his hopes were nothing more than fleeting prayers gone unanswered. He just wanted to go grab lunch! Get some work done! Catch up with Hunk! He couldn't do this, he didn't deserve to deal with this all over again. Lance slowly turned to face the source of the voice, things would be worse if he didn't, he knew that. How he wished he had listened to his mama and carried pepper spray on him.

"Lotor," Lance's voice was tight and every muscle in his body felt like it was pulled taunt. His pulse drummed through his ears.

"Hello, Lancey. Have you missed me? You've been without your alpha for so long now, haven't you?" Lotor stepped forward and Lance shuffled back.

"You are not my alpha. That's not how things work anymore. I don't belong to anyone, and I sure as hell don't belong to you," Lance was trying to stay confident as anger and fear clashed throughout his body. He was starting to get dizzy and couldn't catch his breath.

"Oh now, don't be that way. You can't deny biological fate, biological instincts." Lotor was far too close. When had he moved again?

"That's like saying you have to listen to fate—it doesn't exist."

"Well my fate certainly still pulls me to you. I'm sure your instincts aren't silent either."

"Sure, they scream at me to never see you again. Repulsion, put simply," Lance couldn't take much more of this. He thought things had changed, and he couldn't—wouldn't go back to how they had been.