Accidental Intentions

16 • Blur

Lance was annoyed.

He wanted to sleep, but when Keith came back with Shiro, the senior officer wouldn't let him. Something about monitoring his cognitive something or other. And they kept asking stupid questions like if he knew what today's date was, what was the first time he'd gotten into trouble with Hunk and Pidge at the Garrison, if he knew where they were. Who do he first meet first, Pidge or Hunk? Where was he when he met them? Lance was sure someone else could answer those for Shiro and leave him be. And he pointed this out.

And then came the torrent of personal questions. What were his parents' names? Did he have siblings? How many? What were their names? Did he have any pets?

Lance was annoyed at the sudden interest in his home life. Not that he had anything to hide, but he didn't understand why suddenly everyone wanted to know every detail. It's not like they normally cared about his life and where he came from. Why now?

And then they wanted to stick him in one of those freaky Altean healing tanks. Shiro mentioned that it would heal the cut, but wouldn't do much for his brain. Keith pointed out that had always been a moot point. Lance was having trouble tracking the conversation, but he was sure it was an insult.

Coran appeared and informed them that the tank was ready and should he bring a gurney for Lance. Shiro refused, saying he would carry him. Lance insisted he was fine, he could walk by himself but everyone ignored him as Shiro hoisted him into his back.

Lance didn't understand. One minute they couldn't get enough information out him, and now it was like he wasn't even there.

Mmm.

Shiro had a really sexy back. So he told him so.