"Make sure you keep the covering on for at least two hours," (y/n) smiled as she handed the customer her change. The eighteen year old smiled and left the store leaving (y/n) with nothing to do, again. She peeled the rubber gloves off of your hands, inhaling the fresh scent of latex, and flexed her fingers. She had been working on that tattoo for almost an hour and her hands had begun to cramp. Her eyes wandered to a clock outed on the wall and she couldn't help but think about taking an early lunch break, maybe pick up some pizza, or Chinese, that sounded good. As her mind wandered a familiar blue bugatti rolled into her parking lot and glided to a gentle stop. Out stepped Lance himself, in all of his arrogant glory. He smiled at the girl inside and walked into the parlor with some cool-guy-wannabe swagger.
"Hey beautiful," he smiled and leaned on the other side of the counter.
"Hey Lance," she smiled and leaned away, "What are you doing here?"
"Checking in on you, Shiro would come, but he got tied up in training with Allura, " he winked and (y/n) couldn't decide if he was flirting with her or hinting about Shiro and whoever Allura is being a 'thing'.
"Thanks for checking, but I'm fine, you really didn't need to," she smiled fondly, at the though of someone worrying about her after she moved out, and buttoned the jacket she was wearing then grabbed the keys to her bike and the shop.
"Where are you going?" Lance asked, sounding slightly disappointed.
"Lunch," she said plainly and pulled him out the door, then locking it.
"Perfect! I can give you that joy ride I was telling you about last night, and we can pick up lunch on the way back," he grinned slyly and held out a hand for her. (Y/n) thought about it and concidered his deal, "my treat of course."
"Deal!" She shouted almost immediately and grabbed his hand. He smiled and opened the car door for her. He quickly ran to the other side of the car and fell into the driver seat, slamming the door behind him. After giving her a small grin and muttering something like 'buckle up buttercup' he cranked the engine and the radio blared top 40 as he sped out of parkinglot, leaving yet another set of tire marks on the street. (Y/n) laughed as he took sharp turns and both of them screamed green day at the top of their lungs. Before she knew it they were on a dirt road out of the city heading towards some disturbed dust clouds.
"Where are we going?" She yelled and turned down the radio.
"WHAT?" Lance yelled then blushed noticing how loud he was.
"Where, are we going?" She said again, articulating every word very precisely.
"Lunch"
He skidded to a stop in front of a shack in the dusty wasteland, he had driven you to, and opened your door once again, helping you out and walking towards a set of large tents.
"Hunk! Got enough food for one more?" Lance yelled and smiled as they both inhaled the scent of some thing wonderful on a grill.
"Of course!" Another man said. He had darker skin and brown hair, "who is she?" He said and walked closer, wiping his hands on a white apron wrapped around his waist.
"This is (Y/n), I saved her from some Galra last night," Lance stepped closer to hunk and whispered not so quietly, "she's the hottie I was telling you about."
"Ohhhhhhh," Hunk smiled and looked back at (y/n), "bean burger or tofu burger?"
"Uh-" you began but another person cut her off. He was short and wearing black skinny jeans with a green t-shirt.
"You want the bean burger, trust me. And isn't this place called a secret training ground for a reason?" She said and pushed up her round glasses.
"Haha about that," Lance laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. The new stranger rolled their eyes and looked back to (y/n).
"I'm Pidge," she held out her hand and (y/n) shook it. He smiled and walked back to the other side of the tent and began messing with some tool boxes and stray machines. Lance suddenly leaned close to (y/n) and put a hand between his lips and her ear.
"By the way Pidge is a she," he said and leaned back. She looked up at him, a bit shocked.
"Oh" was all she said as she walked towards the grill and looked at what Hunk's bean burgers looked like. As she peaked over his shoulder she saw an assortment of grilled vegetables and fruits along with some terrific smelling burgers.
"Smell good?" Hunk laughed as she practically drooled over the food. She only nodded as he closed the grill, "we can eat as soon as they get back."
"Who gets back?" She asked curiously. Hunk put up a finger as if he were about to elaborate when a familiar red Hennessey skidded to a stop just outside of the tents and Keith jumped out.
"Well I guess we're just waiting on Alura and Shiro now," Hunk said and untied the apron, leaving it on a table by the grill. (Y/n) looked back at Keith and watched him talk to Pidge. He looked up for a moment and did a double take when he saw (y/n), just standing there. They both stared at each other and she waved after about ten seconds of awkward silence. He waved back and walked towards her from the other side of the tent.
"What are you doing here?" He said, still looking a little confused.
"Uh, Lance dropped by and took me here for my lunch break," she laughed and scratched her head. He nodded and looked over at the grill.
"Smells like bean burgers again, I hope you like them," he said and watched Lance walk towards sizzling food. They both laughed when Lance stuck his hand in the grill and reached for a slice of watermelon, only for Hunk to run at him with a spatula and slap his hand causing Lance to fall to the ground and roll around dramatically. Keith smiled as she tried to hide her giggles and looked over at the dust cloud Shiro was in. 'He really should be back by now' As he studied the large form he saw a familiar black car and three not so familiar cars on its tail.
"Guys, we've got company," Keith said and grabbed (y/n)'s hand. She looked back at the cloud, then at the others as they raced to their cars. Lance ran over to her and Keith and grabbed your hand.
"Let's go, beautiful," he said and tried to tug you away only for Keith to tighten his grip on your hand.
"She's going with me I'm faster," Keith growled and pulled her a bit closer. Lance began to pull back but Keith let go of her and put a hand on Lance's shoulder, "besides, Shiro's gonna need you." Lance's eyes lit up at this comment and he puffed his chest up as he smiled down at (y/n).
"Give your hero a good luck kiss," he grinned and leaned down beside her. She grinned and rolled her eyes then leaned in to peck his cheek, only for him to turn his head and peck her lips. She turned red and looked back up at him as he ran for his car.
"Lance!" She shouted as Keith dragged (y/n) to his car , both of them red with anger. He revved the engine and slammed his foot on the gas, causing dirt to swallow the back of the car. They sped do wards the city in a furious flurry of tire marks, dust, and the lost notes of seven nation army blaring through the radio. The car twisted as he turned into the road and slammed (y/n) onto Keith's body. He kept his eyes on the road and furrowed his brow as her fingers hooked onto his shirt.
"Hold on," he growled and shifted gears, making the car speed up and fly over any bumps in the road. She dared to look at the road behind them, only to see another two cars were on their tail, and gaining.
"Keith!" She shouted, eyes still glued to their vehicles.
"I know!" He shouted back and took several other turns, quickly loosing the galra gang members, through a small alley way. It was then that she decided to unhook her death grip on his right arm and regain her composure.
"Sorry," she mumbled and let her eyes drift through the windshield in an uneven haze.
"It's fine," he smirked and flexed his right hand, "are you okay?"
"Yeah, just a little hungry," she laughed, trying tho mask the edge in her voice. He looked at her from the corner of his eye.
"I'm no Lance, but I'd be happy to take you to lunch," he said and continued to pokerface at the street ahead.
"Sounds perfect," she smiled and put hands hands together, "what do you suggest?"
"I was thinking pizza," he grinned and she nodded as he cruised through the street towards the nearest pizza place.
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Lance X Keith X punk!reader
FanfictionYou have really done it this time, haven't you? After three years of working as an 'apprentice' at a nice tattoo parlor you made a name for yourself and, finally, bought your own shop, with your own cruddy underlings. But of course, you just had to...