Lance X Keith X punk!reader

Part Six

"So how does this work?" Lance mumbled. Hunk shrugged and looked down at the power washer with a look of confusion.

"Maybe we push this...then switch thi-" water bursted from the small hose and shot Lance directly in the stomach, causing him to scream like a child. Keith and (y/n) watched Hunk yell and wave the hose around in rapid movements. Keith looked over at her and sighed. She smiled at him and took another sip of soda as he jumped off the back of the car you were both sitting on.

"I'll get it," he said, oh so enthusiastically, and turned the hose off. Lance immediately took of his soaked jacket and shirt then looked over at (y/n) and winked.

"Like what you see?" He yelled and rolled his stomach with his arms behind his head. She blushed, wide eyed, at his surprising six pack. Keith sprayed him with the highest water pressure, causing Lance to once again scream like a little girl and take cover behind a section of brick wall. Keith turned off the power washer and handed it to Hunk who smiled awkwardly and began spraying the walls. Lance jumped out from behind the wall and plopped down beside (y/n) and Keith with a smirk.

"Glad you didn't spray my pants, I don't think (y/n) could handel it if she saw-" Lance began as he looked at Keith, only for him to cut hid fellow 'paladin' off.

"Shut up, please," he said with an exasperated tone and stood. Before Lance could respond a large truck drove into the parking lot and halted in front of the three. Shiro and Pidge pulled in behind them and stepped out of the car with smiles on their faces.

"You'll never guess what we brought!" Shiro yelled to her. (Y/n) raised an eyebrow and watched him and the men driving the truck unload crates of tattooing equitment and two black leather chairs for customers. (Y/n) grinned from ear to ear and searched through the boxes, ogling at the ink and quality of the chairs. She practically squealed and leaped into Shiro's arms. He blushed and hugged her back as she pecked him and the cheek and carried some of the boxes inside. Lance and Keith huffed and practically blew steam from their ears as Shiro waved his hands innocently and began to beg for forgiveness. Hunk and Pidge laughed and cleaned the last of the outside wall, allowing (y/n) to ogle at her new equitment and start repairing what she could of her old things. (Y/n) walked back outside to thank Shiro again, but was quickly silenced when Shiro began speaking on the phone. All eyes were on him as he nodded and pointed at the cars and everyone ran to their separate vehicles.

"See ya, beautiful," Lance smiled faintly and jumped in his car, leaving her alone in the parking lot as Shiro raced to his own car.

"What's going on?" She yelled as he started the engine.

"Alura called, Galra were spotted with various hostages," he said quickly. (Y/n) nodded and watched Shiro speed away, only for Keith to pull up beside her. She looked at him wit confused eyes as he rolled down the window and half grinned.

"Wish me luck?" He smiled and she ruffled his hair with a worried grin.

"Be careful," she almost whispered as she looked into his eyes, "and take care of Lance, make sure he doesn't do anything stupid." Keith looked away after her comment and nodded.

"You stay inside and make sure you don't do anything stupid while I'm gone," he said sarcastically and drove off. She watched after him with a small smile and crossed her arms. They really worried her sometimes.

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(Y/n) sighed as she wiped her hands on her pants and looked at her nearly finished shop. It was still missing a lot but if things kept getting fixed at this rate it would be done in no time. It still had no windows, but the glass was cleaned and they were moving in some new furniture in two days so this would probably work out just fine. Her eyes wandered to the setting sun outside her window and worry settled in her eyes. The boys hadn't called her sense they left and she was starting to worry. Images of Lance and Keith flashed through her mind and all she could do was worry. Something about those two made her feel safe, like she was at home again. After this all get settled she might go visit her family, yep that sounds good. She smiled as she locked the door as she walked outside and pulled her bike out from beside her building. It was one of the few things they hadn't found and broken when she was gone. She grabbed the handels of the motor cycle and shivered in the darkness of the alley. He eyes fell into the stars above her and embraced their cold light. There was no moon to light up the streets, and most of the streetlights had gone out due to lack money in the city. She sighed and relaxed the mucels in her shoulders as she walked back towards the street.

Two large hands gripped her waist and threw her backwards, causing her body to collide with an empty dumpster. The sound of bone on metal rung through the street as a large figure stormed towards her as she rolled to the side as adrenaline rushed through her body but his foot slammed down beside her head. A small wiper escaped her lips as his hand wrapped around her throat and began to choke her. She clawed at his hands and reached for her bike keys. Her vision began to fade and her rapid movements became slow and her movements were lazy.

"Help," she choked out, desperate for any one to save her. The man above her laughed and slammed her head against the pavement, causing her to black out. Her body went limps as he picked her up and dragged her to a car around the corner and threw her into the backseat. The Galra does not accept defeat.