Pidge x reader

Head over heels for you

" I love you"
Shaking your head frantically you twisted your body away from the mirror.

You took another deep breath in and continued to repeat the same dialogue again in several different tones each time.
" I ... Like you "
" ...I love you "
" I live- uh love you"
" I- ... I . I - I-  l- Iove you "
" I love youuuuu "
" I - ughhhhh"

You turned and banged your head against the wall opposite to your bed. Despite it slightly hurting from the sudden and aggressive thud, it was cold and felt more like an ice pack than a wall.

You needed something cool , something to distract you from the stupidity you were about to pull.
" I can't confess like this, well I could but- focus ( y/n )" .

you were about to tell one of your fellow Paladins of Voltron that you had feelings for them. " Pidge.. Your pretty cool.. Well pretty overall..........." You turned your back to the wall and slid down the cold surface before covering your bushing face with your arms and knees.

You groaned loudly " this isn't working ... I just -" lifting your head up your eyes glided across the room looking for some sort of answer for your problem.

" can't say this sorta stuff of the top of m-". Your eyes widened along with your lips as they grew into a proud smile at the thought of your wonderful plan.

Grabbing a pen, words flooded from your head onto the back of your hand and within 5 minutes of frantic writing, (and smudging out words) the pen was placed down and you were left to read the confession of a love struck paladin.

" if you can't speak it , write it !" You laughed out before heading out of your room.

You assumed right that Pidge would be tinkering away on their lion , either from a lucky guess orrrr maybe since you were a bit of a stalker that knew this sorta thing.

Your breathing became heavier and your cheeks felt heated. " mmm" you nervously sighed , you kept digging your fingers into your palms and you noticed them growing clammy. You twisted your wrist revealing your romantic letter scribbled onto your hand, eyes focused on each word as you mumbled the words to yourself several times for precaution and fear of screwing this chance up.

After that confidence booster, you moved your leg forward hitting motion sensors to open up the metal doors facing you. Surprisingly, Pidge didn't notice the humming noise from behind or if they did , they didn't give it much thought.

Your mouth froze on the spot and your prepared words were basically choked back down your throat.

Why, why couldn't you do it?

You weren't panicking, you weren't dying either. In fact ... You felt ... Relaxed. You watched in awe at the small paladin sitting with their back facing you from across the other side of the room. They looked content , sitting with their legs crossed in a comfortable position and small beeping that hit your ears indicated that Pidge was working on a small device you seen earlier that day.

You couldn't help but smile at such an innocent sight. It reminded you of your first few months of joining Voltron, finding it hard to get any fighting techniques right and trying to digest green goo on a daily basis. But that memory of Pidge letting you help them with a device flooded back in.

Slowly, you began to move across the room with light footsteps trying your best not to disturb the small paladin.

That one night were the home sickness became unbearable, you headed to the lounge looking to escape. Instead you found the green paladin hunched up into a corner focused on their work. You'll admit it was a bit obviously that you were distressed. Your eyes gave everything away, stinging red from tears and heavy bags under your eyes suggesting a lack of sleep recently. However , you couldn't help but feel your heart warm up when Pidge offered to let you help with their device as " it's a good stress reliever ".