You sat up in bed, coughing and gasping for air. She felt like shit. You were freezing even though you were sweating. You rubbed your temples, trying to calm the headache as it pounded in your head.
You looked over at your clock. 6:12. You sighed and swung your legs over the side you the bed. You reached for your slippers. You slipped them on and trudged to your bathroom.
You jumped when you saw your reflection. Your hair was sticking up in different directions and your face was red and dripping sweat. You grabbed your brush and dragged it through the snarls in your hair. It felt like forever till you had it done.
You got dressed in black sweats and a light blue tanktop. You put on your black and white vans high tops and walked to the kitchen. Of course Lance, Shiro and Keith were up. Lance had started waking up early to make sure that he was up before you.
Yup, Lance and you are dating. It's a rollercoaster. Fun, exciting but also scary and you are unable to see what comes next.
You walked into the kitchen and walked to the cabinets, grabbing a glass and filling it with water.
"Hey, beautiful," Lance said, winking. You drank the cold water and set it down.
"Hey." You said, staring at your hands. You could swear my vision was blurring.
"Y/N are you okay? You don't look so good." Lance said, concerned. You shook your head and blinked, clearing your vision.
"No, I'm fine." You said, walking over and plopping down on the couch next to Lance. I snuggled closer to him and hit your arms in his jacket, suddenly feeling cold. You set your head on his warm shoulder. He wrapped an arm around you.
He moved around and you groaned, his movement making you dizzy.
"Stop moving Lance." You groaned as you held him tighter. He relaxed and looked at Shiro, confused.
"Y/N, are you sure you're feeling alright?" Shiro asked, walking over. He reached for your forehead to feel if you had a fever but you hid your face his Lance's shoulder.
"Jeez Y/N, I can your heat through my jacket," Lance said. Keith groaned.
"Shut it, mullet. I wasn't flirting. Shes actually hot. Like burning up, hot. Fever hot." Lance said, looking at you. Lance took your head his free hand and moved it so he could feel your forehead.
"You have a fever, Y/N," Lance said, sounding more concerned then you've ever heard him. You smirked.
"Jeez Lance, you sound concerned. I've been shot before and you sound more concerned about me being sick then me being shot." You mumbled, smirking.
"You hid your wound until we figured out you were shot because you blacked out!" Lance said defensively. '
"eh, whatever."You said, gripping his jacket for warmth. He slipped his arm behind your back and one under your legs, picking you up bridal style.
Your eyes widened in surprise.
"Lance put me down!" You yelled but did nothing to stop him. In reality, you liked the new attention. He carried you to his bedroom.
"Why am I in your bedroom? I could get you sick." You asked as he gently put you down on his bed.
"I can take better care of you are here. Besides, I had sisters and most of the sick stuff is in here anyway. I apparently have to most room for it." He said going into his bathroom.
You heard shuffling and things being thrown onto the floor. You decided to over and help him. You knelt beside him and started to pick up the stuff he spilled.
"Thanks, Y/N." He said without looking at you. He put the stuff back into the storage area under his sink and put some bottles and containers on the counter.
"I'm going to start you a bubble bath, should help relax the tense muscles. You can sleep tense."He said, winking at you.
You giggle and watched as he started the bath and held his hand under the faucet, waiting for the water to get to the right temperature. He looked focused. Wait why was it so quiet? He's not talking. He always talks.
"Why are you so quiet?" You asked him. He looked at you.
"Would you rather me be talkative?" He asked, smiling.
"Yes," You said, straightening your back. You knew that if Lance wasn't talking, something was bothering him. He turned off the water and put some bubble bath in it. You looked up him curiously. You've never really had a bubble bath before. Yes, you were human but your parents were poor and couldn't afford much.
"Alrighty in you go." He said tugging on your shirt. You blushed bright red.
"Wha-What?" You said nervously. The fact that you were about to strip off your clothes while Lance was there made you nervous.
"Not like that. Get in the bath, cutie. Let me know when I can come in." He smiled, closing the door behind him as he walked out. You stripped off your clothes and folded them neatly and put them on the counter.
You slowly stepped into the bathtub. It was warm. You basked in the warmth and played in the bubbles like a two-year-old.
Lance waited outside, listening for you to let him know he could come in. When he didn't hear you he started to panic and he rushed to the bathroom, swinging the door open, only to see you playing in the bubbles and laughing like a little kid. He stifled a laugh but failed miserably, laughing hard and clutching his stomach.
You immediately dropped your hands and blushed profusely. Lance sat beside the tub, so he was at the same level as you. You leaned towards him, placing your hands on the side on the tub and leaning on them. You made sure you were still under the warm cover of the bubbles.
Lance stared at you, your wet H/C and beautiful E/C orbs, playfulness creating a haze over your eyes. He placed a hand on your wet, warm cheek and smiled.
"You're so beautiful." He whispered, sincerity coating his features. You placed a wet hand on the back of his head and brought his face closer to you.
You smashed your lips onto his. He stiffened, surprised by your sudden change in mood. He closed his eyes and cupped both of your cheeks. You wrapped your arms around his neck, droplets of water falling from your arms and soaking his jacket. You kissed him passionately as if this was going to be the last time you saw him. He kissed you back, eager for you just as much as you were for him. He entangled one hand in your wet locks, holding your face in place. As if you were going anywhere though.
You both pulled away, gasping for air. You smiled and stared at his blue eyes. He smiled back and combing his hand through your hair, brushing it away from your face.
"I love you, Y/N," He said softly.
"I love you, too." You said smirking. You cupped your hands and gathered water in them. You lifted your hands swiftly and threw the water at his face.
Soon enough, you were hanging an all-out water war.
A/N
Hey guys, hope you liked this chapter. This was one of the longer chapters but it sure was interesting to write. Next chapter will be out shortly.
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Voltron One Shots and Preferences
FanficHighest Ranking: #465 in Voltron (5-9-18) #6 in Shidge (6-23-18) A collection of Voltron stories and preferences. Shiro x Pidge, klance and various others with my OC. Suggestions welcome. (Slow updates) I do not own Voltron. All rights reserved.