Klance
Lance grinned, leaning back in his chair. Allura elbowed him, causing him to pout and sit straight up.
Currently, they were on a planet called Arythia. The Arythians were similar to Alteans and humans, but had wings and were much taller. Voltron was trying to form an alliance with the Arythians.
However, Lance was making that feat rather difficult. He'd bicker with Keith, mess with the formal, Altean suit Coran and Allura gave him, and wouldn't sit still. Lance continuously flirted with and winked at the princesses, causing the girls to giggle and the king's brow to twitch.
Allura was getting fed up and was entirely, thoroughly relieved once the dinner was over. "Shiro, will you please keep Lance away from the princesses while I discuss arrangements with King Luthian?" Shiro bowed his head to her and grabbed the back of Lance's collar before he could sneak off. "Thank you."
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Lance pouted, slouching in the lounge. "Come on, those princesses were totally in love with me!"
"You say everyone is in love with you, Lance." Pidge muttered.
The blue paladin chuckled, and shrugged. "It's true."
Shiro pinched the bridge of his nose. "Keith isn't."
The other three turned their heads to face Shiro. Hunk snorted and raised a brow. "What're you implying, Shiro?"
A grin split across Pidge's face and looked back down at her laptop. "Smooth."
Shiro sat up. "You say everyone is in love with you. From what I know, Keith hates your guts and you hate his."
Lance smirked and sat up. "I beg to differ." He rest his elbow on his knee and point at Shiro. "What Keith has is known as 'tough love.' He loves me, he just doesn't show it."
Hunk and Pidge giggled.
Shiro hummed, a smirk growing on his face. "And you?"
"Naw, I just hate his mullet." Lance shrugged, smug grin still plastered on his face. "But I'm irresistible."
Pidge groaned at the sudden twinkle is Shiro's dark, amused eyes. "Oh no."
Shiro chuckled, folding his arms over his chest. "Prove it."
"What?"
"You heard me." The sly smirk on Shiro's face grew and his eyes narrowed in mischief. "I want you to prove Keith loves you."
Hunk smothered his giggles with his hands while Pidge hung her head and sighed. Lance chuckled, raking his slim fingers through his unkempt hair.
"Easy as quiznak, Shiro. What's in it for me?" Lance raised a brow, leaning closer to their leader.
The black paladin also leaned. "Not much to wage on out in Space." Shiro mused. "How about services. If I win, you're my servant for the entire next day. You win, I'm your servant the entire next day."
"Deadline?"
"One week."
"Damn." Lance hissed, but held out his hand. "You got a done deal, daddy."
"Stop!" All three other paladins groaned, heads rolling over their shoulders or dropping to level their shoulders.
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