Legendary olympians (pjo x voltron crossover)

5.

Lance didn't remember falling  asleep, in fact, the last thing he could remember was crying against Keith's shoulder. Shit. He'd just laid his emotional baggage on his teammate.

He was in bed, only wearing his boxershorts. Had Keith undressed him and carried him to bed? Had he gone by himself? He honestly could not tell.

"Lance!" Shiro yelled his name at the same time he knocked on the door. "Breakfast!" Weird. They'd normally just let him sleep unless there were training. But nevertheless, Lance got dressed and headed towards the dining hall.

No one was there. Keith wasn't there. Instead of standing in the open like an idiot, Lance went outside.

The light blinded him the second he came out. "Lance! Glad you could join us!" Chiron the horse walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder. "Let's get you seated." He saw Shiro talking to some really good looking people. They were pointing at his eyes as if they were asking how he did his eyeliner. Hunk was talking to a kid with pointy ears. He was dirty and kept fiddling with a wrench as they spoke in a heated manner. Annabeth handed over a memory chip to Pidge while they were talking. Pidge seemed more excited than Annabeth, and Lance couldn't help but think they would be good friends. Keith was showing off his sword to a girl with brown hair. She was well built and looked like a fighter.

Once again he looked over his teammates. Every single one of them had a place. A group they could relate to. "You okay?" Percy were headed towards him. Lance didn't answer. He wasn't able to lie just yet. "Do you want to sit with me?" He did.

"How'd you get those?" Lance pointed on the scars on Percy's arm. "I don't bother to remember the story behind my scars."
"What do you mean?"
"We, me and Annabeth, like to move forward, not forgetting the past, but learning from it."
"Sounds like a plan." Lance winked at him and Percy let out a laugh. "Sorry for asking though, I just sometimes say dumb things, don't take it personal."

Percy got a confused look on his face. "Dumb? How?"
"I try too much to lighten the mood, but I'm not very good at it. I think it's Hunk's job now."
"Hunk's the yellow and green one, right?"
"He might be funny, but he can't dress for shit,"
Percy laughed and the food was finally finished. "Where are you from?"
"Cuba."
"What did you do there?"
"Mostly surf, learn English and take care of my siblings."
"Wait, you surf?"
"Yeah,"
"And your father?"
"Nah, he left when I was little, two kids was apparently enough for him. My mom married again, got twins."
"So you like to surf, and your dad left when you were little?"
"That's about it, yeah."
"I think you might be my brother,"
"I'm sorry, we look nothing alike-"
"No, I mean, I think your father is Pos-" Percy stopped and smiled expectantly. "Nevermind."

Lance and Percy are the best brotp like honestly