Idk if there's a couple...
I guess we'll see
For now, brother sister relationship
Because Matthew is Daddy now
Galldam lookit him^^^
Okay, fanfic time!
"I've gotten so used to fighting with my team that it's strange battling without them." Shiro sighed, a little sore from a battle the previous day.
The other man chuckled, sitting beside him. "You sure talk about them a lot. You're like a proud dad."
Shiro rolled his eyes and nudged Matthew. "I'm just glad to know you're okay. I forgot to ask, but how are you holding up without your glasses?"
Matthew snorted. "It sucked ass when I was in prison, and when they broke me out, they made me things similar to glasses, then I kinda made contacts."
The black paladin raised a brow. "You just casually made eye-contacts in space?" Matthew shrugged as he took a sip from his cup. Shiro chuckled and shook his head. "Damn. Only you and Pidge could casually make anything in space."
Matthew huffed and set his cup down on the floor beside his feet. "Pidge is the unbelievably talented, smart, short, green paladin, right? Left arm of Voltron?"
Shiro breathed deeply, then nodded. "Yeah. She is."
"Man." Matthew snorted. "I'd like to meet her. Though, I doubt she wants to be surrounded by even more testosterone. She's the only girl aside from the princess, right?"
"Right." Shiro turned his head slightly.
Matthew leaned back, brows creasing. "Dude, you okay?"
Shiro gave a limp wave of his cybernetic hand. "Yeah, I'm fine, just... Thinking about how they're doing."
The younger man stared at Shiro a moment longer, then a smirk built up on his face. "Ooh, you like her!" Matthew sang and poked Shiro's side. Shiro's face instantly reddened. "I told you that you'd fall in love with a cute nerdy girl that could kick ass!"
"And I still find that strangely specific!" Shiro yelped, swatting Matthew's hand away as he stood. "But, I'm not in love with Pidge. I care for her a lot, but I'm not in love with her. We grew really close while being members of Voltron, but she's... More of... I don't know, a sister? She's my teammate and I care about her, but I don't love her like that."
Matthew sighed and shrugged, then slumped down into the oddly comfortable cushions. Why couldn't the cushions in the castle be this comfortable? "Fine, man. You're not in love with whoever she is... I'm still gonna try and hook you up."
Shiro sighed and carded his fingers through his hair. "I'm sure, Matt. You do that."
~
"...-iro... Taka-... Can you-...-nser me if you can-..."
Shiro snapped awake and fumbled for his helmet. Matthew groaned from the bed on the other side of the room. Shiro forced his helmet on as he got to his feet. "I'm here! I'm here, can you hear me!?"
"Shiro!"
"Takashi, oh thank God!"
Shiro slowly sat on the edge of the bed as Matthew sat up, squinting. "You're all okay..."
"We thought you were dead!"
