Homesick Lovers: Various Lance x Reader One-Shots

1. Lance - These Feelings I Hold For You

A/N; Kind of angsty?? And a bit of bad language

❝Tell me pretty lies, look me in the face, tell me that you love me, even if it's fake.❞

Lance had feelings for y/n. Undeniable, indescribable feelings that not even he knew how to explain. He flirted with other girls even though he didn't exactly mean to; she was the only girl for him, from her h/l, h/c hair to her sparkling e/c eyes, everything about her drew him to her. He dreamt of her reciprocating those intense feelings of his; of her saying "I love you." even though she didn't mean them.

❝You've been out all night, I don't know where you've been, You're slurring all your words, Not making any sense.❞

The girl had stumbled into Lance's room late at night, mumbling things that not even Lance understood. He rubbed his eyes a bit, turning on his lamp and noticing the girl was slightly intoxicated, reaching over to catch her in a strong, warm embrace before she had fallen. "It's alright y/n.. I'm here.. I'm always here." He mumbled to her, rubbing her back and kissing the top of her head; bringing her over to his bed once he had calmed her down. She did this when she was drinking late, coming into his bedroom knowing her parents wouldn't want her coming home so late, intoxicated especially.

❝'Cause I have hella feelings for you, I act like I don't fucking care, Like they ain't even there.❞

Pidge approaches the dark haired cuban, noticing the boy deep in thought while watching y/n train. "Does he have a crush on her? Nah.. probably not. Knowing Lance, he probably just thinks she's attractive or something." Pidge thinks to herself, starting to walk over towards where Lance was leaning against the wall. "Do you have a crush on y/n, Lance?" Pidge whispers to the boy once she was close enough. "W-What gives you that idea? She's just a friend bro.. nothing more!" Lance says quietly, hoping y/n didn't hear. A light blush was dusting his cheeks, trying his best to cover up those intense feelings of love he held for her. "Alright.. Sure." Pidge says with a small chuckle, walking back to continue her latest project.

❝I'm only a fool for you, and maybe you're too good for me, I'm only a fool for you.❞

The boy wakes up first thing in the morning, deciding today was the day he was going to confess to y/n. It was time she knew how he had felt for her, hoping she felt the same way for him. "Meet me at the park at 8 sharp, it's kind of important - Love, Lance." He writes down on a small note, walking over to y/n's house to deliver it to her. "Good morning Lance! Here to see Y/n?" Y/n's mother says to him, glad to see him. Her mother and father knew how Lance had felt for their daughter, giving him their approval if Lance and y/n had ever gotten into a relationship. "Yeah. Is she home?" Lance says to the woman with a bright smile, curious on if the girl was home or not. "She's upstairs in her bedroom, come on in son." She responds quickly, moving aside so the boy could enter their home. "Thank you ma'am, I hope you have a great day." Lance says to the woman, jogging up the stairs to y/n's bedroom; excited to give her the note. He knocks on the girl's door, a half asleep y/n greeting him with a hug. "Hey Lance, what's up?" She says to him, removing herself from the embrace; leaving the boy a flustered mess. "I'm here to deliver a note. Read it and make sure to come okay? I'll be waiting." Lance says to her, picking her hand up towards his lips and giving it a gentle kiss, noticing a gentle blush dusting her features once he had picked his head up from her hands. "Y-Yeah.. definitely." She says with a tiny stutter, watching the boy descend down the stairs. "I wonder what's up with him lately..? He's been so nervous and It's starting to worry me.." y/n says, noticing the boy had been acting differently around her lately. "Maybe he has feelings for me too." She says with a small smile, hoping for the best.

                    ✩ Time skip to 8 sharp ✩

Lance sat on a park bench nervously, holding a rather large bouquet of roses; knowing these were y/n's favorite. He was wearing a blue button down shirt and some ripped black skinny jeans, and his black vans, 'nice attire' according to him. He noticed the h/c girl approaching him, her wearing a blue skirt with a black crop top; her hair down and slightly curled. "She looks gorgeous.. I really hope this goes well." He thinks to himself, tapping his foot nervously against the pavement. "Hey Lance.. Was there something you wanted to tell me- What's up with all the roses?" y/n says to him, noticing the huge bouquet of roses in his arms. "Yeah. There's something i have to say to you okay..? I hope you take this well." Lance says, getting up and kneeling down in front of her. "I'm just gonna get straight to the point.. well.. Y/n, I think I'm in love with you. Wait no, I don't 'think' I'm in love with you.. I am in love with you. I have been for years now, and I'm pretty sure you've noticed but that's okay. I'm not afraid to show how much I love and care about you. I've been a fool for you for so long now, and I know you're too good for me but.. I'm just hoping.. Will you be my girlfriend? Eres mi todo, simplemente no puedo mantenerlo para mí." He says to her, pure, sincere feelings evident in those ocean blue eyes of his. "L-Lance.. I never knew you felt this way. I've been crazy about you for years too honey.. yo también te amo. I'd love to be your girlfriend." Y/n says to him, offering him her hand and letting him put the giant bouquet of roses next to where she was seated before pulling him into a tight embrace, placing her lips on his after a few seconds. "I'll make sure to take care of you for as long as I am able." Lance whispers against her lips, bringing her even closer to him and deepening the kiss.