Voltron Mini-fics

☆Regrets☆

I'm sorry, this is the last part of the other one okay? I just really wanted to write their reactions and someone suggested and I couldn't resist I'm sorry.
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Hunk

Everyone coped in different ways, but Hunk took it hard. He did as Lance asked, continuing to cook and keeping the lion plush with him at all times.

Sometimes, he'd ask the other paladins to eat the food, he'd say it was one of Lance's favorites. When the others agreed, they decided upon pretending not to notice the sad look on the yellow pilot's face.

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Pidge

She nearly worked herself to death. Though, she remembered his note whenever she got tired. She knew he would actually find a way to kick her back to life.

She took his jacket, kept it with her wherever she went. She took his armor, cleaned it and made it look beautiful. She modified it, and put it on display in Blue's hangar.

She's kept herself away from the other paladins some days because she felt so, so bad. She thought of Lance as a brother, she felt that if he were missing instead of Matt, she would've looked even more. She would crawl through the depths of hell to find Lance. She kept her face hidden from the others so they didn't see her cry.

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Shiro

This man did nothing short of torture himself. He didn't sleep, he only are the bare essentials of what he needed, he was always working. He couldn't sleep, the nightmares would get worse. Sometimes his thoughts would overtake him.

You're supposed to be a leader. You're not allowed to pick favorites or have bias. Your entire team should matter to you equally. And when you thought you had it under control? Lance ended up killing himself because you didn't pay attention to him.

After Lance's suicide, he realized something. Lance was still a kid, barely 17. He still needs attention, just like the rest of them. But he didn't realize until it was too late.

He took the picture, like Lance asked. He hung it in his lion, so whenever they were on missions, Lance could at least be there in spirit.

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Keith

Out of all of them, Keith took it the hardest, though Coran, Hunk and Pidge were very close seconds. He cried for hours on end after he read the note, because Lance's feeling weren't unrequited. Keith loved Lance back, but he never knew how to say it.

Surprisingly, nobody else knew. The boys his their mutual pining well. But it may make sense, because both hid away their pain, love shouldn't be too hard to hide, right?

Keith trained hard every day, not stopping until his body was so worn that he'd result to crawling.

Keith took the everlasting flower, displayed it beautifully in his room, and looked at it every day. Lance had been his flower, just not so everlasting.

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Allura

Allura was ashamed of herself, to say the least. She had known the Blue paladin was insecure, every Blue paladin was! But she pushed that aside in favor of the other four, all because Lance was the slightest bit aggravating.

But she knew why he flirted and why he joked. He wanted to lighten the mood, make everyone stop being so serious all the time. But again, she pushed that aside in favor of worrying, her exhaustion growing with every passing tick.

She took Lance's foundation, as well as the rest of his makeup. He had taught her to use it before, but now, she only used it on very special occasions. She had her own makeup that she used for everyday life, but Lance's makeup was for once in a lifetime opportunity events.

Lance's makeup was special.

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Coran

Coran, his feelings were simple, yet also complex. It's hard to explain. The simplest way to get it through it anyone is by saying, he felt like he lost another son. Everyone knew Coran favored Lance over the others, and they knew from Allura that he had every right to.

Allura had told them all one night how Lance was the picture perfect image of Coran's son. Lance was very happy about this, finally being someone's bright light in a time of darkness like he's always wanted.

Coran didn't take much from Lance's room. He only took a shell necklace and a spearhead that they'd gotten on a mission, Coran had to go down as well because Allura was piloting and Lance had gotten beaten by the locals. The other paladins were on the opposite side of the planet, fighting off the Galra while they sent Lance to gather food. But the locals didn't like that, and beat him.

Coran had come down and reasoned with them, they agreed and gave Lance the necklace and spearhead as an apology. Coran would never forget that day.

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The Lions

The Lions have had Paladins die or commit suicide before, but it had never hit them this hard.

Blue cried every day, having nothing to do, no one to clean her, no one to love her or lay on her paw. Oh, her beloved Lance, driven to suicide because of the others. She held a grudge against the Paladins, but not their lions. The rest of the Pride helped get her through it. She was thankful for that.

Yellow often sent comforting images to her paladin and Blue, trying to get them to calm down and stop blaming themselves. She did that for hours on end, not minding it one bit.

Green often had to urge her paladin to sleep, though it often didn't work. At one point she had to roar loudly and wake the whole castle before her pilot left to her room and slept.

Black had to help her paladin through doubt and nightmares, two things he struggled with before but ten times more now. She sent reassuring messages and comforting purrs through his mind, that sometimes put him at ease.

Red often got impatient when her precious paladin would not stop training. But when he did eventually end, she called him to her hangar and he'd just vent. She knew all of her paladins bottled up their feelings and never want to tell anyone, but she makes them tell her. She doesn't care whether they want to or not.

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The whole team

Some days will be so bad that no one says a single word to anyone else. Some days, the Paladins, Alteans and the entire Pride would have a huge sleepover in Black's hangar.

It was always too quiet without Lance, and nobody liked it. Everyone tried to get things back to the way they were but it just didn't work. Though they all had different ways to cope, they all had one similar thought.

I'm sorry, Lance. We miss you.