(f/n) = friend's name
(h/c[ette]) = brunette, ravenette, redhead, blonde etc... (hard to explain loll)
*Y/N Pov*
I watched from the side as team voltron celebrated their latest victory. I can see their happy smiles and hear their gleeful laughs as I watch from afar.
They don't need me.
I know it's true, it doesn't matter anyway, I'm crazy awkward when it comes to people. Especially Keith. He makes me act slightly more fidgety and I really care about his opinion, he just doesn't seem to have one about me.
I am close with the team, don't get me wrong. Shiro is like my dad, Pidge my crazy best friend, Hunk is like my personal chef- but also a close friend, Lance is my bi-gi friend (as I like to say), Allura is like my mother (nag nag nag), Coran is like... My grandad? I've never thought about Coran..
And Keith... Uh..
I have a crush on Keith.
So, I do have a good connection to.. Most people on the team. But they don't really need me, it's not as strong a connection as everyone else has. For example, Hunk and Pidge are really close, and they have a close bond with Lance, who has a slight rivalry with Keith, and they all met at the garrison. They know Shiro because he was a legendary pilot at the garrison, and he knew Pidge's brother and father. I, however, just showed up because I was wondering around in the desert after taking the wrong bus and I happened to find them and fall into the blue lion's cave...
I shouldn't have been there at all.
They all continued to bond with Allura and Coran when we arrived on Arus through the training, while I just sat back and watched from afar, as usual.
I really miss my old home, maybe I should leave the team, maybe I should go back to (city). I'll be back to being the girl who dreams higher than she can possibly achieve, as high as Keith...
I really like him...
*Third Person*
As the (h/c[ette]) was deep in thought a certain hothead looked at her troubled, but unmistakably beautiful, face with concern swarming his entire being. He slowly began walking towards her until she walked out of the door next to her, nobody else had seemed to notice.
*(Y/N) POV*
I walked out of the room and started to put my important belongings into my backpack: some alien polaroids we took at the space mall, some space spices, a jar of glowing gems, and a dinosaur plushie Lance gave me.
I looked around my room for the last time. This has been my home for a few months... It was a really cool experience, living in an alien castle-ship.
I walked out of the room and headed towards the lounge, where everyone was celebrating. I saw Keith waiting by the door, looking straight at me. I avoid eye contact and walk past him, calling for everyone's attention.
Silence...
"Congrats on the win guys! I just wanted to say something..."
*deep breath*
"I'm leaving. I'm going back home."
I saw Pidge's eyes widen, Lance's too.
"Y'know, a few months ago I'd never have imagined to be fighting aliens, I'm glad I've been part of this but it's not where I belong."
"But (Y/N) you're part of the team, Team Voltron!" Pidge exclaimed.
"Yeah!" Everyone else echoed.
"But I'm not! I'm just a waste of time, I don't even do anything. I just sit around and celebrate your won battles."
Looks of sympathy were thrown at me, infuriating me. "Don't just look sorry, I don't want your pity. I want your help, to go home.
