It's Foolproof (Lance x Reader)

A Water Fight to The Death

The time that the two of you spent in the pool consisted of splash fights, a game of marco polo, a race to the end and back, and finally, just sitting in the water and enjoying each other's company.

Lance sat next to you in the shallow end of the pool. You had your head leaned back and your legs outstretched with your eyes closed.

If this is what it would be like to date (Y/n), I actually wouldn't mind at all, he thought to himself.

He wondered what would happen when Keith would finally come to his senses and start liking (Y/n). Would you and Lance still hang out just as much as you do now? Or would you spend this time with Keith instead?

He didn't like the thought of that. What if this whole plan was a bad idea? There was no turning back now, though. After all, this was (Y/n) he was talking about. He wanted you to be able to be with whoever you wished to be with.

Back on earth, you never admitted to having crushes. No matter how much Lance tried to match-make you with a guy from the Garrison or with someone back home, you immediately would make a 'bleh' face and fake-gagged.

Why you suddenly chose to like Keith though, Lance had no idea.

But looking at you sit peacefully right now, Lance couldn't imagine why anyone wouldn't be interested in you. It might be sort of biased on his part, considering the fact that he knows you better than anyone. But you were so fun to be around. He wanted to be with you every second of his spare time.

His thoughts were interrupted by you opening your eyes and sending a huge splash to his face in one swift movement.

"Haha! I got youuu," You triumphed.

He sputtered and wiped at his eyes. His expression darkened as his mouth upturned into a sneaky smile. This means war.

You saw the competitive gleam in his eyes and immediately panicked. You were suddenly reminded of how seriously Lance took things such as pillow fights and paper ball wars.

You then tried to swim away very quickly.

Lance, however, caught you in his arms bridal style and dunked you underwater.

You resurfaced, puffing out your cheeks and spitting out water.

Soon after, you escaped out of his hold. You used your arms to send a wave of water towards him, and dodged his attempt to grasp your leg as you swam away.

He turned away from you and dolphin kicked an enormous amount of water in your direction, somehow hitting you even though you were almost 10 feet away.

"Okay, okay! Truce, I surrender," you dramatically put your hands up and reach for the white towel hanging from the railing on the steps. You waved the white towel as if it were a flag.

He laughed at your antics and swam over to you, enveloping you in his arms. "Haha, loser."

"Sore winner." You pout and flick a small amount of water in his face.

"Hey!" He splashed you again and thus yet another splash fight began. The two of you laughed and squealed and splashed each other to your heart's content.

Suddenly the sound of a throat being cleared was heard by the door.

Lance and you froze from your water battle stances.

In the doorway stood Keith and Pidge.

"Sorry to interrupt the epic battle going on here," Pidge snickered.

"Shiro called a meeting at the common room. They sent us to get you guys," says Keith, eyeing you and Lance's closeness in proximity.

"Coolio, we'll be there in two ticks," you say, flashing a polite smile, "Thanks, Green Bean, and thanks, Keith."

Keith pouts almost teasingly, "What, don't I get a cute nickname like Green Bean, here?"

You laugh, "Uh, like Red Bean...?" You jokingly suggest.

He chuckles, "We'll work on it."

You grin and give him a thumbs up, "Sure thing."

Lance takes your hand in his, causing you to turn your attention to him as he led you out the pool.

Keith huffed and rolled his eyes at Lance and walked out with Pidge following after.

You didn't see the change in Keith's mood before he left, but Lance did.

"Dude! Did you see that? Keith was, like, fuming after I held your hand," Lance held up his hand for a high five.

You high-fived him back. "Exaggerate, much?"

"I swear, (Y/n). The guy was jealous of me."

"I'll believe when I see it. Now come on, let's get to the meeting. If we're lucky, Hunk might've made snacks," you beamed.

Lance's face lit up at the mention of snacks. "Race you there!" He bolted to out the door while snatching his shirt off the hook.

"Cheater!" You quickly follow after, taking your clothes with you as well.

"Can't win 'em all, (Y/n)!"

"Pfft, watch me!" You giggle while picking up the speed.

You step on the heel of his flip-flop, causing it to come off of his foot.

"Cheap shot," he muttered as he turned to quickly pick up his shoe and start running again.

You beat him to the elevator, sticking your tongue out at him as the doors close before he could enter.

He sighed happily and smiled to himself after pressing the button for the next elevator. "Gotta love (Y/n)."