Storytime (Voltron x Reader) (Dropped for now)

Pidge X Reader

Whenever they weren't on a mission, Sundays were always spent with each other. This was due to Allura promising them a day to rest from saving the world.

It was an unspoken rule between us. I would show up at Pidge's bedroom door a little half past nine. I'd usually be in a pair of tights and a loose top, while she wore her boy shorts and a loose top as well.

Soon the two of us would be in her bed, wrapped in warmth, while our hands would hold the cold plastic game controllers. This quintant was like any other quintant. My legs were folded underneath hers, while I rested my head on her shoulder. Pidge is pretty short herself, until I came and broke her record.

"Ya know, Lance really wanted to join us tonight." Pidge didn't sound amused.

I looked at her, "And what did the lovely geek say?" I laughed at my own nickname for her.

"Of course I said no!" she fumed. "I never get a girls quintant alone. I'm always around the guys." she bumped her head against mine.

You see, I'm also human, but from another planet. I was from Zofia, that is currently being ruled by one of the most awful man I know alive. That's why I chose to come back with them. 

"Hehe love you too, I feel special." I returned to the game.

For the past 30 doboshes, all we heard was our fingers smashing away at the buttons as we tried to beat each other in Mortal Combat. I had a tendency to lose, but no matter how many times I lost, I refused to acknowledge it. I do win, only when it's up against Lance though. I know Pidge found this quite funny and cute, but I never heard her say it aloud.

Right, tap X twice + Y once, I thought to myself, moving my fingers as fast as I could make them move. I swear, I think I was moving them faster than Hunk cutting vegetables. Blocked. A scoff escaped my lips, I refuse to be beat. Again!

Down, forward. Blocked.

Up, tap Y twice. Blocked.

Back, forward, forward. Blocked.

Gaahhh! How is she so good at this? She's one of the Paladins! When would she even have the time to practice her fighting skills? I bit my lip as I saw with sad eyes, my characters health bar slowly diminishing before me as she kept landing hits on my poor characters soul.

'How? How?' Was all that ran through my head.

I put my head back into the game.

"For Voltron!" I screamed, but it was too late.

Fatality. The screen read in bright blood red letters.

"You know Pidge, I let you win because you're always fighting in real life also." I puffed out my cheeks. Turning my head to look away from her.

"Riiiight (Y/N)," I could practically hear her smirk, "quit throwing your tantrum, you got waaay better since the last time we played." she tackled me. "I wonder how." she whispered in my ear.

How'd she figure out I practiced when she's not around? I bet Lance told her. He caught me playing by myself once.

"Remind me to kill Lance in about six vargas." I sighed.

I got out of Pidge's grasp. Scooting over to the left side of her bed, pouting I curled up to mourn for my now dead character.

"Are you sulking over there? Should I help you feel better?" Pidge whispered in my ear, her hot breath tickling my ear.

I felt her hands snake around my waist. I squeaked a little. I think I know where she's heading with this. Right before I could stop her, her hands already had reached my neck.

"Come on (Y/N), don't sulk, I know you'll get better." Pidge tickled my neck.

She knew how ticklish I was there! Yet she goes and tortures me! Well it is Pidge.

I yelled at her to stop, because it started hurting. Unconsciously I brought up my knee and hit her on her face. I felt her grip come loose and soon drop. I gasped.

"By the Gods, Pidge are you alright!?" I panicked.

I put my hand under her chin and moved her face around. I examined her nose to make sure she wasn't bleeding. Her lips didn't look as if it were cut. I sighed in content. She was fine, though there is slight bruising on her nose. Right when I went to move away, for a mere militick I felt lips on mine. I looked at Pidge with wide eyes, while hers were smirking. She did that on purpose!

"I know you got the hots for guys, but it's still fun teasing you." Pidge winked.

Without thinking another tick, we were up and about. I chased her out of her room, preparing to make sure I win and she dies. Can't wait to smear Fatality all over her face!

Some of these parts may or may not have been events that happens with one of my besties. Kay the beginning it is where you keep losing cuz i always lose. I WILL GET BETTER!
(8/30/2017)