Voltron X Reader ONESHOT

Babe

Lance POV

I woke up the next morning. Thinking the kiss (Y/N) and I shared was just a dream. Then I saw the suit I was wearing on the floor. I smiled, remembering all of the gloriousness that was last night.  I looked at my alarm clock, it was only 4: 53. I sighed, knowing that I wouldn't be able to fall back to asleep with the thoughts that were running threw my brain. 

I got up and put sweatpants on over my boxers and pulled on a shirt. It was quiet in the large castle, not even Allura or Coran would be awake. I quietly walked out of my room and headed to the kitchen. I had barely gotten to the living room when I smelled it. Coffee. It was as if it wafted directly into my nose. I inhaled the scent and dreamily walked into the kitchen, only to see (Y/N) making toast. 

She was so focused in the craft of buttering toast, she jumped when I quietly said, "Good Morning." 

"Oh, Lance, good morning. Did I wake you?" her morning voice hung in the air like a whisper. Her eyes were tired and worried but happy. I shook my head, "No, no," I walked over to her. She had 2 pieces of toast, both carefully buttered, I smiled sleepy. 

"Would you like one?" she asked as she opened the cabinet to pull out another plate. I nodded, "Thanks baby," I said casually but still flirty. Her face was more red than the Mullet's lion, she looked like she might drop the plate that was in her hand.  

"I must be hearing things," she muttered to herself. I heard her perfectly but I just wanted to see how she'd react.

"What was that?" I asked holding back a smile. She looked up at me quickly.

"Hmm, what! Oh, could've sworn you called me 'baby'."

I leaned against the counter, "And what if I did," I teased. She looked at me then glanced back down at the toast as if the buttered bread would help her find her words. 

"Well Lance, I would probably blush like mad, kick myself for not knowing what to call you and spend the rest of my day figuring out what to call you" she answered like she was still at the Garrison. I smirked, she handed me the plate of toast, "Of course that's only if you called me 'Baby." She walked off taking my coffee with her. 

So that's the game we are gonna play I thought as I chased after her. She sat down in front of the large window that lead us to the view of the forest. I sat down next to her and we ate our toast, just gazing. She rested her head on my shoulder, I relaxed under her touch and sunk into the moment. Watching the sun rise even farther into the sky. I looked down at her to realize that she had fallen back to sleep. I smiled to myself. 

Gently, I turned so that her face laid against my chest. From there I slowly stood up, holding her. She whined a bit when I stepped away to lift her up. I scooped her up and she buried her face into my chest. I smiled with a happy sigh as I walked us to the living room. I laid her down on the couch and covered her with a blanket. I sighed and went to walk away. It was only 5:22 and nobody would be awake for hours.  

"Lance," she whined sleepily. I spun around. 

"Yes, gorgeous," I said. 

"Can you lay with me?" she whispered and then yawn. 

"Uh, yeah," I knew she wouldn't see my blush but I still tried to shake it away. I joined her on the couch. She pressed her face into my chest, practically melting in my arms. She was small and warm and beautiful. My chin rest on the top of her head and her drowsy breath brushed my neck. I covered us with the blanket and snaked my arms around her, holding her especially tight by the small of her back. I held her close to me and inhaled the moment. We stayed still for barely a second before she turned up and looked at me. Her eyes were tired and peaceful, she kissed my lightly on the lips before curling back into my arms. 

"Thanks Babe," she said half asleep. I felt my face burn up but the more I cuddled her the more butterflies flew away. And soon a fell asleep, still holding on to her. 

BONUS

"I SHIP IT!" Pidge whispered yelled as the young teen stood over the (Y/N) and Lance, her were peacefulling cuddling. 

"I totally saw that coming," Hunk gloated as he too stood over his two cuddling friend. Keith rolled his eyes, "Shiro, can you tell them that these two together is ridiculus, I mean, (Y/N)? With Lance?" he was pink with flustered anger. 

Shiro had his arm's crossed looking at the (Y/N) and Lance only a way a Space Dad could. 

"I knew they would be cute together, I totally ship it," he extended a hand and Pidge high-fived it. 

"Do we wake them up?" Hunk asked quietly, looking at the clock that read 8:30. Shiro shook his head. 

"It's only 8, Pidge, Hunk we only have an hour to think of ship names, follow my lead cadets!" he whispered yelled and marched off in pure determination, Hunk and Pidge following close behind. 

Keith sighed, "I'll go grab a pen." 

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I loved writing it and I was able to squeeze in some Space Dad action. Make sure share this on whatever social media plattform, it really helps. I'm thinking of starting a oneshot book, what do you think? 

Much love my Rosebuds, xoxoxo -ermzarose-