i bet you look good on the dancefloor

Chapter 6: of common grounds & lindy hop

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Pidge returns with Hunk and a box of steaming cupcakes at 11:30 am.

"I can't believe that you're actually asking me to send you those ancient Rebecca Sugar song covers," Pidge hisses lowly into his ear and types away at their phone. "Just how badly do you have it for this guy? Didn't you say that playing for others is what 'pansies who can't get laid' do?"

"Look, times have changed. I really really need you to do this for me; I've got a boy to impress." Lance stretches out the kinks plaguing his muscles and fixes his messy hair in the mirror. Pidge catches his gaze in the surface, looking a little skeptic. "He is the One, he is the Flame Prince...ss to my Finn, man."

"Oh, I can clearly see that everything's changed. You haven't logged into the chat for more than ten hours now, this is some serious shit. Almost missed all of your liveblogs."

"Do not summon me, Pidgey, or you'll regret it and end up rage-quitting the chat or something. Again." Lance grabs their head by the sides and turns it in the direction of Hunk and Keith who are animatedly talking about something. "Look at them bonding - Keith's stealing my bear bro away."

"I think that your boo is actually being stolen by that tall friend of yours." Pidge bats his prying fingers away and stands on their tiptoes, pointing at Shay who is shyly eyeing Hunk, getting some choice warm gazes in return. What a smooth operator, Lance is proud.

"I can get behind this. They'd be a total power couple." Lance shrugs and pushes Pidge in Keith's direction. "Now you go over there and make sure that Hunk doesn't start quoting my diary entries to him."

"There's not much to quote other than that one entry wherein – "

Lance's fingers return, twice as strong. "You too!?"

"You can't hide your stuff for shit."

Lance toes Pidge's butt at that.

Pidge stumbles in on Keith and Hunk's bonding moment right as Hunk finishes saying something related to RB – not a good thing to happen – and whips out the cupcakes.

Keith smiles politely and is about to refuse, but Hunk only waves a finger in front of his face. "Dairy-free! Special vegan recipe that I've found."

Pidge almost wants to laugh at Keith's miffed expression. He blinks owlishly and accepts the gift that's taken a full day for the taller man to make. "Uh, how'd you find out my preferences?"

"Oh, Lance told me!" Hunk chirps happily and Pidge should really step in, but they're far too entertained to bother. Hunk's face twists up with mock-horror. "Wait, I wasn't supposed to say that. Don't tell Lance that I told you! Anyways, it was quite a challenge to bake them, but I tried my best. I'd say that they came out pretty darn great, man."

Keith takes a cupcake, going completely starry-eyed once the taste reaches his tongue. "So... Lance told you," he trails off innocently and Hunk nods eagerly. "How'd he find out?"

"We've all been big fans of RB for years now," Hunk offers. Pidge tenses up, ready to forcefully silence him if he mentions something regarding Voltron, but Hunk's far too smart to do something like that. "But Lance is the biggest one. He took up dancing because he was extremely impressed by you guys!"

"Oh really..." Keith hums, seemingly lost deep in thought, and peers at Lance who immediately pretends that he's checking himself out in the mirrors.

"He's really happy to be here and that he got a chance to dance with you."

Keith's face is kept carefully emotionless, and in a blink of an eye, the aforementioned brunet is by their side, grip steel-like on his friends' shoulders.