Rivals ||Klance Voltron||

Monday Moarning

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" Matt, stop. You're being silly- as usual."  Pidge told her brother as he kept banging his head on the locker.

" How does one live with a B on their record?" The blond guy cried out.

" Easy, you get a D, so you start liking the B." Hunk advised out of experience, which only made Matt more frustrated.

Pidge pulled her brother by his sweatshirt and tapped his shoulder. She rolled her eyes but managed to show him the love he needed.

" It's okay, you'll still get your scholarship to that fancy piloting school." She soothed.

" Oh, Katie. Easy to say when you've skipped two grades already." The 18 year old said, holding his sister close nontheless.

" You and I are gonna skip class today and go have us a sibling day. Remember? We always have fun at those. It will get your mind off things." Pidge beamed.

" Ah, the Holy Holt Skipday. Dad would've been glad we're still doing this." Matt smiled, or at least tried through his building sadness over the mention of his late father.

Pidge shrinked at the subject and held her older brother tighter. He engulfed her whole body with his strong arms and rested his chin on the top of her camomile-scented hair. A few tears were mixing with their fluffy moment.

It seemed as though they forgot Hunk was behind them. He didn't mind. His steps led him away from the scene, not wanting to intrude on their moment. He loved seeing siblings getting along and holding each other up in the midst of weaknesses, especially since he was an only child.

" 'Sup Hunk!" One of the muscled guys of the class greeted him. They high-fived as they walked past each other and another two large seniors threw a Hey Bigman his way.

He smiled wide as he gave each of them a special greeting. They were friends he'd gathered from the wrestling club, and from being a naturally social person. He'd see two people talking at the lockers, catch a few words and comment on them. He had a certain friendly charm, a warm welcome in his smile that everybody sought to find in people they associate with.

On sight, his beautiful girlfriend, Shay, ran from the end of the hall and jumped in his arms. Some passers awed at them. They had a little talk before she hurried to the library. She had a project to finish and her partners were not the hardworking type.

He turned the corner, lost in his thoughts of Shay and chicken lasagna, until he hit a rather slim body. He held onto their slightly muscled arms to stop the person from falling.

" I was looking for you." The guy said, looking up at his best friend and sucking the inside of his cheek.

" Hey Lancey, you okay?"

" I did something stupid." Lance whispered as they both rested against the wall.

" You didn't kill anyone, did you?" Hunk was already looking around for any witnesses of the conversation. " I know a place we can dump the body."

" What? No! No... Not that kind of stupid."

" Oh thank God, because I was totally going to turn you in." Hunk chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

Lance glared at him, knowing very well Hunk would go against all morals for his friends.

" So, shoot. What stupid thing?" The big guy asked.

" It has to do with Keith."

I should have known, Hunk told himself.

" So I did the stupid thing yesterday, and today he doesn't come to school."

" Yeah, he never skips; I did think something was off. Then again, we can't really know; he could be sick. What stupid thing do you speak of, though?"

Lance crossed his arms and stared into the hazel eyes on the familiar face. He stayed like that for about two minutes. He started tapping his boots on the marble floor.

" ... Are you... gonna tell me? Or were you building suspense for nothing?"

" I'm bi, aren't I?" Lance asked quickly.

Hunk took a deep breath, a little more able to imagine what could have happened between the two troublesome boys now. He nodded.

" I took him to a Halloween party. I made a move there, I don't know why. I shouldn't have. My crush on Keith was supposed to be buried under a thick layer of rivalry and on top of that, some friendship. This wasn't the plan."

" Oh, buddy." Hunk sighed, grabbing the slightly shorter guy's shoulder.

" He's mad, I can feel it. He's had time to recollect his thoughts and decided he hates me. He doesn't answer on text. God, I feel bad."

" You don't need to feel bad, Lance. This is natural, people have crushes and are tempted to make moves all the time. You had the guts to show him. If that's something to feel bad for, then sign me up!"

Lance hesitated, pulling at his fingers.

" I kind of, told him you and Pidge would be at the party. But you weren't and then halfway through it, he became distant and... silent. Like he realized something and regretted being there. I started coming up with these silly games to keep his thoughts with me. It was horrible, Hunk."

Then my sister decided to undress him with nothing but her eyes and he just sat there uncomfortably behind me in the car.

What? She thought I didn't notice?

It must have overwhelmed him: being around two horny teenagers.

Hunk spent lunch break talking over things and attempting to stitch up the wound that Lance inflicted on himself. He'd managed to make him smile toward the end. Although they both knew it wasn't from the heart.

This was something even Hunk couldn't help with. This was something only for Lance to feel. Only for Lance and Keith to understand.

At least he hoped the other boy will understand. Lance felt intolerablly guilty.

Author's note

Yo yo

Bringing you chapter what? 27!

Can you believe this book has this much chapters! But there's still a long way to go, I promise!

I went a little deeper into Hunk and Pidge's characters because they are freaking cute, however this book is KLANCE sooo... ;)

This chapter is dedicated to 8512L15 FOR VOTING ON ALL CHAPTERS AND SHOWING ME THAT THEY LIKE THIS STORY. THANK YOU!

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, dear.

See ya in the next chapter!