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Lance X Reader.

Heyo! This is just to kinda kick the book off, lol. Lance is one of my favorites, alongside Shiro, so I figured I'd start with him. And this is in the POV of a female, others will have different genders.
Enjoy!

Also, I should note that this is before the whole alliance with Lotor and such.
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It was a generally normal day for Y/N, aside from the usual Galra attacks, and.... Traveling in space.
Okay, so, normal for Y/N, maybe not others.

She was doing the usual, cooking breakfast for herself, since Hunk wasn't here to cook for everyone, as he usually did. He and Keith had to go and sort out some issues with nearby aliens. They were usually quite docile, but today they had gotten a bit rowdy.

It was no big deal to Y/N, she knew the basics of cooking. Currently, she was having an omellete with ham, and Tobasco sauce. Did it sound weird to most? Possibly, but not to her.

(Oh, you're probably wondering where she got the earth ingredients from, aren't you? Welp, lets just say she was rescued and had some Earthly stuff on her, I suppose.)

She was quietly singing the the beginning of Stone Cold by Demi Lovato. She related to the song, although, she'd never admit that. It didn't affect her, really. Past relationships were... Well, in the past. But a girl can sing a song, okay!?

She didn't hear the footsteps behind entering the kitchen as she picked up the volume, getting a little to into the song. She'd finished her well cooked omellete, and turned around. She was about to sing a high note when she realized a certain Cuban boy had been listening in. "Bab- Lance! Oh my god!" She exclaimed, and put her plate on the counter, well, slammed it, in a successful attempt not to drop it. "You scared the quiznack out of me!" She told him, sitting down.

"Aww, did I surprise you?" He cooed, more flirtatious than sarcastic. He leaned forward, and then walked towards her, hands behind his back.

"No shi- I mean- crap. No crap, Sherlock." She had recently decided to stop swearing. It wasn't fun having to deal with Shiro's constant badgering.... Darn Space Dad. She had recently taken up learning German, just for the sake of indulging in her potty mouth.
But, back to the current situation.

She blushed slightly as Lance smirked, moving to sit down next to her. He noticed this, it was slightly amusing to him, but cute all the same.
"Do I need to make it up to you?~." He asked, watching as she shoveled her... Omellete? It smelled of Tobasco Sauce.. huh? Oh well. She was shoveling it in, which seemed more like a desperate attempt to avoid the question than a side affect of hunger.

She nearly choked on her food. It wasn't exactly as much of a secret as she'd like it to be, that she was head over heels for Lance. "Uh... No?" She squeaked, nervous. She didn't handle flirting all that well, in fact, she was horrible at it.

It was too cute to Lance. He loved teasing her.
"Aww, really? You're not dying for a kiss?" He asked, dramatically sighing in mock defeat. He almost chuckled as she grew a darker shade of red. It was cute how she tried to hide it. There was the beginning of a smile there as well. He liked her smile, she didn't do it often.
"You're a really good singer, you know?" T'was more of a compliment than a question. He knew she didn't handle affection well, but he couldn't help it. Her reactions were adorable.
However, something seemed to dampen her mood.

"No... No, I'm not." She muttered. It wasn't that she was offended by Lance saying that... It was just....
Her mother didn't like her singing, and her ex-boyfriend told her it was annoying. She felt that she didn't have a talent when it came to singing, so she tried not to do it around others.

"Are you kidding me? I heard you, you were amazing!" He said, gesturing exaggeratedly with his hands to emphasize his point.
How in the world did she not see it?

"I.. What?" Y/N was so confused. He liked her voice? "I.. Just.. Was always told it was annoying.." She fumbled over her words, unsure of why she was telling him this.
Oh no. Social anxiety, my old friend.
Her hands started fidgeting slightly, nervous to be talking about such a sensitive topic.

"What? who told you that?" Lance asked in a soft voice, looking directly at her. He'd consider homicide if it wasn't illegal. And besides, prison orange was not his color.

"Well... Uh, look, Lance. This is stupid, it doesn't matter. Don't worry about me." The girl said, offering a weak smile in effort to reassure Lance. "I'm fine."

"No, don't say that. It most definitely matters. You matter." He noticed her hands had gradually increased their fidgeting, and he gently eased them into his own, causing her to turn and look at him in surprise.
"Look, whoever told you that, they were wrong. Don't let 'em get under your skin." He said, noticing they had become close in proximity. He hoped she didn't mind.
"You have a beautiful voice. Don't ever doubt that."

Y/N's heart rate had also gradually increased. Lance, the man who she'd been pining over for close to a year now, was currently holding her hands in his, and was close enough to kiss her.
She was a deep shade of red, and desperately hoped he didn't notice.
".. Okay." She started. "Lance..... Thank you." She said those words as if she thought she'd never expected to say them. She wasn't used to seeing this side of him, focused on her of all people.

Okay, now was the time she decided to let how close they were get to her. She wanted to kiss him right there, but she was to scared. What if he didn't like her back? What if he was disgusted that she'd try to kiss him?
She hoped he'd take initiative if he did return her feelings.

Lance didn't respond, he just continued to get closer and closer, giving her plenty of time to back out.
He looked into her vivid E/C eyes, sensing a bit of unease. He took it as her just being nervous, and closed the gap between them.

Y/N felt his lips touch hers, and her eyes widened a bit, mildly surprised, but she didn't move away. She kissed back, unable to resist smiling just a bit. He most have taken that nicely, because his reaction was pleasant.

Lance smirked, snaking his hands up to pull Y/N closer. This was definitely better than he imagined, she felt better than he imagined.
He felt her arms gently being put on his shoulders, and without really thinking about it, brought his hands up to cradle her head.
He opened his mouth up a bit, and grazed his tongue over her lips, asking for entrance, in which she obliged.

She let out a inaudible little moan of satisfaction at his tongue snaking it's way inside of her mouth, exploring the 'land', so to speak, he claimed thoroughly. He must have caught on to the action that she had made in the midst of her pleasure, because a chuckle escaped his mouth.

This lasted for a few moments, before he pulled away, a smirk on his lips. It wasn't so much cocky as it was playful.

"You're welcome~." He answered her previous thanking. He felt like he just won a million wars, because the smile on her face was more genuine than he'd ever seen it. Her E/C eyes were glimmering with joy.

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Whew! I hope this wasn't too bad. I tried my best to get Lance's personality right, but I think I need a little more practice.
Sorry if this didn't really fit your personality, I was basing it more off of me than anyone else, haha.