Voltron Oneshots

(Ship Shot - Shance) Grown Tired Of My Body

(TW: body hate/dysphoria)

Lance sighed. The mirror before him was tilted and skewed, but he didn't make a move to fix it.

In his small undies, he lifted his arms, linked his hands and twisted his body, an attempt to see his back. A big scar twisted and clung to his dark skin, spanning across his back.

He turned forwards again. Looking down at his chest, his finger ran across the scar that spanned over his ribs. This one was new. He hadn't had it long, maybe a few weeks? However long he'd had it, it sometimes hurt to touch.

He shifted his hips back and forth. Pulling the shorts down a little more, he ran his hands from his sides to his hips. He sighed again and lifted his legs a bit. They were growing hair, which made him feel more manly, but also more self conscious.

He slowly looked down again, and pinched his tummy. He was long and lanky, but he still had some tummy.

Pidge told him why he did. It was his organs and reproductive organs pressing to the walls of his stomach. The thoughts of his baby making parts against the walls of him made him frown. It's not his fault his parts weren't right.

He didn't have the chest, but he had everything else. He was very... nervous.

Pidge and Hunk knew. He went to them, Pidge especially, when his issues got bad in space.

"Fuck..." he whispered. His friends were always so good to him..

While he was distracted, his thoughts loud and his ears ringing, he felt a strong pair of hands around his hips. Snapping out of his daze with a squeak, he gasped softly when he realized who it was.

"Hey you.." the warm voice said in his ear, which made Lance shiver.

"Shiro.." He didn't want Shiro to see him like this. Today was one of the worst days he's had in a while, and he wanted his boyfriend... but not this way. The cloth of Shiros black pj pants and white tank top rubbed against Lances skin, making him squirm.

"You're sad, baby.." Whispered Shiro, sliding his hands up Lances stomach, to his chest. "What's eating at you?"

"I.." Lance was waiting. For what, he wasn't sure. Shiro to freak? He knew Matt had experience with such things as this, but Shiro had known Matt so much longer. He wasn't ready. "I'm not.. feeling good today.."

"Physically or mentally?.." the other mumbled into his neck. "both suck, but I want to know how to take care of you properly."

"..m-mentally." He whispered. "About myself..." He sniffled, which made Shiro lift his head and sigh. He let go of him, and moved to the bed to sit, patting beside him.

"Sit with me..."

"S-Shiro, I-"

"Come here.." Shiro  whispered to him in a pleading voice, his arms open.

Lance sniffled again, slowly moving to sit with him. He leaned into Shiros arms, who wrapped his arms around the smaller boys body.

"You don't have to tell me, you know."

Lances eyes snapped open, and he moved to look at Shiro. "Wha.. h-how did you.."

"Your scars.. Matt has ones to match." He whispered to him warmly. "And... Pidge wasn't having hers up in space, and neither was Matt.. I only know that cause I offered to get them snacks." Slowly rubbing Lances back, he saw Lances tears grow bigger. "Allura doesn't have a period.. and I wanted to know, so.. Pidge told me."

"T-That bitch.." Lance cussed, slowly wiping his eyes.

"I did kind of make her." Shiro pulled him to kiss his forehead. "...I'm sorry I was nosy and didn't let you tell me."

"So.. So you don't care?" He sniffled. "At all?"

"Do you want me to?" Shiro whispered to him softly. "What did you think would be my response?"

"I don't know.. I know Matt's the same as me." He looked up. "And.. I was going to tell you, but.. but I wasn't ready. For some reason, I was just.. scared. I didn't think you'd like me for that."

Shiro pulled Lance closer, pulling the blue boy into his lap. Shiro moved so he was between Lances legs, gently touching his knee before moving to cradle him.

"I'll always like you, Lance. You're my boyfriend." Shiro smiled, a fond look in his eyes. "..I even think you're the one I want to marry some day."

Lance was sobbing so hard. He was so sad before.. now they were tears of joy. He loved Shiro so much..

"I want to spoil you." Shiro whispered. "I want to love you how you deserve to be loved."

"I love you.." Lance choked out. "More than anything."

"You're the best boyfriend ever. Just because you have a period doesn't mean I think any different of you." Shiro pecked his lips, his hands gently on Lances hips. "And maybe one day, you'll be comfortable enough to share intimacy with me, huh.."

"I w-would right now..." Lance sniffled, smiling. "I want to jump on you and let you love me.. but.. I'm.." he cleared his throat. "On..-"

"Your period?" Shiro blinked. "Sweetie, why the hell didn't you tell me?"

"you didn't even know I had a period today.."

"Because you didn't tell me!" Shiro moved to lay him down. "Do you get cramps?"

"Sometimes..."

"You stay here." Shiro took Lances chin, squeezing his face as he pulled him close to kiss him. "I'll be right back.."

Lance blinked in confusion as Shiro pulled a blanket over him. "Where are you going?"

"To get you everything you need to be comfortable. Send me a list, would ya?" Lance nodded to Shiros words. "Pads or tampons?.."

Lance squirmed at the casual question. "Pads... b-but.. You don't have to.."

"I don't have to. I want to. I want you to be as comfortable as possible." Shiro gently placed a hand on Lances chest. "I know it's awkward.. but I still love you more than anything. I want you to be comfortable. Hey, how about this?" He smiled. "When I come back, we can turn on a movie and snuggle with some ice cream. How's that sound?"

Shiros heart melted at the way Lance smiled.

"That sounds perfect."

(A/N)
So can I get a gf like Shiro?? my gay ass can't wait for that
I might be projecting onto lance a bit (I'm not trans,, but I wrote this for my trans friend, he's feeling bad about himself and he loves shance, so I hope he enjoys this)
Love u man <33
So,, Heith next anyone?? ;)