Pidge x Reader

Lore

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Everyone was lined up by sector and in alphabetical order, you were placed a bit ways from someone rather tall with a headband and a friendly warmth to him. He looked about as nervous as you felt, telling yourself to break down the butterflies inside didn't really help. 

A commander with eye that had been said to be punched out by a former student was going to inspect you, you didn't know what was going to happen at the very least you expected a airport pat down by the way he was imitating a vulture swooping at every student he had the chance to. You didn't mind the eye part so much, you thought having an eye for an eye was what he deserved from the things that happened. 

He was grumbling looking around for the next student that looked like they were going to slip on posture and become what he thought of the next hunchback of notre dame. Some had enough sense to look nervous, others look stone cold probably had some time enough in the night from not getting any sleep from his angry face and commands to meditate their emotions away at the sight of him. You heard a kid grumble about how stupid this was...,"getting a checkup from Shadis." That was enough for you to smile, but you soon pressed your lips into a thin line and furrowed your brows....you heard that voice before.

As you were in thought trying to sneak side glances straining your eyes wishing for eye drops or at least a second lid because you were too scared to blink. But as soon as you turned your glance back to the front, not even any time to recite turn around in your head to soothe yourself. There he was. The cryptid himself was standing right before you leaning down in your face, which kind've made you want to slather hand sanatizer pinpointing exactly the surface area and width of where his breath hit. "Cadet (L/N)." he began, those words from earlier really stuck, you thought he was going to launch into a monologue about all the cadets and bust out a horse. 

"Why are you here." he said, in a low and commanding but bored tone. As helpful as you could ever be in your life it wouldn't help your overpowering amount of obliviousness, you put on the most confused look,"Because you told us to line up?..." His eyes widened for a second before narrowing, hearing sharp intakes and people who didn't take this seriously hold in their laughs at you performing such stupidity on a day like this. 

He put in a harsher tone but refraining from using force as that was obviously against code although it looked like he already wanted you out. "I already know now that you don't know why because this school is for a select group that at least has above an F average and has atleast the bare minimum of sense, but i'll say it again, Why, are you here. Cadet (L/N)."  

You tried to look anywhere but him,you didn't really want to say your real reason,"Because, I wanted...to meet aliens?"  He stood up straight,towering over you not expecting a better answer than this,"Is that a question or an answer Cadet."  You looked up almost cracking your neck to see his face,"Answer.." you said meekly, "There's no need to be here then, with hair that shaggy, they might've saw something to let you skip out of the first part of entering, or maybe you just snuck in."  You heard someone from earlier start to try and even their breathing at the sound of him saying that...you swore you heard it before.

You didn't like him. You didn't at the beginning, you  knew he was trying to crack you down even more. You had your reasons for your hair. It even replaced your nervousness with anger for a few moments, in that time of bravado or plain stupidity you opened your mouth,"Well sir, I'm growing it for the both of us." His eyes turned wide and his jaw went slack, you could hear laughter trying to be contained and shushed instantly, but there was one of them that didn't bother to keep in their snickering.