Bubble Tea {Klance, Adashi, Machel, Hidge/Punk!} [Voltron Fanfiction] (COMPLETE)

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Hello lovelies. Back at it again with the storyline hehe ;) sorry for uploading while you guys are at school 😂

Lance never came back to Pidge's room. Why?
Because he and Keith fell asleep on the phone together, while their phones were charging. Matt sneaked in about twelve, when Hunk was officially out. He said his greetings to Keith on the phone, and asked Lance if he would come to bed soon. Lance only shrugged. No, he wouldn't be coming to bed soon.

Lance woke up to a green light at the top of his phone. He read the time as six-thirty seven. Shit, he was going to be late. He tapped the light to see a sleeping Keith. "Díos mio." Lance rolled his eyes heavily. "Keith, wake up!" He talked quietly into the microphone. Keith shot up to Lance's surprise, now he knows that he's a soft sleeper. "Lance? What happened, why are we still on the phone." Keith asked, unplugging it. Lance shrugged. "I guess we fell asleep at the same time." Lance now unplugged his phone.

"Ugh, school." Keith reminded. Lance nodded.
"I'll see you there, right?" Lance asked hopefully. "Of course you will, I can't skip the first day. If Shiro's there and he finds out, my ass will get whooped." Keith laughed.
"Yeah. . ." Lance suddenly turned grim.
"Hey, it isn't that bad. Come on, stop being lazy and wake the fuck up!" Keith abruptly hung up.
Lance giggled to himself for a minute.

Pounding on the door was now heard. "Come in!" Lance shouted at this interrupting person.
Rachel stared at her brother who was still wearing his pajamas. "No way, you didn't even change yet?! Get your ass up, McClain!" Rachel yelled, but she couldn't help but chuckle. Lance threw a pillow at her, and she quickly shut the door.

...

Pidge and Hunk ate cereal at the dining table, Pidge wearing her skirt and top, Hunk wearing a tie and plain shirt. Uniform absolutely sucked, but they had no other choice.
"You think we'll see Allura?" Pidge subconsciously asked, cereal filling her mouth.
"Yes, we will. She's not that bad, shortie. You'll get used to her." Hunk slurped his milk. Lance came running down the steps will his blue astrometric backpack slinging off one side of his shoulder. He headed for the kitchen, grabbing a chocolate-chip granola bar.

"Hey." Lance greeted. Hunk and Pidge exchanged glances, then glared. "Where were you last night? It was a sleepover for a reason!" Hunk cried. "I'm sorry, Keith and I both fell asleep on the phone at like—four in the morning." Lance rubbed his eyes. That was two hours and forty-five minutes ago. Damn, he didn't really get much sleep. Pidge almost choked on cereal and milk due to the mention of the familiar name.  "Whatever, let's just get to school, you guys." Lance blushed lightly, staring at the ground.

Matt and Rachel sat on the front steps, sharing a chocolate milkshake. "You nervous for your first day of college?" Matt nudged his friend's arm. "Yes! Of course I am!" Rachel sarcastically answered, nudging him back harder. "You're so lucky. Your classes start on Wednesday!" Rachel rested her head on Matt's shoulder unexpectedly. "So does Shiro's and Veronica's." Matt snickered.

"Yeah, Yeah." Rachel picked up her pink backpack. "Ready?" Pidge asked from the front door, a smile on her face. Matt and Rachel both nodded, walking to the car. Hunk and Lance rushed out after them, hurrying into the back seat along with Pidge. Matt took off with a roaring engine. Pidge finished up her project by proofreading it on her phone. She would hate to get a B+ on the assignment.

...

They arrived at Tulsa-High School after a fifteen minute drive. "Bye, guys!" Rachel leaned into the backseats to give her brother a kiss on his cheek. "Have a good day at school!" Matt called from the window, winking at his sister. "Shut up! You're like embarrassing parents!" She scolded, running up the steps behind her two friends.

"Ugh, School—Keith! Hey!" Lance rushed forward, slinging his arm around the blushing boy. "Well that was quick." Hunk glumly said, exchanging knowing looks with Pidge. Pidge nodded in agreement. "Hey Lance." His violet eyes shined brightly. Lotor and Allura were seen hanging out with Romelle by the vending machine. Pidge shook her head once Hunk landed his eyes on the three. "Please no . . ." She pleaded. "Yes, please!" Hunk took her hand, hauling her over to the trio.

"Hey, Pidge! I remember you! Hey Hunk. Where's Lance? Did he come to school?" Romelle bombarded with a variety of questions. Lotor falsely smiled at the girl, and so did Allura. Allura's smile was a type of smile that said 'I'm sorry.'. "Oh, hi Romelle. Yeah, Lance is hanging out with Keith." Hunk jerked his thumb in the other direction. Pidge shoved her hands in her skirt pockets, humming along. "Hey Romelle." She has mumbled at some point. Allura frowned, and Lotor just sighed.  

Lance yanked Keith's schedule out of his loose grip. "Hey!" Keith offensively stared. "Wait." Lance looked at his schedule as well as Keith's.
"No! Damn." Lance rolled his eyes. "Let me guess, we have no classes together?" Keith tightened his red tie firmly. "We do. But only three out of seven. Chemistry, Astronomy, and Math." Lance handed his papered schedule back. "Thank God, though. I would be so clueless in math without you." Keith laughed nervously. A pink tint appeared on Lance's cheeks.

Lance glanced to the side, seeing Allura's friendly smile at him, and instantly looking away. Keith looked in the same direction, and stared at his feet. "We should go to our classes before the bell rings, guys." Hunk suggested, returning to the two other friends. Keith nodded. "Sure." Pidge agreed. Lance shrugged along. "What's your guys' first classes?" Pidge asked, struggling to get her schedule out her bag. "I have Spanish, Lance has—what do you have?" Keith peered over his shoulder.

"Lance has Biology. Come on Keith, were on the same side of the hall. I'll walk you there. I'll see you guys in history." Lance somehow had stolen their agendas. "Yeah," Hunk nodded.
"He's really got the hots for Keith." They both giggles, walking to their first class. "You don't have to walk me there, Lance." Keith muttered.
"Are you kidding? I want to walk you to class. I don't want some kid making fun of you on your first day. Doesn't matter if your a senior or freshmen in this school. You get bullied. Bullied bad."  Lance insisted.

He rubbed the side of his arm. "I should know." He mumbled. Keith put his hand on his shoulder. "Look. I appreciate the gesture, but I can handle myself, Lance." The shorter boy smiled, and the taller one smiled back.
"Alright." He looked down. Room 23 was approaching as the bell rang and people swarmed the halls. "I'll see you in English, I guess." Lance saluted, smiling and winking before sneaking into the classroom.
Keith's heart lurched. Damn, feelings hit hard.

...

"Thanks for the ride, Matt." Rachel smiled contently. "No problem, good luck Rachel." He smiled fondly at the anxious girl. She bit her lip, turning around. Matt sighed, running up and hugging her from behind. "You really think I'd let you go in there by yourself?" Matt laughed, and so did his friend. She struggled out of his release, giggling while doing so.

In the background, Shiro watched them. He didn't start his classes until two days further, but he wanted to see who was in this semester.
Looks like Matt and Rachel, Lance's sister.
A boy walked up the steps quickly, blocking Shiro's view of The seemed to be 'couple'.
Shiro glanced up at the boy with brown hair, and odd looking glasses. The boy only looked forward, walking very loosely but tense simultaneously. Shiro was immature enough to be fascinated at this new sight.

"Uh, excuse me." Shiro interrupted. The boy turned around, humming as his response.
"Do you happen to have an idea of where room 56 is?" Shiro falsely asked, as if he needed the information. "I believe it's down the hall to the left." The boy answered, stepping down a few steps. "Thanks. I'm Takashi, but people call me—" Shiro began, before Matt smiled and waved.
"Hey Shiro!" Matt didn't want to interfere, but he said hello just out of manners.

Shiro smiled and waved in return. "Shiro. Such an irregular name. The name's Adam, by the way." He held out his hand. Shiro shook 'Adam's' hand. "I'll see you around, Takashi." Adam smiled in a friendly manner, continuing his trip up the steps. Shiro gulped. That was the first time that one of his friends or even acquaintances used his real name.