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

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Keith's phone rang constantly on a Saturday, interrupting his AHS binge.

loverboy_lance
¡¡¡mullet!!! answer ur phone

.keith™️
What is itttt?? I'm doing
smth important

loverboy_lance
ugh. !we have tutoring¡ did
u forget??

Keith's eyes widened due to realization.

.keith™️
oh right. Ummm I'll be there
in like five mins.....

Then, Keith bolted from his comfy position, shoving random text books in his Kanken.

...

Hunk smiled at the leaving customer who'd order a cupcake, that he had specially made.
Hunk noticed Lance anxious expression.
"He didn't blow you off, Lance. He just forgot. You know Keith." Hunk said from behind the counter. Lance only nodded.

"He's not wrong, Lance." Romelle, who had now applied for Matt's spot, assured.
Again, Lance nodded. Romelle's blonde hair ,that she'd tied up into sections, swooped as she exited the counter. "I know that you like him." She whispered as Lance's eyes grew wide.

"I could see it. Everyday at school, do you know how many times you've come up to me and asked me about him?" said the blonde.
"Romelle, that's absolutely—" the bell rang as a tired Keith strolled in.

"Bye! I'll t-t-y-l!" Romelle oddly used abbreviations out loud, though it didn't bother anybody. Lance chuckled at the girl's use of words, greeting Keith. "Hey, sorry I bothered you. It's just. . . I really want to see you in college and not be stuck as a senior." Lance happily welcomed.

"Oh hi. It's fine," Keith incoherently shrugged.
"I—Um-are you ready for the test on Monday?"
Lance improvised. Keith shrugged again.
"Okay, you know what?" Lance slammed his book shut. Keith sighed. "What?"

"You could go. Go home, do what you were doing. Sorry for making you walk out."
Lance slouched, oddly wanting to — cry?
His teary eyes told him one thing, his swollen heart said the same. His brain denied access.
Lance's vision was the mostly blurred.

"What? No. Continue, go on." Keith opened the book again. This wasn't the plan. Lance would tell Keith to go home, and Keith would do as told. Not Keith opens the book back up.

"No, Keith. You obviously don't want to be here, so you can go." Where did that come from? "Just because I don't really show an interest doesn't mean I don't want to—"
Lance stood, grabbing the book from the desk.
Hunk and Romelle exchanged looks of worry.
"It's okay. I know what the truth is, you do too.
Just—If you don't want to go, I will." Lance abruptly stormed out.

Keith sat there, silent.

"Lance." Romelle sighed, disappointed.

Lance hid behind a corner of a street, more like an alleyway. Did he just—what?! Lance came to his senses. "Oh no." Lance realized what he'd done. "No way." Lance had become fearful.

Breathing turned into gasping.
Heart rate spiked 'ba-dum, ba-dum'
Eyes watered, blurry vision.
Smiles turned to frowns.
Positive turned Negative.

Lance realized he'd just run from love.

...

Rachel laid her head on Matt's lap as he played with her puffy hair. "What happened while I was gone?" The boy asked. "Not much, a psychologically ill person threatened me, Veronica has been missing for—what? approximately sixteen hours." Rachel told.

Matt's eyes widened. "You're telling me this now? Where'd Veronica even go? Do you even know? Do you care? Because you don't seem that concerned." said the worried boy.
"She went to look for Gabriel." Rachel admitted. "Are you serious? You're kidding, right?" Matt has never been so damn . . . frustrated. Rachel sat up, facing the boy.

"I don't know what you want me to do! I don't know what to do. I can't defend my sister or myself against that boy!" Rachel hopelessly claimed. "Send Lance, your uncle, me! Rachel. I didn't know you could be so careless. Veronica probably needs help, and I'm going to get her. Do you care to come?" Matt stormed to the door. Rachel stayed silent.

"She's your sister! You would of the same if Pidge hadn't come home." Then, he was gone.

Matt didn't know where he was going, nor what he was going to do when he found Gabriel.
And Veronica, he would bring her home to Rachel.

But truly, Matt didn't understand. He didn't understand the family problems, though he formerly had his own. Rachel sat down.
Did she just loose one of the most important people in her life? She most likely did.
Matt didn't fear love, nor did Rachel.
Sometimes, they just fear each other.

...

Pidge day upstairs, wanting to die.

—anonymous
hello, Katie. i have seen that
you've been very happy lately.

professional._.bitch
what do you want weirdo

—anonymous
I would like to see you cry.

professional._.bitch
yeah...no. Not happening.

—anonymous
well, I'll stick around a while until you
do what I ask.

Pidge decided not to respond, this was a prank.
It had to be a prank, it couldn't be a real problem.

'Ding-dong'

Pidge picked her head up from the pillow, opening her door to speed down the stairs.
The wooden steps barely made any noise
while she ran. A package for—her?

What did she order?

The vanilla envelope held a necklace with a green stone, and a polaroid with a message on the backside.

She took the necklace out, the Polaroid with a picture of her and Allura on the front.
They were in the eighth grade, at graduation.
And the message. . .

how pretty.

Hey don't freak out!! It's just a temporary storyline for a reason that can't be revealed at the moment.
The stalker, secret admirer plot line is for a few chapters. That's all, hope you enjoyed! Kisses, Rena <3