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

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Here it is, loves. The last numbered chapter of Bubble Tea. The next chapter is the epilogue. I hope you enjoyed.
I love you all.

Christmas. It was here.

And Lance was obviously the first one to run down the stairs and scream it aloud. Hunk and Keith slept over by Pidge's house but Lance slept at his own. He wanted to be with Rachel and Veronica, Marco and Luis, Basically his biological family.

"Tío Lance! It's Christmas! Do we get to open presents now?" Mateo slyly pleaded with his puppy dog eyes. "No, Mateo. You know that Uncle Lance will get in trouble if we do. Grandma Camila wouldn't have a problem with taking off her chancla." Lance subtly laughed to himself. Mateo shrugged, running to get his older sister, Valerie.

The doorbell was to ring at any second, and so it did. Lance happily opened it, greeting his friends. "Hello humans, Merry Christmas!" Lance smiled warmly and brightly as the three fellow teens entered. "Merry Christmas, Lance!" Hunk came in first, engulfing the boy in a big hug. Lance hugged back tightly, then
Hunk dragged a bag full of gifts behind him.
Pidge jumped up on Lance's back, surprising him from behind. "Merry—Christmas!" She laughed, placing kisses on his cheeks.

Keith laughed, crossing his arms. "That's a first." He mumbled. "Aww, Keith. We didn't forget you!" Matt also surprised him a hug, imitating his sister by kissing his rosy cheeks.
"Matt, What the hell! You stole my thing!" Pidge giggled from behind Lance. "You stole her thing, man." Lance bit down his smile. Matt rolled his eyes and pulled away from the very short boy, running to get his fiancée. "You know it's my turn!" Lance shouted, sprinting to his boyfriend. Pidge, who was still on his back, yelped.

"Lanceeee!" Keith whined, pushing him away.

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Later, after Lance and the rest of the McClains opened their gifts, they ate lunch. Rachel felt oddly weird, her stomach was so tight and she began to feel as if she needed to vomit. It couldn't be afternoon nor morning sickness.
She tapped Matt's hand, who sat beside her.
"I don't feel good." She squinted as the pain got worse and air got mildly thicker. Matt cast a worried look towards her, then to Lance and his sister. Camila noticed the look on Rachel's pink face. "Honey, are okay? You seemed flushed." Her mother asked, very concerned.

"Yes, yes. I'm alright." She fibbed, mustering a friendly smile. Lance and Pidge glanced at each other from across the table. Hunk shrugged it off, so did Keith, if Rachel said she was fine, then they believed her. As soon as those words came out of her mouth, her muscles cramped together and she tensed. Matt could feel the air stiffen beside him. His heart clenched in a way it never did before. "Rachel's having contractions!" Pidge stood, staring right back at Lance, who'd told her.

Everybody gasped, glancing around. Veronica sighed, scrambling to stand. "Get her to a hospital, damn it! It's my sister we're talking about!" With that, nobody spoke another word as Keith, Hunk, Pidge, and Lance grabbed their coats, rushing after Matt, who was carrying Rachel out. "We'll be there, hermano, be safe!" Marco called to his little brother. Lance smiled back at all of them, nodding a bit.

The most odd thing ever was that Rachel was at her eighth month. How in the world would she have contractions, unless the  babies were being born very early. Which was probably the case. The children's hearts were racing, they had their face pressed up against the glass. Mateo and Valerie watch their aunt be carried all the way to the van, then leave. They held each other closely, waiting for their cousins to come back home.