Fake Mistletoe | Plance

17 (Allura)

In the morning, I entered the infirmary in order to check on Pidge and Lance. Needless to say, I was taken aback to see Pidge comfortably cuddled up against Lance. Unless I was mistaken, it was not human custom to do so unless the two were in a romantic relationship.

They were silent - aside from the steady beep of the monitor keeping track of Lance's heartbeat. It seemed the medics were also still asleep. In fairness, it was rather early. As I'd made my way through the Atlas from the bedroom, I'd only spotted Shiro in the bridge with his commander friend (though I was beginning to question whether it was something more), Acxa, Keith and Kosmo, and Ina.

"Allura?" Apparently I hadn't picked up on Colleen. I turned, offering her a cheerful grin.

"Good morning, Colleen," I greeted.

"How's Katie? And Lance?" She evidently hadn't spotted them lying in bed together. I only looked to them, moving out of Colleen's way.
"Oh," she uttered, likely surprised at the sight of her daughter lying in such an... intimate... position with a someone who (as far as we knew) was just a friend. "What- ? Is- Are they..?"

"Well," I put on my most diplomatic voice (as one had to be when conferring with mothers). "I... don't know. Of course, I'm unaware of any changes in their relationship that occurred overnight, but..." I trailed off, unsure of what to say next. "When they lived on the Castle, they became very close," I continued after a pause.

"Understood," Colleen nodded. "so I'll be sure to watch over them, then, Princess."

"Please, it's just Allura," I corrected her, waving a hand dismissively. "Anyway, they'll probably wake up soon. I just came to see how they were, but judging by this," I gestured towards them, "they seem to be doing quite well," I recoiled in on myself slightly as Pidge stirred and Lance exhaled loudly.

Colleen folded her arms, her lips thinning. From her expression, I couldn't decipher what she was thinking. It seemed a lot of humans were like that. Hard to read and (as I spent more time around many of them) seeming to have difficulty analysing their own feelings.

"I'm going to get breakfast and come back," Colleen finally decided. "Much as it would be enjoyable, Katie probably wouldn't want me to see her wake up in this poor boy's arms,"

"All right," I smiled, giving a small wave. "I'll see you in, what? Half a varga?"

"Sorry, what?" Colleen's face was blank.

"Oh! Half an hour." I corrected myself.

"Okay," Colleen chuckled softly. "I'll see you,"

I simply sat on the bed beside Pidge and Lance's, observing them, in as much of a non-creepy way I could. I figured, having spent so much time around humans, that I'd learnt a lot about them, and I had. But I certainly hadn't learned enough - at least, not enough to know whether Pidge and Lance's behaviour was normal. From what I'd seen, and knew from Altean culture, it was not.

Pulled from my reverie by Pidge rustling the covers and finally sitting up slowly, wincing slightly, I crossed over to her and tentatively took the seat beside her.

"How are you feeling, Pidge?"

"Grea- Uh, fine, yeah. Fine. I'm okay," she finalised, rubbing dust from her eyes.

"And Lance?" I queried.

"He's okay. He'll be fine," She looked upon Lance's sleeping figure, a soft smile gracing her lips.

"I'm glad. I'm sorry I wasn't really there yesterday. It was quite nerve-wracking and I was in a bit of a state. I panicked, but I should have come to check on the pair of-"