You walked into the dinning holding your bloody nose. It was dripping all over the floor despite the balled up t-shirt trying to stop the bleeding.
"Guess who broke their nose? It was me!" You greeted everyone. Keith was at your side in seconds. He pushed Coran back a little bit to get a better look. He removed the t-shirt and looked at it and flinched back.
"What happened?" Coran asked finally getting a chance to look at it before putting the shirt back to your nose gently.
"I tripped." You looked away from them as you heard Lance and Pidge burst out laughing. They knew exactly where you were too.
"Where?" Coran asked. Keith realized and then got embarrassed.
"In Keith's room." You whispered and pidge and Lance laughed harder at your red faces.
"Is that my shirt?" He asked finally realizing.
"Yes," You admited sheepishly, "I can clean it for you. I know how to get blood out of clothes."
"You don't have to. You can just toss it. I have a few more."
"Let's go down to the med bay and fix you up." Coran said leading me out of the room. You waved goodbye and hurried out. "We can also talk about you two sharing rooms." He said making you even more embarrassed.
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Voltron oneshots (requests open!)
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