X Reader Voltron Oneshots

lance (fluff)

(I'm gonna try to write more often but it's so hard to find prompts tbh I also kinda hate this bc gendernuetral pronouns are hard n this is an embarrassing book but I like the writing so enjoy)

Y/n hadn't slept much. Their mind kept spinning and turning like a merry round and no matter how hard they tried they could shut the stupid carnival music that it played up. Everything in their head ached and they just wanted to sleep. A knock on their door pulled them from their thoughts. Their legs flung over the side of the bed and they padded on the cold floor to the door. When the door opened they were a bit startled to see Lance standing in the door frame.
"Lance?" They mumbled, the light from the hallway outside blinding them a bit. Lance looked exhausted. He was disheveled and looked messy. His hair was wild his, clothes were wrinkled, and his eyes were dragged down with exhaustion.
    "Y/n? Sorry if I woke you up." His crossed his arms in a way to keep himself warm. "I just... I had a hard time getting to bed. When is finally fell asleep.." His voice cracked. "I had the worst dream." He finished, his voice sounding strained. "And I didn't know what to do so I just came to you." His voice was raspy, as if he was holding back tears.
They could feel their heart sink hearing his strained and hurt voice. They'd known what it was like to feel bad. They couldn't leave lance out here all alone.
"Come in." They moved from the door way for lance to enter, and closed it when he was out of the doorway. They stayed still looking up at him, but he only looked at his feet. He was very obviously upset.
"Lance-" they began but were soon cut off by the weight of lance falling on them. Lance had grasped at them and held them tightly, hugging them close as if he hadn't seen y/n in 40 years. He radiated the smell of vanilla. He clung to them desperately.
They could hear his staggering breath a quiet sobs as they wrapped their arms around the Cuban boy. They squeezed him back to comfort him. It hurt them to hear and see lance like this. He looked so desperate and tired and over all he looked afraid. They couldn't help but place a kiss on his forehead and rub their hand up his back.
"shh.. lance..." they mumble in an attempt to sooth his quiet cries, and soon they just turned into small spasm like whimpers. He pulled his face from their chest and sniffed, wiping his face with the back of his sleeve.
"sorry.. i just," he sniffed "god i feel so bad." he chuckled pitifully. He rubbed his eyes and y/n wrapped their arms around him once again. "Its okay lance." They smiled.
"Can we just sit down together? I need to calm down." Lance asks, trying his best to keep his voice steady. He defiantly still wanted to cry, and nothing was truly stopping him.
    "No it's okay," they smiled, "do you wanna talk about the nightmare?" They asked lance placing a hand on his arm, leading him to the bed. He shook his head sadly as they both sat on the edge of y/n's bed. Lance leaned over and laid his head on their shoulder. He mostly needed comfort if he was honest.
"Do you wanna lay down with me?" Y/n asked. They didn't wanna seem like they were coming onto lance but they couldn't think of another way to word their statement. They wanted to ask something like 'lets do this horizontally', but that'd be weird. They just wanted to lie down with him and get more comfortable. The boy nodded, pulling himself up onto the bed and so did y/n.
He laid his head on their chest, nuzzling into it, trying to dry his left over tears. He cleared his throat and sighed.
"Thank you, y/n." He mumble. Y/n smiled and nodded, running their fingers through his brown locks. They pulled their arms around the blue eyed boy on top of them, lances hand on their waist. That moment felt great. It was quiet and peacful. Y/n could feel their heart speed up and heat rush to their cheeks. Lance was admitably really adorable. He looked so.. at peace laying on their chest, in his thoughts.
Their mind wondered. Did they give lance peace? Did he come to them for more reasons then his nightmare? Did lance think about them as more than just a friend? Their mind wouldn't shut up until it was interuppted by lances voice.
"Y/n... I have to tell you something..." he mumbled, looking up at them in the dim light, the faint light making his blue eyes shimmer. They could see the red on his cheeks, and they assumed it was from his crying. "Well, I uhm. I came here for more than just a nightmare." He said, burying his face into their chest.
  "I mean, I did have a nightmare but I couldn't sleep because of something else." He said.
     They could feel their heart beat speed up as he did so, anticipating his response.
"Y/n, I think.. I like you.." he says, burying himself further into their chest. Their heart skipped as they could feel heat float into their cheeks like a dam breaking. Their grip subconsciously got tighter.
   "I.. uh..." they stammered, their mind blacked out, and they just couldnt produce words. Nothing would come out of their mouth. Lance shook his head, predicting that you'd deny his feelings. He turned away, his feet beginning to head towards the door. They panicked a bit, not wanting him to leave. They needed to get some words out to halt him from leaving.
    "Lance wait!" Y/n said, their voice cracking a bit as the reached out to him and grabbed his sweater sleeve. They gulped harshly, sharing a mutual look with lance that just screamed 'please dont make me say I have the same feelings out loud' but apparently lance didnt pick it up, tilting his head to the side to convey confusion.
    "I uh.. feel the same..." their voice trailed off as they avoided Lance's eyes, heat flashing over them harshly as they spoke. Lance just stared at them, his eyes watering up a bit just like before. They look up, to see how he took it. He was smiling and his eyes shined as he looked down at them. They couldnt help but smile back at him, a grin tracing their lips as the leaned in closer to the Cuban boy, their lips just a few centimeters away from one another.

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