Lance Shots

Black And Blue

Lance pov<3

I look in the mirror, the hiding smile falling off my face. The happy glow in my eyes, slowly flickering out. I bring my hand up to my face, skimming it over my freckles. Mama used to say that they were like stars, dancing across my face. It was one of the reasons that space was so appealing, the stars. They would twinkle, dancing in the sky just like the freckles on my face.

I tear my hand away from my face, not wanting to make myself cry. I slowly take my shirt off, pulling it over my head. When I look at the mirror all I see is Black and Blue. My chest covered in those two colors. Covered from the restless nights I spend training. Trying to get better.  Not to be weak. Covered in Black and blue. Covered in pain.  In Suffering. In a cold, heartless, suffocating feeling.

I stop looking at the mess of colors on my chest and various places all over my body. Looking at it any longer would remind me of how weak I really am. I pull my night clothes on, arranging myself in my bed in the comfiest spot possible. I fall asleep, thoughts of black and blue pulling me into a fitful sleep.

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  I make my way into the dining room, forcing a smile. "Goooood morning!" I say, obnoxiously loud even for me. A hear a chorus of good mornings back, except a "Tch" from Keith. I wince slightly as I sit down, luckily no one notices. Or so I thought. I look over to Shiro giving me a strange look. I pull a small smile, but he doesn't seem convinced by it. Hopefully he forgets about it. I start eating Hunks amazing cooking, soon realizing that Shiro is staring at me still. I look up, meeting his gaze, he quickly looks away. With a slight blush on his cheeks? I think I'm just seeing things.

But he's been doing that a lot as of late. He's always been caring, but lately he's been extra. Being extra nice towards me, always making sure to include me. Giving me more pats on the back, more compliments. Staring. I just think he might be realizing I'm not very included in what we call a team.

I've always liked Shiro. Liking eventually turned into something more, What you would call a crush. And from crush, to in love. I know I don't have a chance. Why would he fall for someone like me? A little sad nobody boy from Cuba.

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"Hey Lance" Shiro says as lays a hand on my shoulder, turning me around right before I go into my room. I flinch at the sudden contact, but turn around with a smile. "Hey Shiro! Whaddya need?" I say. "I-I have something to tell you. Can we t-talk?" Shiro says, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. 'thats weird. Shiro never stutters. And he's nervous. Which makes me nervous.' "Y-Yeah. C-Come on in" I say leading him into my room. I sit in the chair at my desk as he sits on my bed. We sit there for a little while, the worst situations going through my head. 'what if he's here to kick you off of team Voltron?! '

"Lance" Shiro calls my name, snapping me out of my trance. I look up and meet his stormy grey, yet captivating eyes. "This. This is hard to say but,

"I love you"

I look at him, and laugh. A humorless, empty laugh. My eyes get watery, "Who put you up to this? Was it Keith, wanting to play with my feelings?" I say.   Shiro looks like his whole world just broke. "L-lan" Shiro starts with a soft voice, before I cut him off, continuing my earlier ramble. "W-Why would you even love someone like me? A  useless nobody from Cuba. A weak. Idiotic. Overemotional. Replaceable. Pathetic, Boy from Cuba. I don't even derserve to be a paladin of Voltron. Let alone be worthy of your love. So, if your going to keep playing with my feelings and break my heart like everyone else does, just leave." I finish looking away from the ground, looking off to the side, expecting to be left alone with my aching heart. I hear him get up, making me whimper slightly and my slightly watery eyes overflow.

Except, he doesn't leave. He walks over to me, pulls me to my feet and pushes my face to look at his. I gasp at what I see. Shiro. Crying. " I love your smile. It lights up a room. It makes my face flush. I love your laugh. It's contagious. It makes my heart flutter. I love your skin, your touch. It's soft. Everytime it makes contact with mine, my stomach does backflips. I love your body. It's perfect, flaws and all. It makes me want to faint from how hot, sexy, yet adorable it is. I love your voice. It's soothing and smooth. I want to fall asleep just from how comforting it is. I love your strength. It's inspiring. Your personality is like no other. You are worthy of my Love Lance. That and much more. You deserve the universe and everything in it. I love you Lance, and nothing can ever change that." Shiro says, with many, many voice cracks. "K-Kashi......I-I l-love you t-too" I say between the tears and sobs.

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I wake up, a comforting warmth next to me. I crack my eyes open, my head laying on Shiro's chest. I sigh, a content sigh at the beautiful sight before me. Shiro's chest is rising and going down slowly. The sound of his soft breathing making me warm inside. I lay my head back down, closing my eyes. Black and Blue has a new meaning. Not one of pain. Of suffering. But of love. Warmth. Kindness. A feeling of home. A feeling of healing.
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🤧🤧🤧 I didn't really know how to end this but, here ya go. I know I haven't had any trouble with this yet, but if you don't ship Shance, don't hate. I don't feel like having ships wars, if that ever could possibly occur. 🙃