𝕄𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝔸𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕄𝕖 (Voltron Dance AU)

V.P.A

Keith's POV

It. Finally. Happened.

I was excepted into Voltron Performing Arts!

"Common Shiro! Answer!" I said. I was trying to FaceTime Shiro to tell him the good news about me being excepted. Shiro has been my best friend for more years than I can count, he's really turned into a father figure for me.

It was currently 1:03 when I saw the letter, and I was too excited for it to even cross my mind he could be asleep. At this point, I don't know what sleep is. I was fully dressed and eating a coup of noodles and bouncing my leg like crazy in my desk chair. I looked like a full-blown crackhead at this point. After the 23 times of trying he finally picked up.

"Shiro! Finally!"

Shiro was lying in bed. He was shirtless and his hair was messy. He stared at me with tired and heavy eyes.

"Keith. I love you. But it is 1 in the morning."

"Listen I know, I know you have Class in like 5 hours but this is important!"

"it. Better. Be." he spoke slowly, and his eyes threatened to close again.

"Okay so you know how I was hoping to get into a performing arts college and stuff to follow my dance career and I've had my eye on this one super-elite school..."

"Yes..." he looked more awake and curious now.

"Well... I GOT INTO VOLTRON PERFORMING ARTS" I couldn't contain my excitement.

"Keith! That's amazing!" Shiro was fully awake and his tone was louder.

"Shiro? Who are you talking too?" A tired voice was only slightly audible through the phone.

"Ah, sorry Adam, go back to sleep love." Shiro looked somewhere off his phone. I've only met Adam a couple of times, but all I know about him was he was Shiro's boyfriend and they met in Atmospheric Science class.

"Anyways, that's great Keith, but I have do get back to sleep. Goodnight."

"Night," I said with a mouth full of noodles.

"Oh and Keith,"

"Yeah?"

"If you're going to be majoring in Dance, you'll have to start eating right." he had a smirk plastered on his face.

I flipped him off "Fuck Off" I said while still finishing my noodles. He only gave a small laugh in response as he hung up.

Lance POV

"Lanccce, common it's 2 in the morning. Go to sleep." I heard the tired complaint from my brown-headed roommate as they walked into my room, Pidge. They must have woken up from the loud squeaking of the bed, dew to my nervous bouncing. My laptop sitting in my lap threatening to fall.

"at this point Lance, it will probably be delivered in the morning." another sleep-deprived voice followed into my room from my other roommate, Hunk.

"Yeah, that whole school is probably asleep right now-" they continued to talk about why I should go to bed, I but nervously tuned them out

What if I don't get accepted? What if I'm not good enough to be in that school? What if they forgot to send the email and I was accepted and I don't show up on the first day-

My brain continued to come up with crazy schemes causing my anxiety to flare up.

Until I heard a ping from my Email. The room went silent. Nothing dared to make a sound. Hunk and Pidge gathered around my computer.

I opened it.

"i-i... I WAS ACCEPTED!" I shouted out.

Pidge and Hunk squeezed me to death with a huge. I honestly could care less about breathing right now.

I was going to Voltron Performing Arts.

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