A Falling Star (SHKLANCE)

A Little Blue

Hello everyone, thank you for giving this story a chance. Please bear with me, I know this is not going to be canon in most aspects considering I will be twisting and turning the plot to fit what I write here. Also disclaimer, I shouldn't have to say it but here it is:

I do NOT own Voltron in any way shape or form, this is a fan made story of the characters in the show Voltron: Legendary Defenders. Also there will be SPOILERS.

Also this will be a Shklance fic, meaning Shiro, Keith, and Lance will be he main pairing(trio???) if you don't like the ship please be respectful. Thanks my lovelies!

Pleas enjoy!!! :)
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Lance POV

         If anyone asked me, I'd say the most important people on team Voltron would be Shiro and Keith. Someone would have to be extremely dense to think I hold any value even remotely similar in weight to the Black and Red paladins. Notoriously their lions are known to be difficult to handle and are very choosy. Blue means well when she encourages me, but she is already the most trusting of the lions, she had only chosen me to get the ball moving on the whole saving the galaxies thing. All I am is some sort of quick pick that would shove the other, more resourceful, Paladins into action. I feel so much like a let down, even though she tells me through our mindlink that I am important, but I can't see it, everyone else is better than me, and I need to keep up or they'll surely kick me out.

           Perhaps it has to do with being in the middle child with three other siblings Veronica, Marco, and Luis, I doubt I was by any means mamas favorite child. I've always had to measure up to my siblings, at least set a good example for my younger brother. Even at the Garrison when I flopped out of the fighter class and ended right into the cargo pilot classes, I was walked over, let go like I was unworthy of being there, which I wasn't. I lost myself somewhere along the line, masking himself to try and be at least somewhat noticeable as a confident person.

          To combat is disappointment in myself, I began goofing off more freely, keeping my insecurities in a tight mask held firmly on my face, so tight even hunk couldn't get it to come loose with his crowbar of friendship. In fact it only cemented it further, I did not want to worry sweet, beautiful, easily queasy Hunk. Especially not after the poor boy had been launched into space with me, the Garrisons poster boy (and crush honestly who doesn't like/inspired by him)Shiro, rival Keith, and the little gremlin like creature named Pidge.

Hunk was already a wreck during their normal training simulations, now he was in space, and aliens existed! Hunk definitely didn't need a self depreciating best friend on top of it all, now did he? No, I'd much rather keep that mask as tight as possible thank you very much.

           Fact of the matter was, no one on the team needs me to screw anything up but no matter what happened I always seem to feel worse, feeling like I don't have a right to show my insecurities and homesickness. When Pidge was revealed to be missing her brother and father at the hands of the Galra, I felt guilty even missing my own family. I had a solid idea where my family was at that moment, probably mourning me and burying an empty casket, but this girl who had spent a good while fooling the freaking military school into thinking she was a boy...quite frankly didn't know where her family was at all. She spent long hours through the night searching away at her computer. Just to find a single trace of where her brother and father might be. All I'd been able to do for her at those times were bring her food goo, tell her to sleep, get snarked at, but she'd eventually rest. I feel guilty I wasn't able to do more.

          While I had been doing all of this, it was also heavy on my mind that while I had a perfectly fine family back at Earth, Allura and Coran did not. They had a whole civilization of their people one conscious second, then the next they were completely gone, and they were 10,000 years past their deaths.