The Red Misfit

Blue

Woah, I just realized we're at about 200 reads. Thanks guys! Y'all really are some amazing readers and people.

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Lance leaned up against the wall outside the medbay, tapping his foot absent mindedly.
"Lance," Pidge said.
Lance looked at the boy.
"Foot."
"Sorry," he said, getting a little embarrassed.

He started drumming his fingers on his arm watching the door, then looking back to the floor, then to the ceiling. He sighed thinking back to when he was sitting with Red outside Callum's pod. Just the two of them with Rayla on their legs. His arm around Red's shoulder how he'd felt the other subconsciously lean against him. How his heart fluttered. How it felt so natural, like that was where he was supposed to be.

Lance had almost always known he was bi. He'd come to terms with it, he accepted it wholly. He'd always thought he lend more towards girls though.

Something about Red was different though. Maybe it was the mystery behind him or the way he made the most adorable faces without meaning to. Or how his mullet looked so damn cute in a ponytail. Or how Spanish roll off his tounge. Or how his laugh shook his whole body or how his eyes shined like amethysts. Or how he thought of Callum and Rayla first. Or how he would defend himself without his fist. Or how he could make Lance blush with an effortless flirty comment, like everything that came out of Lance's mouth was the perfect set up for a flirty come back. Or how...

Yeah, no, it was all of that and more. Lance was crushing hard on the boy. He smiled a little to himself. Yeah, apparently that stupid mullet was the only thing his ADHD brain could focus on for more than five minutes. With or without pills.

Lance glance at the door, it was still sitting silent and unmoving. He looked around at each of his teammates and the Alteans. Hunk hadn't moved, then again he could stand in one spot for an hour as still as stone. Pidge was typing away on his computer the screen reflecting in his glasses. Shiro had moved from where he had been standing to Coran. The pair talking with Allura a bit down the hall.

She looked like she was in the conversation, but was truly watching the door. She looked lost in thought. Lance hoped she was thinking about how she'd be wrong about Red. Rayla and Callum were undeniable peices of evidence supporting Red along with his Lion.

He sighed, looking back at the door, his fingers drumming faster on his arm in nervousness. Another thing about his ADHD it acted up really bad when he was nervous.

Should it be taking this long? Why is it taking so long? Is something wrong with Callum? Is he having a panic attack from waking up in a strange place? What if he lost his memory and doesn't know who Red and Rayla are?