A Falling Star (SHKLANCE)

Lay It Out to Dry

Hello everybody! Thank you so so much for sticking through all of this so far! We are almost at the end, and honestly, this has gone so much better than I thought it would.

Many many thanks, I hope you enjoy!
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*Lance POV*

   It wasn't very long until Pidge woke me up in order to let Hunk rest, which was fine by me seeing how the floor was only comfortable for so long. My rear end was sore, and my feet had some fuzzy sensations running through them. So I stood up, without the help of Pidge, rude, and made my way to my room. There I changed into some soft sweatpants I had, and a clean blue shirt. This shirt was one we had picked up on some planet with a mall, the inside was lined with soft material, made from some sort of silk worm I had never seen before, but it rivaled the softness of his sister's chinchilla.

   I miss them. My family has always been a massive part of my life, and having them so far away was extremely hard. Then again, it's good none of them got stuck up here instead of me, I wouldn't be able to handle that situation, I wonder if the Garrison ever told them I went missing. Pidge seemed convinced they wanted to keep things under wraps, they had after all hidden things from everyone concerning Shiro, and of course Mr.Holt and Matt. They'd just been written off as dead, so did the Garrison tell anyone we were dead? I wonder what the food at my funeral was like, did they have a joint one?

   If they had, Shiro wouldn't have been grouped with us, and for some reason that thought really really hurts. He's our leader, my leader, he's a very important part of my life now too. Oh right, Shiro and Keith want to talk to me.

     I grab the thin comforter off my bed and wrap it around me burrito style, and promptly hit the door to open. I step out into the hallway, pads of my feet making a sticky kind of 'tad' sound against the floor as I make my way to Shiro's room. I've been here before, a few times to hang out. Keith and Shiro have been trying to spend more time with me, which is nice. Everyone has, Pidge, Hunk, Keith, Shiro, even the Alteans! Keith and Shiro's time has been more enjoyable though, they train me and push me, but it makes me feel equal for once. Training with them has helped me understand that I'm not the only one who is struggling. Sometimes Keith doesn't know how to handle situations, Shiro can also get overwhelmed, we complete and compete with each other so well. Sometimes Shiro seeks me out to nap with him ever since he opened up about his PTSD. Keith usually joins us, and if he thought it was weird his boyfriend cradled me a little too tight, he didn't say anything.

       So I'm not nervous, behind this door are two of my best friends, two people I can trust with my everything and more, there's no room for nerves. I open their door and it slides with a swoosh and there reading something on a holopad is Shiro, leaning comfortably on the bed. Keith is sitting on the single chair in the room, sliding a sharpening stone he found in a market on one of the many planets against a sword I hadn't seen yet. Must be a new one.

     Both of them stop what they're doing, and abandon their projects in order to smile and beckon me in, which I happily oblige in doing. The door shuts behind me with an identical swoosh, and I plop myself on Shiro's bed between where he is leaning, and where Keith is sitting in the chair. "You wanted to talk to me about something?" I ask and briefly wonder if it had to do with my little breakdown in Blue. Keith grins and nods looking at Shiro. That's a different look so see on the samurai. He looks boyish and damn cute like that. "Right, well first is Hunk still holding up good?" Keith asked, and I can't help but smile. "Yeah, it's goin' good, he's still sleeping, but my butt hurts from sitting on the ground so long," I complained with a pout on my lips. Shiro chuckles, slightly making the small bed rock in rhythm with it. "Well maybe you shouldn't have stayed so long. To answer your earlier question we do have something to talk to you about." Shiro spoke the end of that more softly than I'd ever heard. I snap my head over to look at him, eyes wide as the blush spreads up his cheeks. Is Shiro blushing, and then I notice Keith in the corner of my eye standing to scoot the chair closer to him.

      "Shiro and I are dating." Keith just suddenly blurred out, and I blink dumbly at him. "No shit, Sherlock. You already told everybody," I say flatly, and he grunts, clearly unamused. Shiro takes this opportunity to scoot himself closer too, and he sighed out loud. "Lance, he didn't mean it like that. What he wants to say is, we are together, but there's more. Keith, do you want me to continue or do you want to finish?" Keith sighed, thinking hard for a minute, before looking at me. "Me and Shiro are dating, but I want to date you too." Keith said that with such a determined face and voice, I didn't quite catch what he said. "Wait, what? Date me too?" I say with a confused blink and suddenly there's a hand on my shoulder. "I want to date you too, Lance. He wants to date me and you, while I date him and you, while you date he and I," Shiro, the one who's much better at speaking, clarified and I just stared at them.

        "Wait, are you asking me if I want to date both of you?" My head is spinning, but there's so much more happiness swelling inside of me, I feel like bursting with excitement. They both make eye contact with each other, silently communicating before looking at me and nodding. "We are asking if you'll date us," Keith said and looked almost worried. As if I'd say no.

"So, are we a couple now-er-trio?" Shiro snorts and Keith jumped up and pulled me closer."Is that a yes?" Keith seemed so happy asking, as he held me closer. "Of course, Keith, I can't say no to that mullet after all, which is gross to hear coming out of my own mouth," I say fake gagging, earning a huff from Keith but nothing more. I look over at Shiro who is looking fondly at us. "Hey, does that mean I can kiss the mullet?"

"Lance."

Everything seemed perfect.