Under the Radar (Lance x Reader) -Spy AU

Chapter 9

~One year ago~

Just do it. Come on, (Y/N)! Just say hi. (Y/N) thought to herself as she stared at Keith. He was taking a drink at the water cooler and hadn't noticed her standing there gawking at him.

(Y/N) took a deep breath. Okay. I can do this. "Hey Keith!" she walked up to him. She awkwardly put her hand on the water cooler. Keith turned to her and smiled. "Hey, (Y/N)." He said. (Y/N) giggled nervously. "Hiiiiii, Keith!" she said a little too enthusiastically. She felt like she was going to die from embarrassment.

If Keith was taken aback by her odd behavior, he didn't really show it. "What's up?" he asked, turning his body toward hers. He took another sip of his water. Just ask him out for coffee. Do it. Do it. DO IT! (Y/N) heard her brain scream at her.

She cocked her head flirtatiously and bit her lip. "Um, so Keith? I was wondering—" but was interrupted by something cold on her bare shoulder. She looked up to see Shiro.

"Miss (L/N), I need to speak with you." He said. His voice was unusually solemn. "Y-Yes sir." She said. She flashed Keith a nervous look. He smiled at her. "Don't worry. We'll finish this conversation later." He said. (Y/N) blushed and gave him a smile back.

She followed Shiro to his office, worried about what it could be? What happened? Why was he acting so weird? "Um, what's the matter, Shiro?" she asked. Shiro didn't answer.

The two stepped into his office. She was surprised to see Lance sitting in one of the chairs in front of Shiro's desk. "Shut the door behind you, please." Shiro instructed, taking his seat. (Y/N) obeyed. She sat down in the empty chair next to Lance's. She was shaking.

"Do something naughty, Angel Food Cake?" Lance flirtatiously asked her. He gave her one of those signature smirks of his. Before (Y/N) could question his questionable term of endearment for her, Shiro spoke up.
"Agent McClain, this is NO time to be flirting!" He snapped. Lance gulped. Shiro was normally pretty chill, but something must have happened. Shiro leaned forward.

"It has come to my attention that one of you broke protocol the other night in the Turkish embassy." He picked up a file and put on his reading glasses. "We received a complaint that one of the DSA agents on duty fired off an unauthorized shot at a civilian. The lady said quote: 'One of those damn hooligans were supposed to be agents, yet they fired a gun at me. Please discipline them to the highest degree possible.' End quote."

Oh no! (Y/N) thought. That would be me. She recalled the moment that happened. She and Lance were arguing and fighting with a particularly stubborn civilian who just didn't understand the notion of "keeping back from the crime scene." She had scared (Y/N) and...that's when the shot from her pistol rang out. Thankfully, it didn't hit that "Karen," but she didn't expect her to write a complaint.

He slammed down the file, which made (Y/N) and Lance flinch. Shiro scoffed. "Care to explain what happened?" he said sternly. Shiro was in full on dad mode at the moment.

"Um..." (Y/N) started. "I did it." Lance said immediately. (Y/N) stared at him with wide eyes. "I did it, and I accept full responsibility." He "confessed." Lance, what are you doing? (Y/N) thought. Lance looked at her and gave her a subtle smile.

Shiro pulled his glasses off his face and rubbed his eyes. "Can you at least give me a reason why? Iverson wants your head! Let alone mine..." he grumbled. Lance took a deep breath. "The civilian snuck up behind me and I...accidently pulled the trigger. I was careless and didn't put the safety on." He said.

(Y/N) was going to cry. She just couldn't allow this to happen. She opened her mouth to object, but Lance kicked the leg of her chair and gave her a look, as if to say, "be quiet."