Under the Radar (Lance x Reader) -Spy AU

Chapter 17

OKAY FIRST OF ALL WTFFF This book is 2nd PLACE UNDER THE LANCE X READER TAG?!??!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

and 2nd Sorry I've been not alive kdjkafdf but I got 5000 words for ya soooo hope you can forgive me okay enjoy!

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~Two Years Ago~

Yeah, (Y/N) was doing nonogram puzzles on her computer, so what? It was a Friday evening and there was nothing to do. It seemed as if crime took some time off today as well.

She looked down at her computer clock. 50 more minutes until 5 and then she can go home. Maybe she and Sophie can go out tonight since her roommate didn't have to go to the hospital to work today.

Her puzzle solving was interrupted when she saw Keith passed by her desk. She sighed happily as he walked up to Ina Leifsdottir's desk and gave her a folder. He crossed his arms and leaned against her desk, his violet eyes looking at her with the perfect amount of seriousness and placidness. She imagined him looking at her with an overwhelming amount of passion, as he leaned into her face to—

"Pssst!" she heard someone say, interrupting her fantasies with Keith. She looked over and saw Lance peeking around the cubicle divider. She sighed. Lance was a nice guy, but he was just way too much sometimes. "What, Lance?" she asked, slightly annoyed.

"What did you get for #19?" he asked. (Y/N) furrowed her brows. "What the hell are you talking about?" Lance rolled his chair over to her cubicle by scraping his feet on the ground and pushing. It was beyond obnoxious.

"For that nonogram puzzle, what did you get for #19? I can't figure it out." (Y/N) scoffed. "Have you been spying on me? Don't you have anything better to do?" she asked, a lot more harshly than she intended. It's not that she hated him or anything. He was actually one of her good friends here, but sometimes he could be annoying.

Lance licked his lips. "It's boring around here. You're the most entertaining and wonderful sight around here, Angel Food Cake." He purred, winking at her.

(Y/N) narrowed her eyes at him. "Can you not call me Angel Food Cake? Even if I did like your terms of endearment, that one is just...weird." She lifted her nose in disgust and crossed her arms.

Lance thought for a moment. "How about I call you...Lollipop?"

"No."

"Cherry pie?"

"No!"

"Mi cariña?"

"What's wrong with just plain old (Y/N)?"

"It's not creative enough. How about Mama? Short for Mamacita?"

(Y/N) sighed. "Will that get you to shut up?" she asked. Lance smiled brightly. "Yes...Mama." He cooed. "That fits you well, by the way." (Y/N) sighed. "Then, whatever. Mama it is." Lance pumped his fist in victory.

Shiro then came out of his office. "Everyone to the conference room!" he called out, walking toward that direction himself. Lance held out his hand to help (Y/N) up.

(Y/N) chuckled slightly and ignored his gentlemanly gesture. She got up and walked past him, leaving a baffled Lance behind. She caught up to Keith. "Hey, Keith." She said, smiling. Keith looked behind his left shoulder down at her.

"Oh hey, (Y/N)! How are you today?" he said with a slight smile. His gruff and sexy voice made her heart race. "I'm fine." She said happily. Keith grinned wider. "Good. I'm glad."

(Y/N) took a seat next to Ryan Kincade and put her leg up on the chair on the other side of her. Lance came up and bent down to her level. She looked up and made a dismissive gesture with her hand. "Sorry. This seat is reserved." She said.