Mystic_Mikey
Lance McClain loved Christmas more than anyone. The decorations of brightly coloured lights were strung around the room. Lance laughed as he felt one of his many siblings placed silver tinsel on top of his head, the scratchy material irritating his darkened skin. The scent of cinnamon and ginger floated throughout the room, reminding Lance's loud family of the baking that was currently in the oven. The warm heat from the crackling logs had the large family curling around it. Each one of the smaller children had grabbed multiple coloured fluffy blankets, enjoying the warmth they provided. Laughter overpowered the quiet movie displayed on the screen. Lance felt safe for the first time in a while.
That's when Lance knew, this was a dream.
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A long (by my standards at least) Christmas one-shot about an insecure and home-sick Lance who's pining hard for Keith. Takes place AFTER/DURING season 4.
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I don't own Voltron: Legendary Defender
I only own the plot line made within this story