[fanfic: Voltron] Close to you (2/7) -- Shance
Title: Close to you
Fandom: Voltron Legendary Defender
Characters: Shiro, Lance. Matt, Keith, Slav, etc.
Pairing: Shance (Shiro/Lance)
Language: English (oh God)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance. Fluff.
Beta reader: Cute Amaranthkick.
N/A: For the Shance Fluff Week (2017). Day 2: Sae/Stars.
Summary:
“According to our data, Shiro and Lance are the most compatible in the test group, plus there's a high chance they'll end up together in the near future,” Slav said.
“Where did we go wrong?” Ulaz asked, looking at the blackboard.
“You have to accept it! You don't have to do anything with the information but it's the truth,” Slav said like Shiro was the one with problems to believe him.
As if.
“I missed this so much,” Lance whispered, softly smiling at their scenery. “And I didn't even know it.”
Shiro chuckled. “Yeah, I know what you mean.”
None of them had any kind of opportunity of visiting the lake while they were studying, even when it wasn't that far away from their campus. Much less they had enough opportunities to see their friends from outside their majors, struggling between half-time jobs and writing papers, squeezing in just enough time to have a healthy social life.
There even was a whole month that Shiro didn't see Keith once.
But it was finally spring break, and all of them had wanted to go back to the lake house that held way too many memories to finally rest, relax and hang out together. This time with the lovely addition of Allura, who had heard lots of stories about all the bonfires the six of them -that's Shiro, Keith, Matt, Pidge, Lance and Hunk- had lighted by the lake-beach, all the competitions they had had on the forest, all the adventures they had lived on the house and its surroundings.
Hunk, and Hunk's parents, had been delighted to open up their house to all of them again, God blessed them all. And after spending at least a week of vacation there for the last four years, going back felt like seeing an old friend again and knowing that nothing had really changed.
Shiro was ecstatic and feeling even better by the minute.
On their third day there Shiro's mind was already giddy with all the memories of Pidge trying to make breakfast before deciding that they all should just eat cereal and be done with it, Keith and Allura's kayak races, Hunk's delicious lunches, and a terrified Matt trapped on the upper side of a tree while Lance laughed hysterically at the top of the tree next to it.
They were his friends, his family, and Shiro was immensely glad that they had all these new moments together.
But Shiro had to admit that this moment alone with Lance was easily one of his favorites.
The night had fallen a while ago and little by little all of their group had retired to the house, either to eat some more or to play with something or another. Lance's perchance for the water was showing again, however, and Shiro was reluctant to leave him by himself.
Especially now, when Lance and him were sitting on the tiny, woody pier, their feet in the water, their hands supporting part of their weight behind them, serene smiles on their lips.
Lance was quietly smiling under the soft moonlight, his eyes shining on their own while watching the lake, his shoulders relaxed, humming a song under his breath that Shiro had heard before but couldn't place.
Lance looked happy. And so, so beautiful. Shiro was half-hypnotized by the view but he was counting on the dark to kept occult his secret staring.
Effortless conversations went on and off all the while, all non-consecutive.
Lance had made a exact replica of Loki's helmet on his 3D Animation program, later Hunk printed it on the college's 3D printer that he wasn't supposed to use, it was now Pidge’s favorite hat.
Matt sleep-walked to a chess-club reunion, now he was an honorary member even when he had no recollection at all of how that happened.
Keith and Lance set off their dorms-building fire alarm the first time they tried to make pizza.
Shiro had the theory that professor Coran's mustache was an alien. Not Coran himself, just the mustache.
Keith thought the same thing and convinced Pidge and Hunk to built him a weird energies' sensor that he had been taking to their Math 101 class every day.
Shiro discovered he was a better cook when he was sleep-deprived.
Lance discovered he was bisexual.
That revelation made Shiro pause. “What, really?”
Lance nodded, looking to the water with the firm intent of not looking at Shiro's surprised features.
“Yeah, you know... College, time to explore and all that...?”
Yes, Shiro knew. He wasn't exactly jubilant that now Lance knew that as well (because Shiro remembered some parties all too well) but he supposed it was inevitable. Besides, now Lance knew something about himself that was new and exciting.
Or Shiro was excited by the knowledge, at least.
“Of course, Lance. That's how I knew I'm gay.”
Lance looked at him grinning with mischief. “Uhm-humm. Yeah, we all heard the story from Matt.”
“What?!”
“Oh, yeah. Keith was so mortified by it. It was awesome!”
Shiro tried to talk a couple of time but his jaw was too far away from him to control it.
“Matt told us about the Shiro-sandwich two dudes made all night long on the dance floor,” Lance playfully punched him. “You dog!”
“No, no, nononono! Wait! It wasn't exactly lik-like that!” Shiro grunted. “Oh my God, I'm gonna kill him.”
“Oh, come on, it wasn't so bad!”
“He's a lousy swimmer. If I push him, we can pretend he drowned.”
Lance bursted out laughing, head going back slightly, neck enticingly on display. “I swear that was the reddest I've seen Keith in my life. I'm telling you, dude, Matt should be the writer of your biography.”
Shiro rolled his eyes, still irritated, but dropped the subject.
“So,... Bi, eh?” Shiro asked, gently.
“Yes.” Lance crooked his head to the side. “Surprised?”
Shiro shrugged. “I don't know. Maybe.” Then, Shiro decided to be partially honest, “But maybe not so much at the same time?”
“Ah,” Lance nodded once more. “I get it. Like when Hunk told us he was demisexual and all of us kind of knew anyway? Yeeeah. I know what you mean.”
Shiro nodded, biding his time so his next question sounded as casual as possible. “... Someone especial, then?” Lance looked at him confused. Shiro cleared his throat. “I mean, now that you know that you're bisexual... Is it because there's some guy you like?”
Suddenly, Lance looked like a deer in headlights. A blushing one.
“Wh-What?! No, no, Shiro! I mean, sure, I kissed a few guys, although no Lance-sandwich had been made, I'm telling you. I-I guess I always knew? I've always felt attracted to some guys just... Sometimes I thought I-I don't know, just-Eh, no. No! No one especial. Yet.”
Shiro raised an eyebrow, amused and more than a little captivated by Lance's dramatics. “Oh? Yet?” He couldn't help himself to ask.
Lance took a deep breath, calming himself almost completely. Then, he turned his head to Shiro, a sweet and secret smile on his lips. “Well, you never know.”
Indeed. Now it was Shiro who took a deep breath. That could mean anything, he told himself. Lance carried on smiling, all peaceful and devilish at once.
“You are a Slytherin, aren't you?” Shiro asked just because he could.
Lance dissolved into delighted giggles and Shiro's heart doubled its pace. Finally, Lance composed himself enough to said, “Excuse you, I'm a Slythindor.”
“Don't give me that shit. That means you're more Slytherin than Gryffindor, anyway! So there!”
“But I want to have the best of both worlds!” Lance wiggling his eyebrows and everything. “Why it's so important? Do you want me sleeping in the same tower as you, Mister Very-Likely-To-Be Head Boy?”
Shiro didn't blush but it was a close call. Instead, he puffed out his chest, trying to look imposing and answered, “I'm a Hufflepuff, you doof, we sleep by the kitchen. And if I was the Head Boy, I'd take points out of Slytherin just for your lack of commitment to your house!”
Lance cracked up for good at that one. Shiro wasn't sure of how he had made Lance laugh that way but he was feeling pretty good with himself anyway.
By the time Lance calmed himself, their conversation went into another lull but it was alright because Shiro was sure that they were both smiling.
A minute later, though, Lance gasped. “Look, Shiro!” He said pointing the water.
Shiro turned his head to the lake and instantly knew what had made Lance so excited. Their feet were unmoving under the water and so, the tide was non-existent and the small lake was the most perfect mirror for the sky and all the stars.
It was breathtaking, looking at the double image of the beautifully starred sky, one above of them, another reflected on the peaceful surface of the water.
“We're bathing in starlight,” Lance whispered with childlike astonishment.
Shiro's heart tripled his rhythm and Shiro was officially out of breath.
He found his voice, nonetheless. “Not yet,” he teased.
Lance looked at him, momentarily confused and so trusting that Shiro almost felt bad.
But naaah, it was too good of an opportunity to let it go.
Shiro pushed Lance to the water without a second thought; Lance had enough time to shout a surprised 'aaah' before going down.
Shiro laughed out loud and then waited a second for Lance to resurface and, unsurprisingly, there he was, still beautiful even wet and startled.
“You little-” Lance started saying but interrupted himself the moment Shiro dove into the water.
Gosh the water was cold, and because Shiro was still laughing he didn't took much air with him before diving in but it didn't matter.
Lance's wide smile when Shiro find him on the dark water was everything he had wanted to see.
“Now we're bathing in the starlight!” Shiro said, just because he could.
Lance laughed once more, moving around in the water, his eyes reflecting the stars almost as much as the lake previously was.
Shiro was happy and, if Lance's relaxed and playful aura was anything to go by, Lance was happy as well. Shiro's chest was full with fondness and Lance's eyes were full with stars and Shiro couldn't breathe still but that was alright.
Everything was alright.
Three minute later, Matt and Hunk found them playing on the water.
“Seriously, guys?” Hunk asked, looked around for towels for them.
“... I'm so telling Keith about this,” Matt whimpered in Shiro's ear after the came out of the water. “Can you imagine how he's gonna get? Sooooo red when I tell him his brother has the hots for one of his best frie--”
Shiro pushed Matt to the lake. He felt no remorse whatsoever.
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Fandom: Voltron Legendary Defender
Characters: Shiro, Lance. Matt, Keith, Slav, etc.
Pairing: Shance (Shiro/Lance)
Language: English (oh God)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance. Fluff.
Beta reader: Cute Amaranthkick.
N/A: For the Shance Fluff Week (2017). Day 2: Sae/Stars.
Summary:
“According to our data, Shiro and Lance are the most compatible in the test group, plus there's a high chance they'll end up together in the near future,” Slav said.
“Where did we go wrong?” Ulaz asked, looking at the blackboard.
“You have to accept it! You don't have to do anything with the information but it's the truth,” Slav said like Shiro was the one with problems to believe him.
As if.
“I missed this so much,” Lance whispered, softly smiling at their scenery. “And I didn't even know it.”
Shiro chuckled. “Yeah, I know what you mean.”
None of them had any kind of opportunity of visiting the lake while they were studying, even when it wasn't that far away from their campus. Much less they had enough opportunities to see their friends from outside their majors, struggling between half-time jobs and writing papers, squeezing in just enough time to have a healthy social life.
There even was a whole month that Shiro didn't see Keith once.
But it was finally spring break, and all of them had wanted to go back to the lake house that held way too many memories to finally rest, relax and hang out together. This time with the lovely addition of Allura, who had heard lots of stories about all the bonfires the six of them -that's Shiro, Keith, Matt, Pidge, Lance and Hunk- had lighted by the lake-beach, all the competitions they had had on the forest, all the adventures they had lived on the house and its surroundings.
Hunk, and Hunk's parents, had been delighted to open up their house to all of them again, God blessed them all. And after spending at least a week of vacation there for the last four years, going back felt like seeing an old friend again and knowing that nothing had really changed.
Shiro was ecstatic and feeling even better by the minute.
On their third day there Shiro's mind was already giddy with all the memories of Pidge trying to make breakfast before deciding that they all should just eat cereal and be done with it, Keith and Allura's kayak races, Hunk's delicious lunches, and a terrified Matt trapped on the upper side of a tree while Lance laughed hysterically at the top of the tree next to it.
They were his friends, his family, and Shiro was immensely glad that they had all these new moments together.
But Shiro had to admit that this moment alone with Lance was easily one of his favorites.
The night had fallen a while ago and little by little all of their group had retired to the house, either to eat some more or to play with something or another. Lance's perchance for the water was showing again, however, and Shiro was reluctant to leave him by himself.
Especially now, when Lance and him were sitting on the tiny, woody pier, their feet in the water, their hands supporting part of their weight behind them, serene smiles on their lips.
Lance was quietly smiling under the soft moonlight, his eyes shining on their own while watching the lake, his shoulders relaxed, humming a song under his breath that Shiro had heard before but couldn't place.
Lance looked happy. And so, so beautiful. Shiro was half-hypnotized by the view but he was counting on the dark to kept occult his secret staring.
Effortless conversations went on and off all the while, all non-consecutive.
Lance had made a exact replica of Loki's helmet on his 3D Animation program, later Hunk printed it on the college's 3D printer that he wasn't supposed to use, it was now Pidge’s favorite hat.
Matt sleep-walked to a chess-club reunion, now he was an honorary member even when he had no recollection at all of how that happened.
Keith and Lance set off their dorms-building fire alarm the first time they tried to make pizza.
Shiro had the theory that professor Coran's mustache was an alien. Not Coran himself, just the mustache.
Keith thought the same thing and convinced Pidge and Hunk to built him a weird energies' sensor that he had been taking to their Math 101 class every day.
Shiro discovered he was a better cook when he was sleep-deprived.
Lance discovered he was bisexual.
That revelation made Shiro pause. “What, really?”
Lance nodded, looking to the water with the firm intent of not looking at Shiro's surprised features.
“Yeah, you know... College, time to explore and all that...?”
Yes, Shiro knew. He wasn't exactly jubilant that now Lance knew that as well (because Shiro remembered some parties all too well) but he supposed it was inevitable. Besides, now Lance knew something about himself that was new and exciting.
Or Shiro was excited by the knowledge, at least.
“Of course, Lance. That's how I knew I'm gay.”
Lance looked at him grinning with mischief. “Uhm-humm. Yeah, we all heard the story from Matt.”
“What?!”
“Oh, yeah. Keith was so mortified by it. It was awesome!”
Shiro tried to talk a couple of time but his jaw was too far away from him to control it.
“Matt told us about the Shiro-sandwich two dudes made all night long on the dance floor,” Lance playfully punched him. “You dog!”
“No, no, nononono! Wait! It wasn't exactly lik-like that!” Shiro grunted. “Oh my God, I'm gonna kill him.”
“Oh, come on, it wasn't so bad!”
“He's a lousy swimmer. If I push him, we can pretend he drowned.”
Lance bursted out laughing, head going back slightly, neck enticingly on display. “I swear that was the reddest I've seen Keith in my life. I'm telling you, dude, Matt should be the writer of your biography.”
Shiro rolled his eyes, still irritated, but dropped the subject.
“So,... Bi, eh?” Shiro asked, gently.
“Yes.” Lance crooked his head to the side. “Surprised?”
Shiro shrugged. “I don't know. Maybe.” Then, Shiro decided to be partially honest, “But maybe not so much at the same time?”
“Ah,” Lance nodded once more. “I get it. Like when Hunk told us he was demisexual and all of us kind of knew anyway? Yeeeah. I know what you mean.”
Shiro nodded, biding his time so his next question sounded as casual as possible. “... Someone especial, then?” Lance looked at him confused. Shiro cleared his throat. “I mean, now that you know that you're bisexual... Is it because there's some guy you like?”
Suddenly, Lance looked like a deer in headlights. A blushing one.
“Wh-What?! No, no, Shiro! I mean, sure, I kissed a few guys, although no Lance-sandwich had been made, I'm telling you. I-I guess I always knew? I've always felt attracted to some guys just... Sometimes I thought I-I don't know, just-Eh, no. No! No one especial. Yet.”
Shiro raised an eyebrow, amused and more than a little captivated by Lance's dramatics. “Oh? Yet?” He couldn't help himself to ask.
Lance took a deep breath, calming himself almost completely. Then, he turned his head to Shiro, a sweet and secret smile on his lips. “Well, you never know.”
Indeed. Now it was Shiro who took a deep breath. That could mean anything, he told himself. Lance carried on smiling, all peaceful and devilish at once.
“You are a Slytherin, aren't you?” Shiro asked just because he could.
Lance dissolved into delighted giggles and Shiro's heart doubled its pace. Finally, Lance composed himself enough to said, “Excuse you, I'm a Slythindor.”
“Don't give me that shit. That means you're more Slytherin than Gryffindor, anyway! So there!”
“But I want to have the best of both worlds!” Lance wiggling his eyebrows and everything. “Why it's so important? Do you want me sleeping in the same tower as you, Mister Very-Likely-To-Be Head Boy?”
Shiro didn't blush but it was a close call. Instead, he puffed out his chest, trying to look imposing and answered, “I'm a Hufflepuff, you doof, we sleep by the kitchen. And if I was the Head Boy, I'd take points out of Slytherin just for your lack of commitment to your house!”
Lance cracked up for good at that one. Shiro wasn't sure of how he had made Lance laugh that way but he was feeling pretty good with himself anyway.
By the time Lance calmed himself, their conversation went into another lull but it was alright because Shiro was sure that they were both smiling.
A minute later, though, Lance gasped. “Look, Shiro!” He said pointing the water.
Shiro turned his head to the lake and instantly knew what had made Lance so excited. Their feet were unmoving under the water and so, the tide was non-existent and the small lake was the most perfect mirror for the sky and all the stars.
It was breathtaking, looking at the double image of the beautifully starred sky, one above of them, another reflected on the peaceful surface of the water.
“We're bathing in starlight,” Lance whispered with childlike astonishment.
Shiro's heart tripled his rhythm and Shiro was officially out of breath.
He found his voice, nonetheless. “Not yet,” he teased.
Lance looked at him, momentarily confused and so trusting that Shiro almost felt bad.
But naaah, it was too good of an opportunity to let it go.
Shiro pushed Lance to the water without a second thought; Lance had enough time to shout a surprised 'aaah' before going down.
Shiro laughed out loud and then waited a second for Lance to resurface and, unsurprisingly, there he was, still beautiful even wet and startled.
“You little-” Lance started saying but interrupted himself the moment Shiro dove into the water.
Gosh the water was cold, and because Shiro was still laughing he didn't took much air with him before diving in but it didn't matter.
Lance's wide smile when Shiro find him on the dark water was everything he had wanted to see.
“Now we're bathing in the starlight!” Shiro said, just because he could.
Lance laughed once more, moving around in the water, his eyes reflecting the stars almost as much as the lake previously was.
Shiro was happy and, if Lance's relaxed and playful aura was anything to go by, Lance was happy as well. Shiro's chest was full with fondness and Lance's eyes were full with stars and Shiro couldn't breathe still but that was alright.
Everything was alright.
Three minute later, Matt and Hunk found them playing on the water.
“Seriously, guys?” Hunk asked, looked around for towels for them.
“... I'm so telling Keith about this,” Matt whimpered in Shiro's ear after the came out of the water. “Can you imagine how he's gonna get? Sooooo red when I tell him his brother has the hots for one of his best frie--”
Shiro pushed Matt to the lake. He felt no remorse whatsoever.
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