[fanfic: Voltron] Close to you (7/8) -- 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 7: Past/Future.
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.
“Slav! You wanna hear the story of Shiro and Lance's first kiss?” Matt loudly asked just after finishing his second Long Island Iced Tea.
“Matt!” Shiro barked, almost choking himself with his own beverage.
“What?” Matt protested, raising his arms in the air, uncaring of all the other bar patrons surrounding their table. “After all, Slav's like, I don't know, like your fairy godmother? Nerdy godmother?” Matt smirked at Slav direction, “Put me out of my misery and turn around a couple of time singing Bibbidi bobbidi boo, please?”
“Absolutely no! Cinderella is my least favorite princess movie!” Slav argued looking quite nervous while doing so; he was moving his short arms around so fast that Shiro thought for a moment he had 4 set of them. “What kind of prince is such an idiot that is outrun by a woman wearing a heavy dress and only one heel?! That's impossible in every universe, except in a very idiotic one!”
Shiro decided to take another sip of his drink, eyes greedily taking in all of Matt's shocked features.
“Excuse me?! Cinderella is one of the greatest Disney's movies!”
“I'm not saying that it isn't!” Slav vehemently added. “I'm just saying she deserves better than that lazy prince with no name!”
“Oh,” Matt paused and nodded a second after. “Ok, then. You're right, Slav.”
Slav said something that sounds suspiciously like “I'm always right.” Shiro took another sip, hiding his amused smirk.
“But, anyway, wanna hear the story of how Lance went to our dorm door the day after we finished the beta version of our Relationship App and sweetly devoured Shiro's mouth right at my kitchen counter? Shiro melted all over the floor!”
“Matt!” Shiro scolded him once more, amused feelings forgotten.
“What, Shiro? You keep interrupting me!”
“Stop trying to divulge all of my private moments! Slav doesn't care and nobody ever cares! Besides, that was two years ago, let it go already!” Shiro didn't yell at his best friend but it was a close thing.
“Oh, come on, Shiro! Of course Slav cares! Your relationship was born thanks to the first result of the first algorithm he created-”
“-That's not exactly true and you know it.”
“Plus, it's a nice, circular way to celebrate the fact that we just sold that troublesome and cliché fucking App to someone else for a lot of money,” Matt explained, moving around his empty glass like an alcoholic asshole.
“No. You're just gossiping drunk,” Shiro stated.
“That's 100 percent accurate,” Slav opined, drinking from his water. “Besides, you told me the story before. Last year, I think.”
“Oh, yeah,” Matt friendly smiled at Slav, half closing his eyes looking innocent and full of good intentions.
“What?! Why?!”
“Get over it, Shiro,” Matt huffed, batting his hand at Shiro's direction. “It was important at the moment.”
“Yes,” Slav carried on sighing softly. “It gave me faith.”
Shiro blinked. “What?” He whispered. “Faith?”
Slav didn't elaborated further. Shiro wanted to push for more information but, unfortunately, Matt decided to keep pushing his luck instead.
“Oh. What about Shiro and Lance's first time together? Did I tell that one?”
Shiro choked with his own spit for real this time.
“I don't believe so, no,” Slav answered.
“Oooh, man!” Matt laughed, small tears gathering at the corner of his eyes. “It was so funny! Shiro told me to get out of the apartment but I returned early the next day and Keith was there for some reason and -Hahahaa!- His face! -Hahahaa!- Keith's face when Lance went out Shiro's room wearing Shiro's shirt and -Hahaha!- And obviously nothing else!” And then Matt proceeded to howl his laughter out, punching their table his his fist and everything.
Shiro was mortify. Both because his own face felt really hot and because it looked like Matt couldn't breathe enough in between his shrieks of laughter. Slav, however, reminded calm, quietly smiling over his side of the table.
Right then and there, Shiro felt all the fondness that he had developed for Slav take over him, subduing the alcohol effects he was starting to feel, and so he chose to talk with the guy that -ok, fine- was kinda like his nerdy godmother of love.
“Why...?” Shiro started, unsure, not knowing how to subtly ask about Slav's personal problems. Then, Shiro decided to just be direct. “Why did you need faith? Are you ok?”
Slav seemed surprised by Shiro's concern. Like Shiro's worry over him was something Slav had never calculated before. And, wow, that made him feel like a jerk faster than anything before.
“I mean,” Shiro added, voice soft and patient. “I know we aren't close, and I'm sorry for that, but... If you need help, or anything, you know you can... Hm. I'm here if you ever-”
“I know,” Slav, mercifully, interrupted him. He looked at his water while clearly gathering his thoughts. “It was last year, when we were working on the second version of the Relationship App, and I really thought it was the most superficial thing I'd ever worked on. I almost hated it. But then, Matt explained to me it was important to some people, and how it had helped you. And in return, the story helped me to understand that I wasn't losing my time.”
After Slav's collected explanation Shiro was speechless. He was vaguely aware of Matt study them but he was too focused on Slav's face to mind him.
“I...” Shiro tried to respond, searching for kind words to explain himself. “I had no idea. It did help us, help me, that's for sure...”
Slav nodded, weirdly resembling a very solemn bird. “Yes. I noted that you were healthier and balanced and... Happier. And your productivity radically improved, just as your concentration and patience. But... It didn't occurred to me it was because of Lance until after Matt pointed out. And if my algorithm helped you to make a decision, to finally be happy then... My time was well invested.”
Shiro didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure if he was breathing normally and his limbs felt heavy even when his heart was beating with a happy tune but he didn't know how to react. A voice that sounded suspiciously as Lance's whispered inside his head to just go for it.
Delicately, slowly, Shiro approached Slav, arms poised to deliver a hug. After giving Slav plenty of time to accept his destiny, Shiro embraced him in a loose grip. “Thank you,” Shiro said to his companion with all the gratitude and caring he could muster. “For everything. Also, thank you for not quitting on us.”
“Aaawwww,” Matt cooed.
“It was-” Slav stuttered. “It was nothing, really. That's what friends are for.”
“Aaaaawwwwwww,” Matt exaggerated. “I guess the hundreds of dollar we just made in the App's sale is just a bonus of our beautiful and meaningful friendship.”
Shiro laughed, releasing Slav from his hug and putting his arm around Matt's shoulders instead. “Yeah, it is!” He cheered. “Just like Slav as my nerdy godmother!”
Slav smiled, obviously pleased.
Matt chuckled. “Yeaaah, he's you godmother... If the godmother goggled at Cinderella's prince every time he visited her at her computer lab.”
It took a second to Shiro to understand what was Matt implying but once he understood, he looked directly at Slav without hiding his shock. Not because he was offended but because it was Slav.
“What?” Shiro asked with a barely-there voice.
“No! No! I don't goggle!” Slav denied, moving his arms around once more. “I just think he's pretty to look at and nice in general but that's it! That's it!”
Matt snickered. “I bet you've calculated the circumference of his ass already.”
“Did not! There are zero percent chance of me thinking about that!” Slav defended himself, which of course provoked Matt to keep picking at him.
Shiro sighed, silently wishing for Allura, Thace and Ulaz to hurry up and arrive at the bar.
“You wanna hear the story of the first time Katie caught Shiro and Lance almost doing it?”
Shiro growled in warning even though he knew Matt wouldn't care less. Slav looked scandalized.
“The first time? So... It was more than one time?”
“Sure! The first time was against a wall, the second time was when we went to the beach. But the third time, oh boy, that was in Lance's car and let me tell you exactly what Katie told me and Keith...”
Shiro knocked down the rest of his tall drink in one go in a desperate attempt to escape.
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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 7: Past/Future.
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.
“Slav! You wanna hear the story of Shiro and Lance's first kiss?” Matt loudly asked just after finishing his second Long Island Iced Tea.
“Matt!” Shiro barked, almost choking himself with his own beverage.
“What?” Matt protested, raising his arms in the air, uncaring of all the other bar patrons surrounding their table. “After all, Slav's like, I don't know, like your fairy godmother? Nerdy godmother?” Matt smirked at Slav direction, “Put me out of my misery and turn around a couple of time singing Bibbidi bobbidi boo, please?”
“Absolutely no! Cinderella is my least favorite princess movie!” Slav argued looking quite nervous while doing so; he was moving his short arms around so fast that Shiro thought for a moment he had 4 set of them. “What kind of prince is such an idiot that is outrun by a woman wearing a heavy dress and only one heel?! That's impossible in every universe, except in a very idiotic one!”
Shiro decided to take another sip of his drink, eyes greedily taking in all of Matt's shocked features.
“Excuse me?! Cinderella is one of the greatest Disney's movies!”
“I'm not saying that it isn't!” Slav vehemently added. “I'm just saying she deserves better than that lazy prince with no name!”
“Oh,” Matt paused and nodded a second after. “Ok, then. You're right, Slav.”
Slav said something that sounds suspiciously like “I'm always right.” Shiro took another sip, hiding his amused smirk.
“But, anyway, wanna hear the story of how Lance went to our dorm door the day after we finished the beta version of our Relationship App and sweetly devoured Shiro's mouth right at my kitchen counter? Shiro melted all over the floor!”
“Matt!” Shiro scolded him once more, amused feelings forgotten.
“What, Shiro? You keep interrupting me!”
“Stop trying to divulge all of my private moments! Slav doesn't care and nobody ever cares! Besides, that was two years ago, let it go already!” Shiro didn't yell at his best friend but it was a close thing.
“Oh, come on, Shiro! Of course Slav cares! Your relationship was born thanks to the first result of the first algorithm he created-”
“-That's not exactly true and you know it.”
“Plus, it's a nice, circular way to celebrate the fact that we just sold that troublesome and cliché fucking App to someone else for a lot of money,” Matt explained, moving around his empty glass like an alcoholic asshole.
“No. You're just gossiping drunk,” Shiro stated.
“That's 100 percent accurate,” Slav opined, drinking from his water. “Besides, you told me the story before. Last year, I think.”
“Oh, yeah,” Matt friendly smiled at Slav, half closing his eyes looking innocent and full of good intentions.
“What?! Why?!”
“Get over it, Shiro,” Matt huffed, batting his hand at Shiro's direction. “It was important at the moment.”
“Yes,” Slav carried on sighing softly. “It gave me faith.”
Shiro blinked. “What?” He whispered. “Faith?”
Slav didn't elaborated further. Shiro wanted to push for more information but, unfortunately, Matt decided to keep pushing his luck instead.
“Oh. What about Shiro and Lance's first time together? Did I tell that one?”
Shiro choked with his own spit for real this time.
“I don't believe so, no,” Slav answered.
“Oooh, man!” Matt laughed, small tears gathering at the corner of his eyes. “It was so funny! Shiro told me to get out of the apartment but I returned early the next day and Keith was there for some reason and -Hahahaa!- His face! -Hahahaa!- Keith's face when Lance went out Shiro's room wearing Shiro's shirt and -Hahaha!- And obviously nothing else!” And then Matt proceeded to howl his laughter out, punching their table his his fist and everything.
Shiro was mortify. Both because his own face felt really hot and because it looked like Matt couldn't breathe enough in between his shrieks of laughter. Slav, however, reminded calm, quietly smiling over his side of the table.
Right then and there, Shiro felt all the fondness that he had developed for Slav take over him, subduing the alcohol effects he was starting to feel, and so he chose to talk with the guy that -ok, fine- was kinda like his nerdy godmother of love.
“Why...?” Shiro started, unsure, not knowing how to subtly ask about Slav's personal problems. Then, Shiro decided to just be direct. “Why did you need faith? Are you ok?”
Slav seemed surprised by Shiro's concern. Like Shiro's worry over him was something Slav had never calculated before. And, wow, that made him feel like a jerk faster than anything before.
“I mean,” Shiro added, voice soft and patient. “I know we aren't close, and I'm sorry for that, but... If you need help, or anything, you know you can... Hm. I'm here if you ever-”
“I know,” Slav, mercifully, interrupted him. He looked at his water while clearly gathering his thoughts. “It was last year, when we were working on the second version of the Relationship App, and I really thought it was the most superficial thing I'd ever worked on. I almost hated it. But then, Matt explained to me it was important to some people, and how it had helped you. And in return, the story helped me to understand that I wasn't losing my time.”
After Slav's collected explanation Shiro was speechless. He was vaguely aware of Matt study them but he was too focused on Slav's face to mind him.
“I...” Shiro tried to respond, searching for kind words to explain himself. “I had no idea. It did help us, help me, that's for sure...”
Slav nodded, weirdly resembling a very solemn bird. “Yes. I noted that you were healthier and balanced and... Happier. And your productivity radically improved, just as your concentration and patience. But... It didn't occurred to me it was because of Lance until after Matt pointed out. And if my algorithm helped you to make a decision, to finally be happy then... My time was well invested.”
Shiro didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure if he was breathing normally and his limbs felt heavy even when his heart was beating with a happy tune but he didn't know how to react. A voice that sounded suspiciously as Lance's whispered inside his head to just go for it.
Delicately, slowly, Shiro approached Slav, arms poised to deliver a hug. After giving Slav plenty of time to accept his destiny, Shiro embraced him in a loose grip. “Thank you,” Shiro said to his companion with all the gratitude and caring he could muster. “For everything. Also, thank you for not quitting on us.”
“Aaawwww,” Matt cooed.
“It was-” Slav stuttered. “It was nothing, really. That's what friends are for.”
“Aaaaawwwwwww,” Matt exaggerated. “I guess the hundreds of dollar we just made in the App's sale is just a bonus of our beautiful and meaningful friendship.”
Shiro laughed, releasing Slav from his hug and putting his arm around Matt's shoulders instead. “Yeah, it is!” He cheered. “Just like Slav as my nerdy godmother!”
Slav smiled, obviously pleased.
Matt chuckled. “Yeaaah, he's you godmother... If the godmother goggled at Cinderella's prince every time he visited her at her computer lab.”
It took a second to Shiro to understand what was Matt implying but once he understood, he looked directly at Slav without hiding his shock. Not because he was offended but because it was Slav.
“What?” Shiro asked with a barely-there voice.
“No! No! I don't goggle!” Slav denied, moving his arms around once more. “I just think he's pretty to look at and nice in general but that's it! That's it!”
Matt snickered. “I bet you've calculated the circumference of his ass already.”
“Did not! There are zero percent chance of me thinking about that!” Slav defended himself, which of course provoked Matt to keep picking at him.
Shiro sighed, silently wishing for Allura, Thace and Ulaz to hurry up and arrive at the bar.
“You wanna hear the story of the first time Katie caught Shiro and Lance almost doing it?”
Shiro growled in warning even though he knew Matt wouldn't care less. Slav looked scandalized.
“The first time? So... It was more than one time?”
“Sure! The first time was against a wall, the second time was when we went to the beach. But the third time, oh boy, that was in Lance's car and let me tell you exactly what Katie told me and Keith...”
Shiro knocked down the rest of his tall drink in one go in a desperate attempt to escape.
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