A/N: For Platonic VLD Week! First prompt: Moonlight/Sunlight

Summary: Hunk wants to show Shay everything, and after the war, he finally gets the chance.

"I just want to show you everything," he told her. "When the war is over... There's so much to see. You think seeing the sky is great... Wow. There's a lot more. I want to show you everything."

Shay smiled, her face shining like the sky she loved so dearly, and Hunk smiled back.

It was a long war. A trying war. A draining war. Hunk saw things he'd never imagined, did things he never wanted to do, and lost more than he had ever known he had. But they won, in the end. Zarkon was defeated, the Galra Empire was broken, and local peoples were starting to figure out what freedom meant. Then, and only then, did Hunk get to keep his promise.

He landed on the Balmera in the yellow lion tired and worn, but triumphant. Rejuvenated, just to step foot on the rocky crust of the homeliest place he'd found in the universe, outside his true home. Shay ran to meet him, beaming like a thousand thousand stars, and he smiled back.

She stumbled to a halt and stood facing him, staring, her face falling not to dismay, but to solemnity at the least. He tried to smile harder, to reassure her, but she reached for him. Slow at first, cautious. As if he might refuse. Hunk stood still, gave her a nod. She could do what she liked with him. Shay touched the new scar that crossed his cheek, trailing from his eye to his chin.

"Does it pain you?" she asked, so soft, so gentle. As ever, Shay was the softest person Hunk had ever known, never mind the toughness of her skin, the solidity of her spine.

He smiled and shook his head. "Not at all. It's a...a badge of honor, Shiro says. A point of pride. But never mind that. Can you come with me? Can I show you?"

Her smile returned, slow and broad and soft, soft, soft. "Yes, please. I must needs say farewell to my family, first, but then... Yes. I want to see everything there is to see."

They went. Allura was magnanimous in victory, granting the paladins every wish they asked for. Wormhole jumps to all the places they hadn't had proper time to explore, to beaches and trade moons and party planets, to friends and families and allies. And frequent visits home.

Shay was amazed by Earth, as Hunk had known she would be. She fell in with his family as if she'd always been there, moving gracefully about the kitchen learning how to season stew with his dad, kneeling in the garage handing tools to his mom as she worked on a greasy engine. They went to museums and aquariums and amusement parks and street festivals. They leaned against a grassy hillside in a misty twilight, then sat under the moon and watched the stars. Hunk taught her all the constellations he'd ever learned, as well as some he made up on the spot.

They stayed up far too late that night, talking and laughing, snuggling under a thick quilt nicked from the living room under his little sister's nose. At some point Hunk fell into a light doze, his head resting on Shay's shoulder. He was going to wake up with a bruise on his temple, probably, but he didn't care. Shay sat straight beside him, still staring at the stars and humming home melodies quietly under her breath. Perhaps Balmerans didn't need as much sleep as humans, or perhaps she just didn't care, because Hunk didn't think she slept at all that night.

He was woken by a soft gasp, a jerk of her shoulder. It did not seem to be a sound of fright (Hunk was immensely sensitive to those now), but it still banished his sleep in an instant. He leaned up, blinking and yawning. "Shay? Something happen?"

"It comes," Shay said, her voice low with wonder. "Your star of Earth. The sun. Light is beginning to show on the horizon."

"Ah. The sunrise." Hunk sat up straighter and stared ahead. He hadn't realized they had taken up a perch facing east last night, but he was glad now that they had. Butter yellow began to creep above the sea's horizon, still dark at this time.

He remembered seeing other sunrises on other worlds. All different, all the same. Remembered the one he'd watched so long ago with Shay on the Balmera, too. That one had been beautiful, certainly, and he had never forgotten it. But there was nothing quite like Earth. Nothing with the exact spectrum of radiation from Sol, nothing with the exact composition of gases in the atmosphere.

It was a familiar sight, certainly, but he hadn't seen it in a very, very long time. Sitting here with Shay, watching the sun emerge from its watery grave, he saw the sunrise with new eyes, too. It was stunningly beautiful, and Hunk's smile was so sustained that his cheeks began to hurt.

He looked over at Shay, saw her staring, rapt, as innocent and open as a child. She didn't even glance at him in response, though she must have felt his gaze on her, for she reached over and squeezed his hand. She said nothing, but laughed, soft and awed.

Hunk looked forward again in time to watch the circle of the sun sail free of the sea. Light beamed across the waves, and all the world was waking. Boats rocked in the harbor below, cars moved in the streets, children yelled in nearby houses and woke their parents from their sleep. He looked to Shay again, and she looked back at him, bright and beautiful and beaming.

"The sun of your world is most beauteous," she said.

Hunk chuckled, low and deep. "Thank you. I'm glad you like it." He looked forward and sighed. "There's still a lot more I want to show you."

She squeezed his hand. "And I want to see it, truly and sincerely. But with this, in this moment, I am content."

"Me too."

They sat there and basked in the light.