Disclaimer: I don't know any of the characters or fandoms in this or the upcoming chapters.

A/N: So this was inspired by the movie Horns and a comment my boyfriend made that made my brain connect the two.

Title: Confessions.

Fandom: Voltron.

Ship: Keith x Lance.

Summary: When Keith turns Galra, his ears supernaturally force anyone who looks at them to confess their deepest, darkest secret. Guess what happens when Lance sees them.

Words: 1,524.

The black-haired paladin stood before his vanity mirror, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he reached up to run his hand along the soft, furry, purple ear that was protruding from the side of his head. These new ears were bigger, sticking upright and pointed at the ends. The purple-grey fur matched the purple-grey hue the rest of his skin had adopted, spreading across his face, down his chest, and all over his limbs.

He had finally come to terms with his heritage, and the rest of the crew had promised not to treat him differently. The transition from human to Galra had been slow and gradual, giving everyone time to adjust to Keith's new appesrance, rather than shocking them all at once.

But today was the first day Keith's ears had turned Galra, completing the look. Though his teammates had promised not to judge, he couldn't deny that he was terrified to face their reactions to his final transformation.

With a huff, he tugged his jacket tighter around himself and shuffled out of his room.

On his way to the dining room, Keith ran smack dab into Pidge. The young brunette fell back on her rump with a groan of discomfort. Keith extended a gloved hand to help her up, which she gratefully accepted.

Her eyes had closed on impact, and the first thing she saw upon opening them was a pair of furry, purple-grey cat-like ears. She blinked behind her glasses, staring at the appendages for a second before her gaze fell upon Keith's face. The latter's black brows were furrowed in concern, half expecting the young paladin to scream and run the other way after seeing him.

Instead, a blush danced across Pidge's cheeks, and she rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. "Hey, Keith, uh... Can I tell you something?"

Raising a brow in confusion, Keith nodded. "Sure."

The brunette took in a breath, blinking before looking the red paladin in the face. "I have a really huge crush on Hunk and I think I have pretty much since the day we met but I know he'd never look at that way and I don't want to make things weird so you can't tell anyone okay?"

Keith's mouth opened and closed repeatedly as he attempted to form a reply. When no words came to mind, he simply nodded, assuring his youngest teammate that her secret was safe with him.

Pidge released the breath she hadn't realized she was holding and smiled brightly. "Thanks, Keith!"

She then darted around him to continue down the hall to her destination.

Keith shook his head, wondering what had prompted such a random confession from the otherwise cool-and-collected paladin.

He was stopped once again on his journey when he was noticed by Shiro who was exiting the bathroom.

"Keith!" the oldest paladin greeted with a friendly smile. Just as the black-haired boy was about to return the greeting, he noticed Shiro's eyes glazing over the way Pidge's had when she caught side of his ears.

Shiro's gaze was drawn to the furry appendages attached to Keith's head.

"Did you know I have a tattoo?"

Keith blinked, doing a mental double-take. "You... what? What tattoo?"

Shiro reached down to the waistband of his jeans, unbuttoning them before pushing them down below his hips.

"What are you doing??" Keith demanded, turning his head and raising his hand to block the view.

"Showing you my tattoo," the older replied simply. Keith reluctantly glanced down to Shiro's partly exposed ass, and a bright patch of pink that looked remarkably like-

"Shiro... Why is there a Pinkie Pie tattoo on your ass?"

The oldest paladin quickly fastened his pants, covering the mark. With a deadpan expression, he replied, "I was eighteen once. I was young."

The younger snorted. "Eighteen-year-old Shiro was a brony?"

"Shut up," Shiro ordered. "Tell no one."

He then maneuvered around Keith to head to his room. Keith stared after him, chewing his lower lip. Why were his friends suddenly admitting their deepest secrets? Was it a Galra power he hadn't known about? None of the Galras he'd ever fought had had such an ability.

He mused that he ought to test it out, and continued down the hall in search of Hunk.

As to be expected, he found the yellow paladin in the kitchen, mixing some blue goo in a bowl.

"Hey, Hunk," the Galra greeted, hopping up onto a stool that was stationed by the counter Hunk was working at.

"Hey, man," the latter returned. "How's it going?"

"Tell me something," Keith coaxed. "How do you really feel about Pidge?"

Hunk would have denied the blush creeping across his skin. "Oh, you know. She's okay. She's a cool teammate, I guess. Super smart." Hunk finally looked up, and his eyes were glued to Keith's ears. His expression shifted, and words fell from his mouth before he could stop them. "I think she's beautiful and talented and really smart and I wanna ask her out but I don't think she'd ever be interested and I don't wanna ruin our friendship."

He shook his head as though clearing his thoughts. "Why did I tell you that? You can't tell!"

Keith exhaled a chuckle. "Thank you, Hunk. That was just the test I needed." He slid off the stood and headed for the door. Before he left, turned to call over his shoulder. "By the way, ask her out. You won't ruin anything, I promise."

Now he had to find Lance.

The blue paladin was in the training gym, fighting one of the combat robots. Keith lingered in the doorway, watching his teammate practice fight moves as he chewed his lower lip. Was he really going to confront Lance? Did he really have the confidence to see how Lance truly felt about him?

His mind strayed from his goal as his gaze lingered on the brunet. Lance's white tank top clung to his chest with sweat, his toned abdomen evident beneath the thin fabric. The cloth was riding up on his hips, exposing his tanned skin. His blue sweatpants hung low on his hips, revealing the waistband of blue-and-black plaid boxers hiding under the pants.

Keith bit his lower lip so hard he nearly drew blood as he watched Lance's body twist this way and that, bending backwards to avoid a blow from the training robot.

Lance landed a punch to the robot's jaw, sending it flying across the room. With a triumphant yell, he thrusted his fist into the air before turning towards the door.

"Hey, Mullet," he greeted. "Why are you staring at me?"

Keith shook his head, taking a breath. He stepped forward, placing his hands on the brunet's shoulders. He bit back a shudder at the bold muscles that flexed beneath his fingers, turning and walking forward until Lance's back hit the wall.

"What's gotten into you?" the blue paladin inquired before his eyes matched onto purple-grey Galra ears.

Keith stood on his toes to accommodate the height difference between them, gazing into Lance's ocean blue eyes that were now wide with an uncertain expression.

"W-what are you-"

"Lance," the red paladin cut him off. "What would you do if I kissed you right now?" His voice was low and husky, a mix of emotions surging through his core as the image of a sweaty Lance stained his mind.

Lance's gaze fell from Keith's ears and he stared into the older boy's darkened eyes. Lust filled his own as his hands rose to rest on the purple-grey arms that held him.

"I'd kiss you back."

A shiver ran up Keith's spine. That was all the confirmation he needed. He leaned in, smashing his lips against Lance's. He could taste the sweat lingering on his tanned skin, and a growl emanated deep in his throat. Tan hands fell from Keith's arms, reaching out to grasp his hips. His fingers slipped beneath the red t-shirt that the older paladin wore, the skin-to-skin contact earning a groan from both of them.

Keith slid one hand up to Lance's short chocolate brown hair, tangling his fingers and tugging at the locks. The younger boy groaned, pulling his teammate closer by his hips. The red paladin rolled his hips against Lance's, drawing a low moan from the brunet's mouth.

Keith pulled back for a breath, opening his eyes to glance at the brunet. Lance was staring back at him, mouth open, chest heaving with every breath.

"You're mine," the older boy stated, dropping his hand to lace it with Lance's.

The brunet smirked, lacing their fingers. "Prove it."

Keith grinned, turning on his heel and leading Lance down the hall to his room.

He suddenly became very fond of his Galra ears.