AUTHOR NOTE:
Oh, I love these two! I almost stopped shipping them (it lasted a day).
So I have started writing this. (And, for anyone who reads my other fics, don't worry, I have not abandoned them)
But I will mention, Kacxa will (probably) be mentioned, Shallura and Lotura are both implied, and Hunay is mentioned.
But this is really just Plance.
Enjoy!
Lance groaned as he entered the Paladins apartment, an apartment the Garrison issued the, well, Paladins. (And Coran, Romelle, the Space Mice, Kosmo, and Kaltenacker. What? Lance and Pidge would never abandon Kaltenacker!)
His groan grabbed the attention of Keith, Krolia, and Kolivan, who had all been talking in the living area.
"What's wrong Lance?" Krolia asked while standing up. "Where's Allura?"
See, what made her ask this was the fact that Lance and Allura had gone on a date. Yep! A date. It had only been a little over a month since the battle with that robot thing, and they finally found time to have one! Only...
"She's down in the cafeteria, talking to Shiro."
Krolia's expression soften, along with Keih's and Kolivan's, making Lance bristle a bit, but he knew that the looks would have been worse if he had gone to his family.
"Look, I'm gonna head to my room. Go back to you're talk. I'm fine."
Yeah. He was fine. That's what was strange. The whole date had actually been uncomfortable, for both of them. They thought that they'd have a good time. But... It wasn't what he imagined his first date with Allura like. It wasn't first date jitters uncomfortable, it was, we don't really work as a couple uncomfortable. They both knew it. They both admitted it by the end of the night. It was more of the question, why was it uncomfortable.
Lance honestly had no idea. He was hoping to talk it over with Hunk, but, SURPRISE, Hunk wasn't there when Lance entered their room.
"Great." Lance sighed, flopping onto his bed.
He couldn't talk with Hunk. There was no way he was going to go talk to the Galra's and half-Galra in the living space. Shiro, Coran and Romelle? Yeah right!
That left one person.
One important person who could hopefully help him figure all of this out.
Pidge.
The girl of whom he was speaking, was up sitting on the roof, a little depressed.
Actually, she was sitting in the same spot she had been in the night she, Lance, Hunk, and Keith had found Shiro. Only this time, things were a bit different.
She was still in casual clothes (She could only stand to where the Garrison uniform for so long) only this time she was in jeans and a white and green quarter sleeve shirt.
With a bit of her mom's help, she even managed to put a small, very small, ponytail on the side of her head. (Though it wasn't very noticeable).
She didn't even have her glasses! (Although, that was only because they were being repaired. She had accidentally broken them... again.)
She also didn't have her equipment. There was no need for it. On this night, she came up to the roof for one reason and one reason only. To think.
She was trying to sort out her feelings. Trying, and failing.
You see, there was a reason that she was a bit depressed. That reason? Lance.
Why? Since the beginning, since the first time she met him, she had had a crush on him. That's one reason she kept her distance from him while she had been at the Garrison, considering that she was pretending to be a guy! But when they were in space, and after he found out that she was a girl, she thought things changed a bit between them. Her crush on him also grew.
But now... Now he was out. On a date. With Allura.
Honestly, she should have seen it coming. Lance had always had a crush on Allura, and the crush matured over time, along with Lance. He had backed off a bit, when Allura and Lotor were dating (Or whatever you wanted to call it).
But then Lotor turned out to be a monster.
It hadn't taken long for Allura to develop a crush on Lance, that Pidge knew. And when they had all been heading out to the different Zaiforge canon bases? She noticed the way the two had looked at each other. It hurt.
She just hoped that Lance wasn't a rebound to Allura. Of course, Allura would never purposely hurt Lance, but she still could.
So Pidge did the only logical thing she could think of.
She was trying to convince herself that she and Lance wouldn't have worked.
Number one. Their ages.
He just turned nineteen, and she wasn't yet seventeen (though she was close).
"Like it matters." Pidge muttered under her breath. She was of course right, and defeating her own argument.
She and Lance were Paladins of Voltron. They had been all over the universe! They were The Defenders of the Universe. Yeah, three years really didn't matter anymore.
"We're too different." Pidge said aloud. "We would have torn each other apart.
Buuuttt they weren't that different, and Pidge knew that. Just think about the time they turned a Galra robot into a fun-bot! Or the Space Mall! The times they stayed up late playing video games (found at the Space Mall)! Kaltenacker.
So, there went that argument.
"He would have broken my heart." She whispered.
He already broke her heart.
That fact, and of course facts were Pidge's life, made a few tears slip through.
Not many, but enough that she finally acknowledge that her crush hadn't been a minor one.
And enough too make her regret never telling him how she felt.
