Might As Well Have A Cell Buddy

AN: Thank you guys for the kind reviews! It really does make my day! I'm still taking prompts, if anyone wants to send some in. I realized I had a lack of Hunk on here so hopefully this will make up for it. I have a headcanon that Lance would pull Hunk into all kids of trouble at the Garrison, this being one of those times. Hope you enjoy this and have a blessed day!

Time Frame: Pre season one

Spoilers: Not even all of episode one

Characters: Lance, Hunk

Summary: Lance wants to explore and makes Hunk come with him

Disclaimer: I don't own Voltron: Legendary Defender

Family is having fun and breaking a few rules then taking each other's backs when they get caught.

Hunk was pretty sure that Lance was going to one day be in jail.

Like, not just the small town, really chill jail where they can watch tv and play card games; like―actual prison. Where there's murders and gangs and chains around their ankles and they have to dig holes outside in hundred degree heat.

Because the dude was able to talk him into sneaking out passed curfew to just 'see what's around'. Couple reasons why this small rule break will lead to eventual imprisonment:

One: Lance was able to talk Hunk, the nice rule abiding guy that he is, into sneaking out after curfew with no leverage like blackmail or anything hanging over his head. Just a lot of smooth talking. Being able to smooth talk like that obviously means the kid's gonna grow up to be a con artist or something awful like that.

Two: Lance's only reason for sneaking out is to look around. Can't he do that tomorrow? When it's light out and he can see and he can look around with actual people (not just in a really dark, abandoned hallway) and, ya know... When they won't get into trouble?!

So, yeah. That's exactly why Lance is going to be in jail some day. And unfortunately, as the way things are going right now, Hunk's gonna be right there with him.

No more lazy days watching tv, no more yummy food that―

"Hunk!" Lance's whisper-shout cut through the larger teen's thoughts. "Get lower!"

With a panicked intake of breath, the boy all but dropped to the ground. This earned him an eye roll. "I told you that I wasn't good at breaking rules!" Hunk's eyes frantically scanned the hallway, looking for any peers that would catch him out when he shouldn't be.

(As if anyone would be stupid enough to break curfew like they were. Hopefully no one was as stupid as they were. Hopefully.)

"Hush!" Lance continued in the same tone as before, raising a finger to his lips for emphasis. "And stop getting all worried! We're just going down to the arcade, then we're coming right back up. No one will ever know we ever escaped!" he was way to happy about this. Like, way too happy. Breaking rules must be some kind of drug for him; sorta like grandma's cake was for him.

"'Escaped'? Did you really just say 'escaped'?" Hunk lowered his voice to match Lance's. "You make it sound like they force us to stay here! We chose to come here, remember? So why are you acting like you wanna leave?" his friend's sigh was a bit over dramatic and a bit annoyed, but he didn't care. If the dude was gonna drag him into trouble, might as well make of as unpleasant as he possibly could.

"I didn't mean it like that." yeah, he was totally annoyed. "It was just a figure of speech, ya know? Like, "Haha! Funny!" type thing." Hunk was really expecting more from his trouble-making buddy, but Lance didn't say anything else. Instead, he continued on their trek down the hall, Hunk trailing behind slowly and jumping about a foot in the air when any kind of noise was made.

Lance would have laughed out loud at the giant teen—looking much like a frightened goat hiding from a chupacabra—if it was daylight.

So he simply chuckled under his breath and continued on his mission.

They reached the arcade not too long after, seeing as though this wing of the Garrison was completely rid of all personal after midnight. It wasn't as big as some that Lance had seen back at the beach, but it wasn't small either. It was only a little something the students could have fun at on their days off.

Lance was about as chill as could be, walking around and checking things out as if he was shopping for them.

Hunk, on the other hand, was about as chill as boiling water. He wasn't even trying to hide that fact at this point.

"This is breaking at least four rules, dude." Lance merely rolled his eyes in response. "Seriously, this isn't gonna be as cool as it is now when we're in detention."

After about five minutes of Hunk's worried and panicked ramblings, Lance stopped in front of an old-looking arcade game that had weird spaceships and neon lights on the sides. His jaw practically hit the floor.

"Hunk!" the teen's head snapped up from where he was staring at the door, just waiting for someone to come bursting through. "This is Space Battle 12000! This game was my favorite back at home!" it looked like someone had given the kid a million bucks and all the permission in the world to spend it.

"Okay! Cool! Great, you can play it tomorrow!" Hunk pretty much ran over to where Lance was standing. "Now that we've walked around and everything, can we go back?" he was begging at this point.

Forget dignity.

"What?" Lance looked rather insulted that Hunk even considered that he'd go back to the dorms when he was standing in front of his favorite game in the entire world.

"Absolutely not! I can't go back knowing that this is here! How can you— dude, I have to play a round. Just one. At least." before the larger teen could even try to fight him, he dug deep into his pockets and pulled out some quarters. "Come on, Hunk! It's a two player game. It even shows you how to play before getting into it."

"No! I just wanna go back to the dorms. We've looked around and now we're done." Lance could tell by his facial expression that he wasn't joking around. He signed.

"Okay, if I promise to go right back after this game, will you play?"

He seemed to consider it for a bit, but Lance knew he had won when a gloved hand took the second player's joystick.

Maybe he was smiling a lot like a criminal, but he didn't care. The coins in and the game alive, the two forgot everything and went at it.

One game turned into three, then three into six, then six into ten. Hunk had completely let go of whatever issues he had with sneaking out and was bent on making sure that Lance didn't win for the fourth time in a row.

His hopes were crushed when the screen lit up saying, "Winner! Winner! 'Cadet Awesomeness' takes the conquered the ship!"

"That's so not fair! I was in the lead almost the entire game!"

"Yeah, but 'almost' only matters in horseshoes and... and whatever the other game is."

Hunk was about to retaliate when the lights went on and his brain short-circuited.

"What are you two doing down here? Curfew was four hours ago!" a middle-aged security guard bellowed out as he stomped over to the two nervous teens. "You know you could be put on suspension for this?"

Hunk gulped and he heard Lance do the same. They both glanced at each other before Lance took a deep breath and spoke, "Sorry, sir. This is entirely―"

"A bad case of homesickness." Lance's eyes went wide and he was sure his heart quit for a few seconds. "You see, my friend here is really missing home and since this is a game from where he grew up, we just wanted to get a few games in because the arcade will probably be overrun by the other students tomorrow before we can get here."

The man seemed to be considering Hunk's explanation while the teens tried to keep their hearts from beating out of their chests.

"Fine. I'll let you off with a warning and escort you back to the dorms. But," he paused and pointed a finger at them bother, causing them to flinch, "if I catch either of you out here again, you'll go straight to your captain! Am I clear?" the two nodded so eagerly it looked like their heads were about to fall off. "Good. Now follow me."

The walk back was quiet and tension filled. Once they reached the dorm room, the security guard watched them go in then waited a second at the entryway before turning and going down the hall.
Both teens let out audible sighs of relief.

"Thank you," Lance spoke up not too long after they climbed into their beds. "for saving my butt back there."

Hunk smiled, though his friend wouldn't be able to see it in the dark lighting. "Well, I figured that if you ever do end up going to jail for breaking too many rules―" Lance made a noise of protest, "you might as well have a cell buddy."