Cinnamon Tea and Hot Chocolate
A/N: A little Coran and Alfor action here have fun, though it's mostly Lance. I hope you like it!
17th of December
Lance didn't notice when the bell rang, ending Coran's psych class. Nor did Lance see the concerned look Romelle gave him or Coran slowly approaching him when every student had left. Lance just looked blankly at the desk in front of him, sound around him already muffling out as he sat there. It wasn't before Coran laid a soft hand on his shoulders.
Lance almost jumped at the touch, being completely unprepared to get dragged out of his mind.
"Everything alright, my boy?" Coran said with concern painted all over his face.
"Nothing, nothing, just thinking about some stuff," Lance said with a small smile.
Coran looked over Lance, still with concern but something else too.
"Let's take a walk, this was my last lecture of the day," Coran said gesturing to the door.
"Sure, I got nothing else to do," Lance said with a shrug and pulled himself off his seat.
"So what's been eating at you, my boy?" Coran asked as they walked down the hall.
"Relationships are complicated," Lance said with a dry laugh.
"Ah yes, that they are," Coran said with a chuckle.
They walked in silence for a moment before reaching to the door leading into Coran's office.
"So what relationship made you realise that they are complicated? Miss Chabert, perhaps? Or maybe you and Mr Kogane?" Coran asked when he sat down in his comfortable chair, and Lance sat on the couch.
"Both, kind of, Nyma definitely made it clear," Lance said, his leg jumping up and in down in nervousness.
"Miss Chabert is a… commanding lady," Coran said, taking a break to find the right word.
"Yep, she's a bitch," Lance said matter of factly earning a short laugh from Coran.
"But all girls are complicated," Lance said tiredly, but his whining only earned another laugh from Coran.
"That, I wouldn't know anything about it. You could say, I'm batting for the other team" Coran said and smiled kindly to Lance.
"You… REALLY" Lance yelled surprise.
How hadn't he noticed that he's teacher was gay?
"Yes, I'm married to Alfor if you are interested," Coran said with a smile.
"Principal Ferguson?! Allura's dad?" Lance exclaimed even more surprised.
"Yes, that Alfor, handsome feller I must say," Coran said with a twinkle in his eyes before clearing his throat.
"Anyway, Lance, what about you and Keith? I heard you broke up. Is that one of the things that have been distracting you?" Coran asked.
Lance thought about the questions. They were hard to answer though they were simple. Lance knew Coran was, or at least had been, a therapist so talking to him would maybe help clear Lance's head.
"Yeah, that combined with my Abuela being sick. Well, maybe not, Keith and I never really dated, it was more of a prank getting out of hand" Lance said, anxiously moving his hands.
"Oh?" Coran asked curiously.
"But I think that I might like him, no, scratch that, I know I like him, in that way," Lance said, a determined look lingered in his eyes.
After the confession, Lance and Coran kept talking. Lance felt relieved to just talk, about everything and nothing, all his concerns, it helped.
"His hair is so stupid, but soft? Like who gave him the right" Lance said annoyed, facepalming in frustration.
But just as he was about to continue, the door opened.
"Hey, Sweetheart, are you ready to go home? 'Lura wanted to go out with Romelle and us" Alfor said, not noticing Lance, and walked over to his husband and kissed him on the cheek.
"Come on, Alfor, behave, we have company," Coran said with a chuckle, and gesture to Lance who sat wide-eyed looking at them in amazement.
"Oh, hello," Alfor said, giving Lance his hand, which the boy took politely.
"I'm Lance, Allura's friend," Lance said and saw the realisation light up in Alfor's face.
"You're THAT Lance, so nice to meet you," Alfor said happily, and Lance blushed slightly.
"So you came here for relationship advice, right?" Alfor said, seating himself on the armrest of the chair Coran was sitting in.
"What? How?" Lance stuttered.
"I heard Allura say you dated another boy from your friend group, and when I heard, you broke up. Yesterday Allura then said it had all just been a weird prank" Alfor said with a snort, trying to hold back a laugh.
"If that shitshow hadn't made you talk with Coran when I would have talked to you myself," Alfor said, holding a break where he looked deeply into Lance's eyes, almost like he was searching for something.
"You really do like him" Alfor's voice was filled with amazement, and a little smile spread on his lips.
Before Lance could ask how the older man knew that, Coran answered.
"Alfor has always been good at sensing stuff as that" Coran said with a wink.
"Lance, maybe you should try confessing your feelings, there's a chance he might like you back," Alfor said with a knowing smile, before turning to his husband.
"Now, if we don't want to be late for that dinner, I suggest we go get going."
"Alright, alright, let's go when. Lance, I hope this session helped you and remember that my door will always be open if you ever need to talk" Coran said as they all walked out of the door.
"Thanks, Teach, see you at next class," Lance said and waved his goodbyes, walking away with a clearer mind.
A/N: Yes, Coran is a former therapist before he became a psych teacher. Alfor has heard a lot about Lance, Allura tells lots of fun stories about him. Alfor and Coran have been married for 15 years, have dated since Allura was three and they have known each other since they were in college. Allura's mom died when Allura was born. I think that's all the information you need, for now, so see you tomorrow!