Cinnamon Tea and Hot Chocolate


A/N: I hope you will enjoy this chapter! Hunk is here to lighten everyone's day and he will protect y'all from sadness. Have fun reading!


5th of December

Hunk looked at Lance sleeping body on his couch. The Cuban had come to his door late last night, tears streaming down his cheeks, asking inaudible if he could come inside. Hunk had, of course, let his best friend in, asking what was wrong, but Lance hadn't said a word after coming indoors. He had hugged Hunk and then seated himself on the couch where he almost immediately fell asleep.

Hunk hadn't dared to move him, in the fear for Lance waking up. So instead had he brought pillows and blankets into the living room, also ending up asleep on the couch. When Hunk woke up, Lance was still sleeping, so Hunk decided to make breakfast. French toast and bacon, the cinnamon feeding into Hunk's Christmas mood.

When Hunk was almost finished with the food, he started hearing the blankets rustle inside the living room. It didn't take long for Lance to come creeping out, wrapped in a blanket, seating himself at the table. Lance's hair was a mess, and his eyes were still puffy from yesterday's crying. Yet, oddly enough that wasn't what caught Hunk's eyes, it was how Lance shifted uncomfortably almost cowering under Hunk's looks.

"Good morning, buddy" Hunk said friendly, setting a plate filled with food in front of Lance as he sat down.

They ate in silence, but Hunk kept a close eye on Lance, watching the boys every move.

"What happened yesterday?" Lance's body froze at Hunk's words, and his hand started to tremble again.

"And don't say it was nothing, I saw you, Lance," Hunk said, leaning forward, but Lance flinched away from his friend.

"I…" Lance sank heavily before continuing.

"I think I like Keith"

Hunk took a moment to put a sentence together, a little shocked over what Lance had said.

"I would've hoped so, he's your boyfriend," Hunk said, not fully understanding where Lance was going with this.

"Well, not exactly, we are for the moment pretending to be dating, it's a prank, to fool you and the rest of our friends," Lance said, sucking air in sharply.

"It's only been five days, and I think I might like him for real" Lance said distressed.

"Hey, it's okay, feelings are unpredictable," Hunk said, trying to reassure Lance.

"But Hunk, I'm straight, I've only liked girls. Now people think I'm gay, especially after Plaxum saw us. What if these feelings are just me wanting attention, wanting to be special. And even if that's not true, when we- I tell people it was a prank, that's what they will think. I noticed these warm feelings after I saw Plaxum, what if it's just my loneliness again, what if I just miss her and I'm trying to find a replacement. Why didn't I think about this before suggesting it to Keith-"

Before Lance could continue, Hunk stood up firmly. The big boy walked over to his friend, hugging him tightly.

"Figuring out who you are and who you love is hard, but never think that it's just you wanting attention. If you like Keith, when you like Keith, and you have to come to terms with that. If you don't like Keith that way, that's also fine, but you will have to find out why you reacted the way you did. I don't care if you're gay, straight or anything in between as long as you are happy. But Lance listen to me, your reaction tells me that those feelings are not just something small, and even if they are, your reaction could still mean something important. I'll do anything I can to support you, but this is something you have to figure out yourself" Hunk talked in a calm and steady voice, hugging Lance tightly.

Lance hugged Hunk back, taking in every word as tears fell from his eyes.

"Thank you, Hunk. I don't know what I would do without you" Lance mumbled against Hunk's shoulder.

"Probably driving Pidge crazy" Hunk said quietly, making them both chuckle.


A/N: I hoped you liked it! And I hope Hunk's speech helped some of all of you who needed someone to tell you that you are loved no matter who you love or are