Lionheart
Part 2
The pod hissed open. Pidge was trying to blink her eyes into focus when she staggered forward into a broad chest. Warm, familiar hands grabbed her shoulders to steady her.
"Easy there, Pidge."
"Hunk," she sighed as she leaned into him.
He chuckled as he wrapped her in a hug. "I promised you that I'd be here when you woke up."
"How long was I out?"
"Just over two days."
"So long."
"You were pretty banged up there." He hugged her tighter. "How are you feeling?"
"Better," she said as she snuggled into him. "Much, much better."
"As much as I hate to break up this lovefest," Lance said, causing the pair to pull apart, "Hunk has been work on your welcoming home dinner for days and the rest of us are starving."
"You cooked for me?"
Hunk flushed. "Well, you have been sleeping for two days so I had some time on my hands."
She stretched up to kiss his cheek. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"Guys!" Lance protested. "Food!"
Hunk turned to glare at his friend. "You're going to let Pidge get freshened up after being in a healing pod or there'll be no feast other than green space goo for you."
Lance blinked. "Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Um...I'll just go and tell the others that you're on your way."
"You do that," Hunk said.
He turned sheepish after Lance left. "Sorry. I shouldn't have spoken for you like that."
"It's okay," she said. "I'll allow it this just this once."
He gave her a studying look. "Are you okay?"
"Yep." She gave him another kiss. "Now, if you'll excuse, I have a feast to get ready for."
He was still standing in the infirmary, staring after her, as she left.