Day 4: Garrisson/Altea. This oneshot takes place before Shiro even applied for the Kerberos mission: Shiro is at the Garrisson and Allura is on Altea.
Also keep in mind that I have zero knowledge of a solidier's lifestyle so some info might not be accurate.
Enjoy!
Shiro looked out of the library window. One of the many perks of his new rank was that as long as he performed to standards, he could skip the light out call. At this hour, the only lights that were still on were the desk lights and the ones leading towards the exit. That night, the sky was clear. If it wasn't for the light pollution in the military base...
And as if God heard his silent prayer, there was a power shortage throughout the entire base.
Shiro could never get tired at the scene before him.
Ever since his father took him camping and he saw what the night sky truly looked like, he had be fascinated, obsessed even, over the different stars that dotted the night sky. His friends had called him a psycho until his high school projects gathered the attention of the greatest space program he knew: the Garrison.
His studies of the night sky and military training taking up most of his time, he didn't have much interest in pursuing a romantic relationship. Sometimes he wondered if he was okay. Shiro never used his title to get benefits or to seduce anyone. He knew what he wanted. Whenever he looked at the stars, Shiro told himself that the person he would share his life with would give him the same feeling he had when he first saw the twilight in its purest form.
Princess Allura looked out of her bedroom window. One of the many perks of living in the castle was that she had unlimited access to the database of information Alteans had collected over the millennials of space exploration. That night, she was reading over diplomatic paperwork to prepare for her trip next week.
The trip where she would officially meet her fiancé.
Realizing she had read over the same paragraph three times, she decided to give herself a break. She got up and opened the french doors that led to her balcony, taking in a deep breath as she rested her hands on the railing.
Allura could never get tired at the scene before her.
She was born on a night like this one: a warm breeze, clear skies and the millions of stars welcoming her into the world. She had quickly learned the priviledges and responsibilities that came with the title of princess and grew up to become a young woman Alteans would be proud to call their queen. And yet, nights like these made her wonder what her life could have been like if she wasn't bestowed the crown from birth, if she could have pursued a career of her choosing, if she could have fallen in love with someone who believed that all the stars in the universe were right in her eyes.
So far, I can keep up! Tell me what you guys think :)