So, this is the end...

I hope you enjoyed this little story of mine! A very simple story, about friendship and love, that I entirely loved writing.

Disclaimers: I don't own Voltron.

Epilogue

Lance, Pidge and Hunk cautiously approached the door of the room that had housed their musical performances and that was still waiting for them to continue their celebrations.
Lance leaned with nonchalance against the wall, his hands in his pockets, and glanced at his partners in crimes: "What do you think? Have we left them enough time to clarify their thoughts?"
Pidge looked at his watch and said: "It 's been more than an hour since we left them. We haven't seen either of them run away angry from this room... I guess they had something to speak about".
"... Or to do", added mischievously Hunk, exchanging glances with Lance and leaving Pidge speechless.
Lance pulled away from the wall with enthusiasm and walked firmly toward the door. "All right. Perhaps it's time we go in! However, best we take care... I wish we weren't really interrupting something."
Pidge, almost resentful, rebuked him: "Hey Lance! It's Keith and Princess we're talking about! Not you! They would never do anything improper..."
Hunk and Lance exchanged another amused look and couldn't suppress a giggle.
"I don't know if you'll still have the same candid thoughts...", Hunk said, tenderly ruffling his brown curls, "...in a few years."
"Hey guys, just stop making fun of me!" Pidge replied, slightly irritated. "I may be a boy, but I know how things go! But I also know that Keith is truly a gentleman and that he would treat the princess with the utmost respect."
Lance smiled and sighed: "Knowing Keith, maybe you're right! What a pity for him..."
Then he directed his attention once again to the door. "But now, let's go in!" And so saying, he pressed the button on the side of the opening.
The sliding door opened silently, allowing them to enter. In the room the only sound was that of the fire still crackling in the fireplace. The three looked around without seeing any trace of Keith nor Allura.
Hunk's deep voice broke the silence: "Hey, where are those two?".
Pidge withdrew toward the side of the room where they had played and walked around the couch. His gaze fell right on the sofa and a huge smile spread across his face. Making gesture with his hand to the other two, he called softly: "Lance, Hunk, come here! But be quiet..."
The two could not help but smile at the scene that came before them: their two friends were lying on the couch, hugging, and sleeping deeply, in a pose that was doubtless tender and profoundly intimate: Allura was lying beside Keith, her body fully pressed against his, her arms wrapped around his chest and her legs half intertwined with his; Keith with his right hand encircled her waist, and with the other wrapped her in the shoulders, with a delicate, but at the same time possessive, gesture; their faces were almost touching, his mouth only inches away from her blond head, that was resting peacefully against his chest.
Pidge scratched his nose, trying to conceal a slight embarrassment.
"I think they made peace," ventured to say, speaking softly.
Lance smiled and continued: "I dare say they did something more... than peace."
Then he looked away from the couple and directed his eyes to the floor. A large volume with a leather cover, left half open in a box, caught his attention. It was the photo album Allura had prepared to celebrate the Voltron Force's anniversary and that they had helped to complete. The album was open at a photograph of Keith's family. Lance smiled to himself, absurdly happy that his two friends were finally able to confess their feelings for each other. Then, while still staring at the album on the floor, a sudden thought crossed his mind.
"Guys, look!" And he pointed out the album on the floor to the other two. "I have an idea."
Lance walked quickly toward the table in the other side of the room and swiftly caught an object that was up there, then went back to his friends in front of the sofa.
Hunk and Pidge saw that Lance was holding a camera - a very old polaroid camera, practically an antique - and immediately understood his intentions. With a wave of their fingers they immediately communicated their ok.
Lance framed Keith and Allura in the lens and took a picture. A few moments later a white square of photographic paper came out from the camera. Lance pulled it out and began to shake it, to bring out the image. Then he lifted the album off the ground, opened it to a particular page, and attached the picture he had just taken, showing his finished work to the other two.
Both admired satisfied and Hunk said: "Perfect! I couldn't find a better photo to start the section about The Voltron Force tomorrow".
Pidge also agreed, nodding.
Then, looking back at the two on the couch, he suggested: "How about waking up the two sleeping lovebirds? We still have to get this party started!"
And so saying, the three friends made their way to the couch, the joy evident on their faces, to start that party that, like the love between their two friends, was only at the beginning.

THE END