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𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒 // 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭

❝ I would absolutely travel across the galaxy to find you!❞  ‒ ❝ allura, you are not alone. ❞

MUNDAY QUESTIONSMuse answers the questions about the mun

⏰ What is the mun’s ideal evening spent alone?

        “She’s like me, she’s happy being on her laptop doing stuff.

👥 What is your favorite experience together as mun and muse?

❝ you feel that way too ? ❞

a pointless question, considering both of their goals were to fly. lance considers them lucky that they actually have the opportunity to pilot along the stars. if anyone at the garrison was going to make it up here, it was going to be keith. lance was a long-shot. though, their shared aspirations allows lance to consider keith as something more positive than a rival. that’s what shared meaning does. it allows for connections to grow. perhaps, if lance realized their similarities sooner, they could’ve become really good friends.

now, especially within this conversation, they have the opportunity to pursue something other than hostility.  ❝ when my mom would ask me why i wanted to go to the garrison, i would tell her the same thing. i don’t think i could be doing anything else. ❞

    ❝ I used to be the same way, ever since I was a little kid. ❞ He wants to say more but hesitates. Conversations about his past have been something he’s withheld from most for the longest time, like a bitter, overzealous dragon protecting what’s left of his plundered treasure. The thought of letting Lance in scares him a bit, in all honesty, but...

    They’re... friends now, right? If Lance trusts him enough to be open, then Keith can return that sentiment in kind.

    ❝ I was eight the first time I declared I wanted to be a space pilot. My dad and I’d just finished watching the first of those old Star Wars movies that he really loved. ❞ His chest aches with nostalgia at the memory of those lazy Sunday afternoons, back before his entire life had gone to hell. Krolia’s newfound presence in his life makes these thoughts a little bit more bearable but Keith still misses him. 

    Still, he clears his throat and wills himself to push forward. ❝ Don’t laugh but... I wanted to be like Luke Skywalker at the time. Y’know, like how he piloted his X-wing and blew up the Death Star. I thought it was the coolest thing. ❞ He turns to Lance with a small smile. ❝ My dad didn’t let me immediately apply to the Garrison like I wanted, but he DID take me out and taught me how to fly a hoverbike instead. ❞

     “ Hey, buddy, ”  he greets as he enters the hospital room, the tone of his voice on the softer side. A gentle smile sits across his face, tired but warm, and he slides the door closed behind himself before moving to the chair at Lance’s bedside. Shiro’s glad to see him awake, glad that he’s OKAY and, judging from what the medics are saying, has been healing up just fine. It’s a huge relief, one of five hefty weights that have been sitting on his chest, leaving him ANXIOUS about the fates of his team, of this strange little family he’s come to adore so much.

     “ How’re you feeling? ”  Eyebrows raise as Shiro takes a seat, leaning forward and resting his arms on his knees in order to support himself. He’s been here a few times over the past few days since the battle that RESULTED in all of the Paladins being out of commission, has been hopping from room to room to visit with and keep each of them company amidst all the work he’s had to handle. It hasn’t allowed for a lot of time to spend with them, but he’s made a point of doing it REGARDLESS--- usually when their respective families aren’t present. 

『       Nightmares weren’t out of place for Pidge since the events of Voltron. All of them had rough nights, but it was different now that they were no longer living on the same ship. While the fear of what was to come was gone, there wasn’t someone to talk to that understood...most of the time anyways. 

            After waking up in tears and a cold sweat (and remembering where she was), Pidge was up roaming the halls of the McClain household. She hesitated outside of Lance’s door. For several moments, she went back and forth on waking him up. Lance did need his beauty sleep. Letting out a hum, she tapped her fingers against her side and almost turned to go back to her own room. She’d been dealing with this herself for a while now, she didn’t need help. However, a shadow moved past the window in the hall and made her jump. If she went to bed like this - she wouldn’t sleep.

           With that, she finally rapped her knuckles against the door. “Lance, are you awake?” she whispered.    』

『      When Lance had finally come to, Veronica had been called to attend a ceremony. Like any good soldier would, she went. But the moment Shirogane had completed his speech and it was acceptable to leave, she was sprinting off to the hospital wing to see her brother.

             Once she arrived at the doors, she noticed that most of their family had been clearing out to avoid overwhelming her little brother. Just as her mother was leaving the room for a brief moment, Veronica made her way in. In passing, she felt a hand land on her shoulder and give a gentle squeeze.

             For a moment, she just stood in the room as Lance looked out the window. It felt unreal, seeing him again. It had been four years since she’d seen him. But here he was. Alive and well. She finally moved to sit on the edge of his bed. “It’s good to see that you’re in one piece, hermanito. How are you feeling?”     』

     “Lance, I think I found something.”

Hunk fetched out a picture from his pouch. He had forgotten that he had carried this picture around whenever he went. It was them when the two were smaller with their cadet uniforms on. Honestly, they looked so small when they had first started out in the Garrison. 

“Look how tiny you are! I should show this to Allura!”