#hunkday2017

iT’S HUNK’S BIRTHDAY TODAY N HE DESERVES ALL THE LOVE N GIFTS

IT’S HUNK DAY!! IT’S HIS BDAY!! 

I love Hunk so much from the moment he appeared on the screen and every time I see him, every time he speaks, this warm, happy feeling just spreads through my heart. 

1 of 7 for #VoltronHunkBirthday – in which Keith tries to reciprocate the time Hunk made him laugh with food on his face. Or in this case, head.

Summary:  Hunk likes birthdays, except his own. It's just...too much. Too awkward. Lance wants to give him presents, anyway. Words:  4620 Notes: Happy birthday to the special boy! It's still January 13 here, just barely. I wanted to write something short but I wrote something long instead. This is normal now. I listened to the Moana soundtrack on loop while I wrote this. To me it speaks of sunlight and water and home and family and magic, and that is Hunk and Lance to me. This fic happens at some point in the Boom Crash series, but it stands alone just fine.

Excerpt:

But Lance gave him a little smile, then dug in the pocket of his jacket and dug something out. "Happy birthday." He held out his hand, and Hunk responded with his own on reflex, holding his hand cupped beneath Lance's.

Lance dropped the object he was holding, and it landed in Hunk's palm, soft and light. Hunk lifted it to his face, then smiled. "A friendship bracelet?"

Lance shrugged, though he was smiling, small and pleased. "Figured you were due for a new one."

"Yeah." The last one Lance had made for him had broken off his ankle when he fell out of Blue and rolled through the dust into that mine to find his lion. So technically that should mean that Hunk's wish should have come true, but he wasn't sure if Earth magic worked in space. And he couldn't even remember what the wish had been. Probably something about making it through the year at Galaxy Garrison.

“It’s an odd little knick-knack we found floating about. We’ve still to figure out what it’s for…”

“I suppose I could let you touch it. Or let it touch you.”