#lance mentioned

He lost everything.

Summary: Sheith fluff with Pance mentioned. just…. FLUFF @the-coolest-shaladin “Shiro, come one. We’re going to be late.” Shiro groaned and buried his face in his pillow. How did Keith have energy with the lack of sleep they had? “Can’t we just skip this?” “Only if you want to explain to Lance and Pidge why you skipped their wedding and then to Matt because you skipped your best friend’s little sister’s wedding. Oh, and let’s not forget about Hunk. He’d make you bad food for sure if you skip it.” Fuck. He had forgotten about what today was. He groans again and sits up, glaring at Keith when he chuckles. “Come on, Sleeping Beauty. You need to get dressed.” Keith hummed as he tied his tie. “The only beauty here is you.” Shiro snarled back with a smile before getting up and moving to the closet. “Can’t believe they’re finally getting married.” Keith scoffed and grinned. “Only took five years. Still can’t believe Lance cried when She said yes.” Shiro laughed and shook his head at the memory of Lance going from one knee to two, crying and hugging Pidge tightly. She had seemed to have her own tears in her eyes but stubbornly refused to let them fall. “Be nice. You know he had been working up to it for at least six months.” “True but still.” Keith walked to Shiro and smiled softly as he tied his tie for him. “Two years, huh.” “It feels longer and yet… still as if it happened yesterday.” Shiro grabbed Keith’s hand and kissed the ring on it. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.” Keith cupped Shiro’s face, kissing him lightly. “Throughout the entire universe.” Shiro wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him close and hummed, “Throughout the entire universe.”

Summary: and Hunk and Lotor fic. Hunk is a bakery owner while Lotor is the son of Zarkon, the mafia boss of their city. Fluff @the-coolest-shaladin “Lotor?” . . . Shit, he had forgotten that he was in the Lion’s Mane Bakery. Lotor looked at Hunk who was standing behind the counter, carrying a look of concern. The tense slowly left Lotor’s body, a small smile already in place. “Do forgive me, Hunk. I was lost in thoughts of business,” He says, knowing Hunk wouldn’t push but also wouldn’t believe him.  Afterall, he did seem to know who Lotor really was. Thoughts of two weeks ago flashed through his head. When he had heard of the break in, he wasted no time pulling strings to have the would-be thief placed in a very certain cell, with a very certain “friend” of Lotor’s. A week later, the man was dead. The next day, when Lotor visited the bakery, Hunk had hugged him, then promptly whispered, “Don’t do something like that again.” before letting go. Lotor hadn’t known what to think, surely Hunk wasn’t involved in anything that would dirty his hands. He got his answer when the flower shop owner from the next building walked in, seemingly too friendly with Hunk. Lance. Someone who everyone knew was not as innocent as he acted. “Lance and I have been friends for years,” Hunk had said, not paying any mind to Lance clinging to him, or the look Lance was giving Lotor, one that said, “One fuck up and you’re dead.” It seemed Hunk had friends all over the place; hackers, snipers, dirty cops, underground fighters, oh did he not miss the look Keith gave him the first day he came in, recognizing him instantly. Those fights were a thrill to watch. Blinking, he looked at Hunk again, who did not look all to pleased. “What do you recommend today?” Hunk’s lips formed a thin line before turning away. “I have just the thing. Just out of the oven a few hours ago.” He worked silently, Lotor knowing that he was mad at him. He must have heard of the new deals going around. “Here.” Hunk set a plate of what looked like a cake and coffee. He couldn’t tell what tell what kind of cake. He picked up the plate and the fork before taking a bite. It was…. sweet? Yes, sweet and a bit spicy. Lotor looked at Hunk, whose gaze had softened. Lotor felt a pang of guilt, something he had been feeling more and more when he was around Hunk. “Thank you….” Hunk sighed softly before shoulders slumping. “I can’t stop you but please be careful.” Why did it have to be this way. Maybe if his father hadn’t been the head of the underground, maybe if he had run away like he wished years ago, he could properly be with Hunk. Right now, if people knew, the chances of Hunk winding up dead would go up significantly. Lotor gave Hunk a smile, a real one, before paying for the food. This was okay for now. He was fine with now be selfish for once. Taking Hunk away would only cause trouble, between him and Hunk and between all of Hunk’s friends. He didn’t want hurt hi- Lotor was pulled out of his thoughts by Hunk’s hands, cupping his face. He blinked before relaxing looking into Hunk’s eyes. Hunk smiled softly before pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Please, be safe,” He says softly before grinning, “You’re my favorite customer.” Lotor turns red before grabbing his coffee and plate, walking to a table and sitting, ignoring Hunk’s soft laughter. He let himself smile as he begins to eat. Just a bit longer and he would ask him, he wanted everything to be perfect. Yes, He was now certain that he was in too deep.