#pidance

Less ‘accidentally’ and more ‘forced to in dire situation and is very soft’. Childhood friends modern au I think?

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The power is out, and since it is night, the house itself is dark.

Lance pushes Pidge in front of him as her attention is fixated on the battery operated radio. He navigates the both of them around the staircase to the third floor and opens the door to the limited basement. 

“Incoming stairs, Pidge,” he warns.

Without missing a beat, she grabs the railing and practically races down the stairs as she’s done a million times before. Because she has, considering this is her parent’s house. Lance follows her, knowing the place like the back of his hand, having been over so many times to play with her throughout his childhood. 

He makes sure to shut the door behind him before descending the stairs. It may not do much to protect them if the worse were to happen, but it's better than nothing. 

He finds Pidge only by feeling around by his hands and listening to the static of the radio as Pidge finds the right channel. 

The National Weather Service has issued a tornado warning for the following counties: Riverton, Cass, Altea. Seek shelter immediately. A large and dangerous tornado was observed by trained spotters two miles east of Lake Mana...

The radio cuts out and Lance swears he hears the wind pick up outside. At the very least, the house rattles. 

He rounds the underside of the stairs and sits next to Pidge. They’ve got as much building between them and the outside that they possibly can. 

The space is small, so much that he feels squished against his best friend of numerous years. She shakes, continuing to fiddle with the radio. 

“Stupid batteries,” she mumbles. “I never thought I’d ever say that I hate technology.”

Lance feels a grin tug up his face. “Don’t worry, Pidge. You’ll be the one to invent a way so we don’t have to rely on outside sources of power.”

She sets the radio down on her lap and leans into him. “Do you think our families are all okay?”

Lance bites his lip. “They’re safer than we are anyway. The Garrison bunkers are built for stuff like this.”

“I know that,” Pidge says. He can almost imagine that she rolls her eyes. “I mean, they’re probably worried about us.”

The house rattles. Pidge drops the radio and grabs hold of his arm, leaning into his chest. It fills his belly with a happy warmth, content and pleased that Pidge clings to him in the face of danger. 

Except this danger he can do nothing to stop, can’t even really protect her. It bothers him greatly and only makes him dig his fingers into the back of her shirt, holding her close. 

The shaking becomes worse and Lance shuts his eyes tight.

“Don’t let go of me,” Pidge says desperately.

Me: Yes!

Person: which one?

Here have some headcanons:

They can both sing

But Lance is more of a belt it out in the shower kind of guy

Pidge was in regional choir for three years

Nobody, except Matt, knows she can sing until one day she just hits this crazy note or determines that the alarm is a B-flat (yep referencing Kristen Chenoweth here) and they’re just like what??

Pidge cannot cook to save her life

Seriously, if it’s anything more complicated than instant noodles, it winds up burnt or inedible

Lance, however, was raised by a single mom who taught him how to cook. He is no where near Hunk’s level of culinary expertise, especially not in space, but he can make most foods and he can make them taste good

She has had a little crush on him since they met, not like a hardcore pining crush, just a little “he’s really cute I wonder if he would like me” kind of crush.

But she’s way too busy trying to find her dad and brother so she doesn’t really have time to think about it

Lance wouldn’t say he has a crush on her but he definitely has a very “I’d be down if you asked” opinion of her

She doesn’t ask because she’s not good with people and she’s way worse with crushes

So she’s trying to drop subtle hints that she’s into him

Perhaps a little too suble

She doesn’t realize that simply sitting close to a boy or laughing at his jokes is not enough to get it through his thick skull that she’s into him

Finally, she works up the courage to ask him why he flirts with every girl but her

And he’s like “…do you want me to flirt with you???”

She just kind of groans in frustration and walks away

That got his attention, so he starts noticing Pidge a little more,

That’s when he starts to fall for her.

But he can’t shake the idea that she is way out of his league. She’s just too smart for him.

At this point he still doesn’t know she’s into him, he just thinks that she was upset that he wasn’t flirting with her

So he starts flirting with her

At first Pidge barely notices but eventually she’s like, “that almost sounds like he’s flirting with me????”

Eventually she realizes that he is, in fact, flirting with her

But she doesn’t know if it’s because he actually likes her or because of what she said

Finally, finally, she works up the courage to tell him that she likes him

And he’s just like stunned???

“You like me???”

“Well, yeah.”

She goes on trying to explain her subtle hints and he bursts out laughing because he definitely didn’t pick up on any of those

He confesses that he likes her too, he just thought she was so out of his league that they weren’t even playing the same sport, because she’s so smart and talented and beautiful

She kisses him mid sentance

I wrote this on my lunch break. I honestly want to see a beach episode.

Their rest was long deserved. Even Pidge felt excitement when she heard they would be taking the Castle and hanging at a beach for a couple of days. She didn’t necessarily enjoy the outdoors, but swimming and fresh air sounded amazing.

Everyone else had been so excited that they had already suited up and ran out the Castle door as soon as they landed. Only Allura waited behind for Pidge.

“Do you have anything else?” Pidge had planned to swim in her shirt and shorts but Allura was having none of that. She had just put on a suit Allura had left over from an earlier time in her life. Green, two pieces, a ruffle for the bodice and another for the skirting. It was modest enough but left her midsection bare, which wasn’t how Pidge usually rolled.

Allura’s eyes widened and she clapped her hands when Pidge slid out from behind the door, “You look lovely! It fits perfect! You’re going to be so much more comfortable, just see.” Allura grabbed Pidge’s hand and drug her outside.

Once outside, Allura let go of Pidge’s hand and ran toward the rest of the group. Pidge squinted against the bright sun, but soon found a blanket and an umbrella laid out near the water. She headed straight for the shaded sanctuary, the hot sun reminding her how fair skinned she was.

Everyone was already in the water or near the water by the time her eyes adjusted enough for her to see all her friends. Pidge’s palms began to sweat...her heartbeat picked up a bit...she felt a little flush. She could have sworn she’d seen everyone in various states of undress during their time in space, be it changing for training or in passing to the showers, but this.. This she wasn’t expecting. Shiro was plain old perfect in his black trunks, Allura tugging on his arm, trying to pull him into the water, her white hair floating around her like a halo while the sun glistened of them. Pidge wondered what it felt like to look like them. Keith, Matt, and Coran were setting up some sort of grill or sound system or both. They all looked so happy and relaxed in their trunks, and again Pidge was shocked at the flutter in her heart when she saw Keith’s bare chest. It just wasn’t something she was prepared to deal with.

Her attention was pulled to Hunk and Lance in the water while they wrestled and tried to dunk each other. Hunk’s arms were so big, his skin was so nice. Pidge wondered why she never noticed before. Then Lance turned his attention to her, waving and coming out of the water towards her.

“Pdige! Come in with us! Come ON!” He reached the edge of the blanket, shaking his wet hair around like a puppy. Pidge held her breath. He was stunning, all tanned and toned. He stood there, hands reaching toward her. She could only stare, a blush rising to her cheeks that had nothing to do with the heat. “..I know you were sprayed down with the sun protection like the rest of us. You don’t have to worry about more…..” Lance slowed his hands reaching toward Pidge and touched her shoulder. “....freckles….more….freckles…” Lance blushed. Pidge blushed. They stared at each other, Lance tracing the freckles on her shoulders, Pidge getting lost in blue that had nothing to do with the sea behind them. Hunk’s voice broke through the moment. “Come on guys! Let’s surf!”

Lance started but held out his hand to Pidge. She grasped it and let him pull her up. “You want to teach me how to surf?” She asked Lance while he pulled her to the water.

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