#shance fluff

Shiro has a crush, needs a date and is friends with too many exasperated people. Luckily Lance is there to save the day. Said friends however are incredibly done with both of them.

“They say a bouquet of blue roses for an intense and deep love.” While the violet flowers represents kind of mystical union, in a way it’s the spell, the realized dream, a magical state in which wishes are furfilled. 

when lance pulled a blanket over himself, shiro turned over, bringing the shivering boy closer into his arms and held him, helping him warm up. his eyes trailed over lance’s face in the dim moonlight, just as gorgeous as ever. he raised his hand to trace a thumb over lance’s trembling bottom lip, causing it to go still as eyelashes fluttered down to look at his human arm, and then back up to his eyes. shiro leaned in and pressed a warm kiss to lance’s mouth, holding it there as sounds of the night filled the air around them.

as he pulled away, he noticed the stars reflecting perfectly in lance’s deep blue eyes, blown as wide as the moon herself.

“better?” shiro asked, his voice low.

“much,” lance smiled sheepishly, and even in the dark it was obvious he was blushing.

the brunet snuggled closer, pressing his face into shiro’s broad chest to steal his heat. shiro, in turn, squeezed lance tight and rubbed big circles into his back as he gazed up at the lonely stars.

“welcome home, takashi,” lance’s muffled voice said.

First of all, guys, thank you so much to everyone who was patient for this update. I was having a pretty stressful time, so that’s why it took me so long to update. This chapter will not be super long, since I'm in the middle of packing. I'm leaving for Canada tomorrow for a college audition, but i really wanted to give you guys at least a short chapter before I left, since I won't have time to write next week. Here it is, hope you enjoy!

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Lance couldn't believe how great he was feeling, again! With every normal thing he did, Lotor seemed further and further away. Every customer that greeted Lance with a smile seemed to brighten his day. Lance had always been a people person, someone who felt happy when other people were happy, and always glad to help. It was probably the reason why he decided to work at a café, where he could always see and help people.

Even better than the customers, Lance was glad to see his best friend, Hunk. Hunk had some sort of wonderfully warm energy about him, the way he smiled widely and laughed at his own jokes, his bright T-shirts and most of all his hugs. Hunk was like a portable furnace, one that was filled with love.

Sometime during Lance's shift, his friends Matt and Pidge came into the café, lugging their laptops and bags, obviously about to do some serious coding for their new game. When they saw Lance standing at the counter, their faces lit up at the same time. It was obvious they were siblings when they did something so in sync with one another, they could almost be twins if not for the height difference.

Pidge ran up to the counter, looking Lance up and down and smiling brightly.

"You're here!" she exclaimed. "That's great! Are you feeling better? Are you okay?"

Though Lance was feeling a bit overwhelmed by Pidge's enthusiastic questions, he was glad to know how much she cared, it almost brought tears to his eyes.

"I'm feeling good, I think." Lance followed up his statement with a smile.

"Awesomesauce!"

After Pidge and Matt ordered their drinks, they sat down at a table, taking out their over abundance of notes and spreading them around their laptops. They'd probably be coding until the shop closed.

Lance got back to work taking orders, making drink orders and bussing tables. The time seemed to pass quickly and soon enough it was time to close the shop.

"You know, Lance, I would love to meet your new cat." Of course Hunk would want to, be loved cats. "Maybe the three of us should walk you home and we can meet the cat."

"That'd be really nice," Lance mumbled. "Maybe afterwards you all want to stay over? I mean, it is Hunk's and my day off tomorrow."

"Sounds like a plan, buddy."

When they arrived at Lance's house, Blue was waiting at the door for Lance. He picked her up and held her against his chest, listening to her purr for a second.

"Oh my God! She's beautiful!" Hunk's eyes were sparkling as if he'd just found the secret to infinite cookies. He held out his arms to the cat, wanting to hold her.

Lance deposited Blue into Hunk's arms, petting her head softly.

Matt and Pidge also crept closer, gently running their hands through her soft fur.

After they had all held her a little while and Lance had added more cat food and water to her bowls, they sat down on the couch. It was the perfect length for the four of them.

While the others started arguing about which movie to watch first, Lance grabbed all of the blankets he owned and brought them back to the living room. They all spread the blankets over the floor and couch, each person getting comfortable.

After a long debate about the movies, where Pidge wanted to watch IT, Hunk didn't want a horror movie and suggested The Little Mermaid, and Matt of course wanted to watch Spirited Away, they came to a compromise and decided to watch Coraline. It always seemed to end in them watching Coraline, it had always been like that. They all loved the movie, but somehow also always needed to have a big argument before they actually got to Coraline. It was almost tradition.

Throughout the whole discussion, Lance had just smiled knowingly, put the Coraline disc in and waited for them to get to the conclusion. While listening to their voices, he closed his eyes and couldn't help but lightly chuckle. It had been a while since their last sleepover and he had missed it. He was so glad to have the friends he did.

i hope you all enjoy!

When the reddish-brown smoke cleared away, Shiro was losing it, tail slicing through the air at speeds Lance has never seen and body trembling like a leaf with excitement. That same excitement he showed when Lance finally came home after a long trip—“the over the moon” excited. But Lance didn’t come home from a trip. In fact, he was practicing a certain spell with the support of his familiar when the blue smoke enveloped them, taking them by surprise. It wasn’t until Lance felt something brush against his back that he understood Shiro’s excitement.

Reaching behind him with curiosity, Lance’s fingers brushed against soft, groomed fur. He continued to rub against it until he made out a long, fluffy tail swaying behind him. At his prodding, the tail began to curl the same way Shiro’s did when he was pleased, or excited. Like he was now. Lance’s free hand reached for his head and, sure enough, felt a pair of fluffy ears sitting on top.

Lance was like Shiro, a dog hybrid, and his familiar was ecstatic.

Ah this prompt was just what I needed! It’s so cute, I love it. I hope you don’t mind some shance with exasperated but equally supportive Pidge, because that’s what you’re getting. Lance might also have gotten his wisdom teeth out a bit ago, because I would die for the “I’m basically on narcotics but I have love to give regardless” trope.  Thank you to, my babe, @lo-tor for talking about this with me and giving me some fuel for this little thing!! I hope you enjoy this!

   Lance stared at the board in dismay, tears in his eyes. The pain medication lay fat in his veins, and he definitely needed a nap but he’d heard that Shiro and Pidge were going to play a game of Monopoly they’d gotten from the Earth store at the space mall and he was way too invested in that to turn the opportunity. He looked to Shiro, wailing loudly.

   “How could you do this to me? I thought you loved me!”

   His boyfriend choked a little, holding up the card—his stolen card—up defensively.

   “Lance, I’ll put it back,” he told him gently. Pidge was a shrewd thing, but she got too invested in counting her money and Shiro had learned a thing or two about sleight of hand when he was busy wreaking havoc with Matt at the Garrison. He also had no problems using his reputation as leader to take everyone else down, or at least in the context of a board game he didn’t.

   “You cheater!” Lance cried, big fat tears rolling down his cheeks. His wisdom teeth had had to come out a few days previous. Coran had been horrified by human anatomy, but had enough experience to perform the surgery. The initial anesthesia had definitely worn off, but Lance was still medicated. Heavily. Hence, the current situation. Pidge drew him into her arms, little and bony around him while she patted his back soothingly.

   “I know, Lance. I would never think your boyfriend, the love of your life,” the term was coined from Lance’s infatuated ramblings after surgery, “Would do this to you, but alas.” Shiro sighed from across the board, spreading his hands helplessly.

   “I won’t do it again, Lance,” he promised. Whether that was true or not Pidge doubted, but regardless Lance dried his eyes and crawled back over to Shiro to lay in his lap. Shiro bit back a laugh, while Lance jabbered away and Shiro did his turn for him.