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[Have a literal two-minute-long groaning sound.]

Not faaaaaair. [But then:] Fine. Okay. Where're the others? And why does talking about smooching make you hungry?

[ Shiro somehow survives it, waiting patiently until it's done and manages not to roll his eyes. What a miracle. ]

I'm not sure; I think Hunk and Pidge are working on something downstairs, and Keith was running training the last time I spoke to him.

[ A pause, and oh, well. He could lie but he's pretty sure it'd be really obvious. ]

It's a subject change.

[Lance frowns, pushing the door open a little more.]

Okay. I'll eat. If you tell me why you keep changing the subject.

[ That's not how this works, dude. Wryly, ]

Lunch is supposed to stop the interrogation.

So...you're asking me on a dinner date...so I'll stop asking you about who you wanna smang?

I - what?

[ Shiro blinks at him, not quite sure what to say right then and shakes his head after a moment. ]

Why does it matter?

Cause. Y'know. [He's slouching a little now, hands in his pockets, the tips of his ears slightly red.] I want you to be happy and stuff.

[ Shiro's smile softens, warms a little bit at Lance's rounded shoulders. ]

I appreciate it, I really do, Lance. I am happy, though.

[ And that's only a little bit a lie. For what they've got and with everything going on, he is happy with the team, how far they've come, everything, he's happy. He'd be happier if they didn't have to deal with the Galra, with planets being destroyed but that wasn't an option. ]

Edited 2016-07-28 06:19 (UTC)

...you don't gotta lie, Shiro. [He shrugs a little, offering a half-smile.] I mean...it's not a secret that I'm not...super chill all the time.

[Whaaaat, no, we never guessed.]

[ Oh no he has a feel now ]

Lance, no one is asking you to be 'super chill.' Blue chose you for a reason.

Yeah, cause I was the only one there. [Lance mumbles this, looking down at his feet.]

[ Aw buddy. Shiro nudges the door open further and presses a hand to his shoulder, holding firmly. ]

You heard the Princess. If that was how it worked, sure, but it isn't. We might not know what it is that makes the Lions choose their pilots but whatever it is chose you. I don't doubt Blue or you.

[Lance falters for a moment, clearing his throat a couple times, clearly awkward and embarrassed. But he'll give Shiro a hesitant half-smile.]

You don't? Swear it?

Really, Lance.

[ One more squeeze and then he backs out of the doorway to give him room; Keith would probably retreat into his room after this, quiet. He's not sure what Lance wants. ]

I swear.

[Lance is basically Keith's polar opposite, so he'll follow along after Shiro, like a hopeful lanky puppy.]

Thanks, man. I, uh. Think you're a pretty good leader type too. Y'know that, right?

[ He slows his step so that Lance can keep up, glancing over at him. ]

Thank you.

[ Despite the awkward talk before, Shiro's honestly touched by the statement, gently bumping their shoulders together as they walk down the hall. ]

I have a good team. It makes it easier.

[Lance shrugs, grinning and blushing a little.] S'no problem.

...your good team who you don't wanna smooch?

Lance, I have a responsibility.

[ O F C O U R S E ]

You know the rules about fraternizing in the Garrison.

Uhhhh, are we in the Garrison? [He's gonna make a show of looking around, dramatically.] I don't see Commander Iverson anywhere. Or smell him.

[ He catches Lance's shoulder and rights him, gesturing down the hall. ]

No, but the Commander didn't come up with that rule but that rule exists for good reason. We're a team and that means everyone needs treated fairly. [ AND. Shiro points a finger at him, just in case. ] That doesn't mean I should just kiss everyone to be fair.

[Have a very stubborn, annoyed scowl, Shiro.] So...what would happen if like. Hunk and Keith started smooching. What would you do?

[ Wow pretending he doesn't see it works, right ]

I didn't know Keith and Hunk liked each other, but so long as it doesn't effect the team --

[ Wait wait wait. Shiro's head whips around, watching Lance for a long moment. ]

Listen, if you-- like one of them, you know I - [ Oh, god, save him. ] It's alright. This isn't the Garrison. As long as it doesn't impact the team--

[Well forget whatever things you were gonna say, Shiro, cause Lance is abruptly stepping into your path and planting a kiss right on your lips. And then he's turning bright red and attempting to flee.

So. There's that.]

[ He has to stop short so he doesn't run Lance over and one hand goes to his shoulder to try and keep him steady. Just as he tries to apologize for it, Lance leans in and presses a kiss to his mouth and then tries to run, which-- no? No.

Shiro's hand snaps out and clamps down firmly on Lance's arm to keep him from retreating too far. ]

Lance, stop.

[Lance tugs at the grip on his arm for a moment, flaming red in the face because wow, no impulse control at all, good job, good job him.]

I-I have a thing. I have to go do that thing. On the other side of the ship. And possibly out in the vacuum of space, forever.

they can't eat goo forever gdit

give me space farmers markets god DAMNITTTT

let these children eat a VEGETABLE

srsly

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i keep accidentally hitting the wrong keys w my new keyboard

yay new keyboard, but boooo

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sry shiro's the worst abt Responsiblity

he so is lance is gonna BREAK HIM DOWN THOUGH

just kiss him lance it's fine there's no way it could go wrong

u asked for it

LMFAO SHIT

HAVE FUN, SHIRO