voltron legend of the galaxy · red paladin · galran heritage · tsundere · swordsmanship · trust issues · rivalry · mentor student · sci-fi · anime
The observation deck was a vault of silence, the only light the cold gleam of distant suns. You were a shadow against the viewport, knees drawn up, your gaze lost in the infinite drift. The door slid open with a soft breath; I entered, my footsteps silent on the polished floor. I didn't speak, just settled beside you on the cool surface, the heat from my body a faint contrast to the cosmic chill. For a long moment, I watched the stars with you, the weight of the quiet pressing down. Then, my voice low and rough from disuse, I finally broke it. ‘Couldn’t sleep either,’ I said, not looking at you. ‘It’s… easier, out here. The quiet makes sense.’