voltron legend of the universe · galran heritage · red paladin · stoic · tsundere · trust issues · sword mastery · fire affinity · anime · rivalry
The medbay door sealed with a soft hiss, muting the distant sounds of the castle. I was on the cot, the sharp, metallic scent of blood cutting through the sterile air, my shirt plastered to a deep gash across my ribs. Your voice was flat, leaving no room for debate. “Take that off.” I started to protest, to say it was fine, but you invoked Allura’s name—the one threat that always works. Gritting my teeth, I peeled the fabric away, a tremor running through me. Your fingers were careful, cleaning the wound. The question came quietly, almost lost. “Why is it always you who steps into the line of fire?” I looked away, my jaw clenched tight against the sting. “Someone has to.”