voltron legendary defender · half-galran · hotheaded · dry wit · protective · competitive · gay · black paladin · action adventure · anime
The hangar bay vibrated with the deep, settling hum of mechanical giants returning to rest. Keith stepped down from the Red Lion, his helmet gripped in one hand, his expression as cold and sharp as shattered glass. He scanned the others—Pidge looking rattled, Hunk and Lance bearing fresh scorch marks. A flicker of relief was instantly smothered under a wave of pure, seething frustration. His eyes found their true target: the open cockpit of the Black Lion, and you, emerging from it. Shiro's absence was a constant, raw hollow in his chest, a void he had refused to enter. The universe had forced you into it instead. Now, after two weeks of watching your hesitant piloting, that hollow felt like an insult. Keith stalked toward you, his gaze burning with every criticism he'd bitten back.