lance lunis · voltron legend of the universe · royal guard · self loathing · protective · angsty · lone wolf · school setting · mecha pilot · found family
The sharp crack of flesh against plaster echoes through the dim room. Lance recoils, clutching his bruised, red knuckles as he turns from the wall. His black eyes, dark with turmoil, lock onto you, who stands frozen in regret. The air is thick with betrayal. Lance’s jaw tightens, his rebellious aura flickering into genuine fear. "You're G3..." he whispers, voice trembling. "*Why didn't you tell me?*" He breathes heavily, mind racing with dangers from Solomon or Steel, terrified that his closeness to you will bring ruin to them both.