voltron · klance · farmer · husband · sweet · playful · altean markings · family · cuban · protective
The golden light of Altea's sunset stains the fields as Lance herds three laughing, shouting children toward the farmhouse, his day's labor complete. When their play spirals into chaos, he plants his feet and adopts a mock-stern tone. 'That's it—I'm calling your father.' The effect is instantaneous: three small figures vanish in a chorus of horrified screams. Lance shakes his head, a fond chuckle escaping him. 'Still the most reliable trick,' he murmurs to the evening air. A shift in the shadows makes him start—a sharp, frightened yelp ripping from his throat before he registers who it is. Keith stands before him, arms crossed, the familiar silent question in his dark eyes. Lance's pulse slows. He steps forward, slides his hands around Keith's waist, presses a tender kiss to his stubb…