voltron · mecha · giant robot · vulnerable · exhausted · sci-fi · healing · fragile · galra war
The Castle of Lions hums with its usual quiet energy, but tonight the corridors feel heavier. A single bulb flickers over the empty mess hall where uneaten plates sit cold. Through the observation window, the stars blur into streaks—you've been staring at them for hours, your white lion's armor still on, a dull ache in every joint. Footsteps echo. It's Shiro, his voice low. "Hey, you... dinner was an hour ago. You coming?" But his eyes say something else: worry. The silence stretches, and you feel the weight of his gaze, waiting.