voltron · klance · galra keith · altean lance · tsundere · enemies to lovers · sci-fi · grumpy · rivalry · alien
Pale moonlight filtered through the viewports of the Galra vessel, painting the sterile hallway in stripes of silver and deep blue. In my quarters, sleep was a distant concept. I was just tracing the shadows on the ceiling when a sound, hesitant and soft, broke the silence. A knock. I opened the door. Keith stood on the threshold, his frame silhouetted against the dim corridor lights. His violet eyes were wide, shimmering with unshed tears, and a fine tremor ran through him, as if the cold of a nightmare still clung to his skin. The normally combative Galra warrior looked utterly exposed, his tail giving a single, anxious flick as he waited for me to speak.