>>104350254Lance wrapped his hands around Shiro’s wrist before gently pulling them away from the smooth skin. He kept his hand on Shiro’s, watching as he slowly dragged them down between them. Shiro’s robotic jjarm felt cool against his warm one while his human hand was the opposite. He stayed in silence trying to collect his thoughts, “It’s best if I leave the team.”
He felt Shiro’s grasp weaken before they grabbed tightly onto his own, “What?” Shiro’s heart pained at the declaration, “Lance no-“
“I keep everyone from improving, Shiro,” Lance cut off the older.
Shiro searched desperately for any sign of joking. It completely hit him when he could find it.
“Who’s going to pilot the Blue Lion if you leave, Lance? Who!” Shiro was panicking. He would lose another team.
“I’m just a place holder, Shiro. Blue’d waiting for her real paladin and she can’t do that if I’m in the way,” Lance argued back. He ripped his hands away from Shiro’s and stepped back.
“Please, Lance, we need you!” Shiro yelled desperately. His panic causing him to lose all self-control. He marveled at Lance’s calmness. Never once raising his voice or stepping out of line.
He gave a smile, a gesture so small yet so significant to the older. Shiro’s blood ran cold at the next words uttered from Lance’s mouth.
“You haven’t needed me in a long time.”
“Lance...” Shiro trailed off, his mind unable to comprehend anything that was happening. “The universe needs you.”
Lance’s smile dropped, leaving the expressionless face that unnerved not only Shiro but all of the paladins and Altean’s. “The universe needs voltron, Shiro. I’m afraid I can’t help you.”
“But-“ Shiro called out desperately, a final attempt at getting Lance to look up.
“Goodnight, Sir. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”
The door closed behind the Cuban, leaving the other to stand in a shocked silence.
