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"So Hunk, I had a really great bonding idea." Pidge said at dinner in a staged voiced.
"What's that?" Hunk said back, trying not to smile.
"We should play Never Have I Ever! With alcohol. And get drunk. And confess things." At this point she couldn't hold back a grin.
"That sounds like a fun idea!" Coran jutted in. "We had all sorts of fun drinking games on Altea. One of them was real wild. We played it back at training for piloting ships. It was one night when we-"
"We get it Coran!" Lance interjected. He sighed and put his head on the table.
"We um, can play," Keith started as he put his hand on Lance's shoulder, "but maybe have an option for those who want to be sober?"
Lance looked up at Keith, giving him a small nod.
"What a great idea, Keith," Pidge said in her fake voice, having an embarrassing alternative in mind, "those who want to be sober could just strip or something."
Hunk burst out into laughter and covered his face.
"But only if everyone is cool with it," Pidge added, looking around. Her eyes stopped on Keith, who was blushing profusely. "No one's saying no, so it sounds like a plan."
Everyone nodded while Hunk and Pidge shot each other sly looks. This was gonna be fun.
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Lance sat in his room, putting on as many layers as possible. No way in hell he would be naked in front of the team tonight. As he put on his third pair of socks there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," he yelled, tugging on his foot.
Keith walked in and raised his eyebrows at Lance. He rolled his eyes and asked, "Are you coming tonight?"
"Yeah. That's why I'm putting on so many clothes!" He grabbed another sock, questioning if it would fit over the others.
"I um," Keith started, but felt weird saying this. "I won't drink tonight if it would make you more comfortable. I mean, to have another sober person with you."
Lance looked up, thoroughly surprised. He shook his head and replied, "No I'll be fine. I know you all will be good and I kinda want to see a drunk Pidge."
Keith smiled, glad to see his friend would be comfortable. "It's really funny. She's a lightweight."
The two smiled at each other for a few seconds until Lance needed complete concentration to stuff his feet into his slippers.
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"Never have I ever is a pretty simple game." Pidge said as Coran poured 6 glasses of the Altean liquor. "One person says a something they've never done and if anyone else has, they drink. Or in Lance's case, take off a piece of clothing." She glared at Lance who was wearing an insane amount of shirts, sweaters, and jackets, as well as 3 pairs of pants with shorts over them and his ridiculous foot situation. "I'll start. Never have I ever asked someone out."
Lance groaned and took off his giant over coat. Coran, Shiro, Allura, and Kieth took a drink.
"Never have I ever been part of Voltron!" Coran said, pleased with himself.
This comment set the tone for the rest of the game, everyone targeting everyone else.
About an hour went by and the night had become a war zone.
"Never have I ever hacked into a government computer!" Hunk shouted at Pidge, mad that she told everyone what he ate that one time.
She took a swig and stared at Lance saying, "Well never have I ever had a sex dream about someone on the ship!"
"It was one time!" He yelled, taking off his final pair of socks. But stopped when he saw Allura, Shiro, and Keith taking a drink from their glasses.
"Ok you all have to tell us who it was!" Pidge said, excited that her plan was on track.
"I'll go, just because it was so funny." Shiro said, blushing. "I had a sex dream about Pidge's robot, Rover." He was definitely drunk at this point.
They all burst into laughter, Pidge falling off the couch.
Hunk shot a look at Keith and said, "What about you buddy? Which of us lucky ladies was in your dreams?"
Keith blushed and looked at his lap. "I, uh, just you know, um, one time I-" he sighed and glanced at Lance.
"What?!" Allura shouted, hopping off Shiro's lap. "Lance?! But I thought you two were rivals or whatever bullshit!" She stumbled over to Lance and whisper-shouted into his ear, "You better treat him right. He's fragile." She then took a seat on his lap and made herself comfortable.
Eventually Coran went to bed, and Shiro carried Allura and Hunk to a room to rest, leaving Pidge, Keith, and Lance to play.
"Never have I ever thought Lance or Keith was hot," Pidge said with an evil grin.
Keith begrudgingly took a drink, swearing it would be the last of the night. Lance slowly slipped off his final shirt, now only in a pair of leggings.
"Haha I'm gonna leave you two to it," Pidge said teetering away, probably to wherever Hunk was.
Keith looked at Lance, both blushing.
"So you think I'm hot," Keith said, with his lame attempt at a wink.
Lance laughed and said, "I could've just meant that I thought I was hot."
Keith pouted dramatically and Lance added, "I didn't though."
Keith sighed and stared at Lance. "Ok you're really beautiful. Like there are fairies and mermen and super models that would be jealous of you. And there are boys on this ship who wouldn't mind kissing you." Keith looked down at his lap and smiled. "Would you kiss them back?"
Lance's heart soared. Did Keith really mean it?
He shook his head and said, "Not while they're drunk. They can ask me when they're sober."
Keith pouted and then walked over to Lance and plopped down.
"Can you just hold me then? I'm sad."
Lance held out his arms and Keith crawled in.
"Sorry," Keith whispered. "I'm so pushy."
Lance ran his hands through Keith's hair. It was soft and warmed Lance all over.
"You don't need to be sorry about this stuff. I really like it," he sighed. "If anything, I should be sorry. Because I like it a lot." He cringed, unable to believe what he was about to admit. "I- I kinda like you in a way you probably don't like me."
Keith gasped and looked up. "You like me? Like- kiss me kind of like?"
Lance wrapped his arms around Keith and whispered, "Yeah."
"Me too." Keith said back into Lance's neck, then lightly kissed it.
Lance pulled back a little and murmured, "Not tonight buddy. Let's sleep and then tomorrow we'll see how you feel about all this."
Keith nodded and nuzzled against Lance's shirt. "We're gonna make out so hard tomorrow," he said into his friend's chest.
Lance kissed the top of Keith's head and thought, God I hope so.