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Telling Lance that she was the child of Zarkon was both a good thing and a bad thing. She didn't have the weight of her secret weighting her down. Bad thing however, Lance stopped talking to her. Actually he started avoiding her.
And that hurt.
She thought Lance cared about her enough that it wouldn't change things between them. She didn't ask to be the child of a monster that went around destroying planets and enslaving people. She couldn't go talk to the others about her problem because that would mean revealing her secret.
Y/N was returning to her room, engrossed in her book she didn't see Lance until she heard him call her name. Closing her book, Y/N looked up at him trying to ignore the pain in her heart. It had been nearly three days since Lance last spoke to her.
"Y/N, I'm sorry that I've been avoiding you. When you told me that you were the child of Zarkon I freaked out. I was afraid that you were a spy, I panicked and I pushed you away." Lance apologized, hoping you would accept his apology and forgive him for being an idiot.
Y/N looked at him, she could see that Lance was sincere in his apology. He truly didn't mean to hurt her. "I'm loyal to Voltron and I'm loyal to you. I-I love you," she said, biting her lip; her cheeks turning red.
Lance's face broke out into a huge grin. Y/N let out a startled noise as Lance grabbed her, hugging her tightly. "I love you too,"