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“keith, keith, keith, keith-“
“lance, will you shut the fuck up?” the raven-haired snapped.
the set of boyfriends were spread around the room, keith and shiro working separately on their different responsibilities.
lance, however, simply lay with his upper body hanging off their bed. restless and bored.
the youngest tsked and mumbled, “you’re so rude,” before tilting his head in shiro’s direction.
“shiro, shiro, shi-“
“lance. please.” the white-haired sighed.
“you guys are no fun,” lance pouted, getting up slightly to lay on the bed properly. he closed his eyes, inhaling in his lovers’ familiar scents.
all he wanted was some cuddles from at least one of his lovers. stupid, stupid responsibilities.
he must have voiced that aloud as a couple of minutes later, he felt a smooth, prosthetic arm wrap around his torso and a large body hug him from behind.
opening his eyes, he met purple ones that automatically boosted his serotonin levels.
keith flicked his nose muttering something about lance being lucky he loved him before snuggling into the tanner’s side.
shiro’s breath tickled his nape and lance could feel small kisses being pressed against the back of his neck.
a comfortable silence enveloped them like a warm blanket and lance was content between his lovers.
he did feel a bit bad about taking them from their work, but they had both been leaders of voltron at a point in time.
they were the most responsible people he knew. they’d be fine.