melodiesofeternity | I'll never let you go [Closed]

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I'll never let you go [Closed]

Who: [OU] Takashi Shirogane, [OU] Hunk, the crew signed up to retrieve them.
When: August 15th and 16th
Where: Dream width and then airship
What: Two of Team Voltron got canon updated and now must be retrieved.
Warnings/Notes: Spoilers for season 6, swearing, violence, aaand idefk I'll add more if we need it.

The signal beeps in a steady rhythm like a heart monitor assuring all the patient is still alive. After vanishing a week ago, Takashi Shirogane's mark on the readouts gives no sign what's ahead.

Nor will Hunk's a day later. What does? The memory nebulas swirling with light and color. Just like any other retrieval.

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[Keith, for once, does not argue. Mainly because he's about to drift off himself. It's been days of spotty sleep, constantly waking up at the slightest noise.

At least, until Shiro mentions "movie night."

Oh.

Oh no.

Shiro, what have you done?]

[Oh, that's.

It's not the first time Shiro's said as much - he said he considered Lance his friend when he showed up in this weird, crazy place but it still...

Man.

These airships must be super dusty.]

We can start with the classics.

[Is it...okay? The want to lean back in and just? Enjoy this?]

[He's so tired. He could fall back asleep but that would alarm them. He doesn't want them to worry any more than they already have.]

That sounds like a plan. I leave it to you. Tell me what funds you need when we get that far.

[His voice slurs with exhaustion.]

And now...if you both don't mind, I'm going to get some real sleep. Stay close.

Dare I ask which...?

[He says, with the hand on Lance's back lightly patting him. Yes, it's fine. At the risk of sounding like Hunk: you're family, Lance.]

Sleep sounds good. But Shiro, there's something we need to tell you. [He pulls away only slightly, to look at Lance and reach for his iMog and set an alarm for a few hours later. When they should really start keeping an eye on for the next signal.] Hunk disappeared less than twenty-four hours after you. His name isn't greyed out, so we should be receiving a second signal in a few hours if he continues the trend.

[That's why they haven't returned to Vaikuntha yet.]

It'll be something good.

[Or...something terrible he tells you is good.

Don't worry about it.]

...Yeah. Yeah, he should be showing up soon.

[He clings tighter to Shiro, for just a moment. He hopes he shows up soon. He wants him back so badly. He wants the team to be whole.]

Then we'll all sleep for a few hours. We're going to need it to help him out. There's no telling what kind of memory he'll be trapped in.

[Shiro pats Lance's back and looks over his head at Keith. The team needs to sleep.] We'll bed down here.

We'll all be together when we wake.

[Keith's gaze meets Shiro's and he nods.]

Already set an alarm.

[He says, shifting slightly to lay down beside him. Forget moving any farther at the moment.] It's still Castor's shift. I'll take the next one.

[Because someone has to keep an eye on the monitors.]

[Oh, guess this is...happening.

But he's not going to say no to his leaders. He doesn't quite snuggle into Shiro's ~~pillowy~~ chest, but he does make himself comfortable.]

Don't wear yourself out, Keith.

[And he'll just...close his eyes, and let himself rest.]

[He lays down and isn't surprised when Lance settles up against him. He wraps his arm around Keith when he lays down.]

Alright. Keep me updated on what you detect. I can take over console monitoring when I'm awake. [He is the licensed pilot. He could do that one handed just fine.]

[And if there was any argument about that arm wrapped around him (there isn't), he doesn't say it. Mostly because other than a quiet:] I will.

[...He settles, and falls asleep.]

[...

Lance shifts, bumping his chin against Shiro's chest. He doesn't say anything until he's sure Keith is asleep, but...]

He's going to keep pushing himself too far.

[Mrgph.]

This might be the first time he's slept since you disappeared.

[He glances at Keith molded to his side. Lance's words sink in as he runs his hand up and down his back. He wants to be surprised but there's a jumble of memories in his head. He sighs.]

We can spread shifts out between the five of us. Once Hunk is back, we can spread it out to six. We'll all get some sleep.

[He can bet Lance had some issues with sleeping too.]

It will be alright, Lance.

[He doesn't want to disagree with Shiro, but...]

He needs more than some.

[He's not...going to say anything about the back rubbing. For now, at least.]

I'm still worried about him. You. Everyone.

[Why did he open his big, dumb mouth again? Yikes.]

I know. [His hand rests in the middle of Keith's back as he looks down at Lance.]

I know you're looking out for all of us. We'll handle it together.

[Shiro smiles and it lights up his eyes.]

You've held each other up this long. We'll guard his back, yours, mine. Everyone's. There's a reason there are five Paladins and not just one.

...slept four hours a night minimum, Lance.

[Oh. He heard you two. He buries his face back into Shiro's side and goes back to sleep.]

[Oh.

Keith heard him.

Lance blushes, flustered, and curls in on himself. Keith...wasn't supposed to hear that.]

...I guess that's all we can do.

[Aha...ha.]

[Shiro grins like a Cheshire cat. He knew Keith would have heard it. He settles his hand on Keith's hip.]

I was going to warn you he sleeps as light as I do. [He relaxes and shuts his eyes. He's so tired.]

...but you did good, Lance. Let yourself sleep for a little while. We're okay.

[Wow, Shiro. Fondling Keith in front of him?

That's bold.]

We're okay for now.

[Ugh. He doesn't...want to talk about this now. Or ever. Getting it all out there in front of the two of them...

He shakes his head.]

It's fine. It's nothing. I'm sure it won't matter because you're back, now.

Lance. [His tone is commanding but gentle. If only he had both his arms. He'll fix that later. Shiro sighs.]

We'll talk about it when we get up. Let yourself relax and sleep. You sound like you need it too.

[His right stub of a limb moves as if he were going to move his right hand.]

We'll need you at your best too.

[His best isn't good enough. He's not sure if his best ever will be good enough, so sleep deprivation might not make as big of a difference as Shiro thinks.

But, all he does instead is sigh, and settle back down. He wants to pull away, but if Keith was woken up by him simply speaking...]

Okay, Shiro.

[And he closes his eyes, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. His mind is going a mile a minute, but it won't take him very long to fall asleep.]

[Keith says nothing. Mostly because everything he would have added has already been said. So instead, all he does is nuzzle into Shiro's side and rest a hand on Lance's shoulder. A quiet promise that he won't say a word about hearing him having a concern again. Will he remember it? Of course, but not another word.

Besides. He's been lowkey worrying about Lance and Pidge all week. You're his team.]

Leave the worrying to our pilots for now.

[And go the quiznak to sleep.]

[He rubs Keith's side and murmurs a soft goodnight to both of them. His hand settles once more on Keith's hip. It feels like it belongs there.]

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