Voltron oneshots

Sleeping// may have been done

Shiro:
You woke up with the taste of dried spit and left over whatever you had for dinner. Space goo again? You could have sworn it was something different this past time. Either way, it didn't leave a good taste in your mouth. With what little light in the room you looked to your side to see Shiro comfortably asleep next to you, his head on your shoulder. Even though you hated to disturb him from his sleep, you needed to get a glass of water. You were a little hot, too, from being so close to him while you slept. With a sigh you gently wiggled your way from out of the covers and out of the bed. As soon as your bare feet hit the cold floor you shivered. Suddenly you weren't so hot anymore and even debated going back to bed. The grimy taste in your mouth told you otherwise and you headed to the door.
Once out of the room you flinched at the bright lights in the hallway almost bumping into a few things as your eyes adjusted. Even as you got used to the bright lights, you still stumbled your way to the kitchen like a drunkard. Fumbling with the light switch you managed to light the kitchen. It didn't take you too long to get a nice refreshing glass of water and you pretty much downed it in one go.
However, when you turned around to refill your glass you practically jumped three feet in the air as you saw someone out of the corner of your eye. You couldn't manage to hold on to your glass in your fright and it fell right out of your hands. You fumbled trying to properly catch it until your hands managed to get purchase on the slippery glass. A low chuckle resounded to your side and you almost jumped again. Instead you turned to face the source only to see none other than your loving boyfriend, in the same groggy state as you.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." He said, his voice low and a little scratchy.
"I don't think startle really covers it." You replied clearly exasperated. "I would phrase it more like... scared the living shit out of me."
He chuckled again putting his hands up in surrender. "Okay okay, I got it. Next time I'll send you a letter before I enter a room."
"Oh ha ha..." You mocked sarcastically. "What are you doing up anyways?"
"I woke up and couldn't feel you next to me and got worried. Sounds a little silly I know."
"I see, then I guess the next time I leave the bed I'll be sending you a letter of warning." You said quoting his earlier remark. He just shook his head before letting out a yawn. It wasn't long before you were yawning, too. Setting down the glass you shuffled your way over to him, rubbing your arms for warmth.
"Let's just go to bed already, I'm cold." You mumbled.
"Alright." Shiro pressed a kiss to your forehead before the two of you headed back to his room for some much needed rest.

Lance:
It was probably the dead of night when you woke up, annoyed by the boy sleeping beside you. He was practically sprawled out on the bed and kicking you in the side. All the blankets were bunched up onto you and clearly overheating you to the point of being pretty uncomfortable. You angrily shoved the blankets off of you and onto Lance who was dead ass asleep and drooling onto the bed. A sigh forced it's way out of you and you tried to think of how exactly you were going to get out of the bed with the mess of a boy beside you. You debated just shoving him off the bed entirely so you could just get out easily. Hell, he probably wouldn't even wake up if you did.
As tempting as it was, you weren't that mean. Or you were and you just didn't have the energy to move his dumb ass. Either way you managed to escape from the bed and exit out into the hallway. You were too god damn hot and needed to get something that could cool you down. The lights of the hallway were probably even more annoying than Lance's sleeping habits at the moment and you squinted to make sense of your surroundings.
"Stupid lights..." You mumbled to yourself as you finally made your way to the kitchen.
You perked up as soon as you got your water and felt the cool liquid slide down your throat. It was so simple yet so refreshing to you. You sighed contently and just stood there for a second, relishing in the peace you had found in the dead of night. That is, before you felt two arms wrap around you and a face bury itself in your neck.
"Y/N.... Come back to bed. You scared me I thought you were gone." Lance mumbled.
"You're so dumb sometimes... I just needed a glass of water." You said trying to wiggle out of his grasp. His grip was too solid though and you had no choice but to give up.
"Y/N..." He mumbled your name again and you couldn't help but realize how ironic it was. He never wanted to cuddle you in bed but suddenly he was all over you.
"Well I can't go back to bed if you keep holding me like this." You said trying to shove him away.
He seemed to comply this time and let go, eyes still closed, almost like he was sleep walking. You took him by the hand and led him out of the kitchen and back to bed where you two could hopefully get some more sleep.