Shiro x Reader: Space Mom and Space Dad

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Requested by.... @Turtlelover1024 Sorry it took so long again love.

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     "This has gone on for far too long. Enough is enough." Lance suddenly stated, sitting up straight. "What are you talking about?" Keith asked, raising an eyebrow. "Space Mom and Space Dad haven't gotten together yet, and that's gone on for too long. We need to do something about it. Any suggestions?" Lane elaborated, looking around the silent room. It was a few more moments before anyone disturbed the silence again. 

     "We could set something up once they leave to see if the locals here on this planet are friendly. Still, we need to know for sure they like each other." Pidge offered. "I know for sure that (Y/n) likes Shiro, I walked in on a conversation she was having with Allura about it.  They made me swear secrecy." Hunk spoke up. "Okay, anyone know about Shiro?" Lance asked hopefully. "He likes her." Keith said, causing all eyes to fall on him. "Why am I not surprised you know that?" Lance grumbled. "What does that-!"

     "Hey! Cut it out!" Pidge yelled then continued in a softer voice.  "You can fight it out later, but (Y/n) and Shiro will be leaving in a few minutes. We're going to have to work quickly to get done on time. Now, who here besides me knows how to forge handwriting?"

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  (Y/n)'s P.O.V

     I sighed in relief as I stretched my sore muscles. The people were friendly, but their celebration for Voltron was rather long. They made us sit through a two hour long play on how they thought Voltron would defeat Zarkon, and those uncomfortable chairs didn't do any good for my back. 

     Walking into my room, I was going to flop back onto my bed and sleep for the rest of the day, but noticed a slip of paper. Picking up the paper, I unfolded it to see neat writing in print. "Hello (Y/n), I have something important to tell you, but I'm going to make a game of it. Think of it a search and find. In order to get the next clue, or note, you've got to go see Pidge." That was it, that's all it said, no name or signature. Oh, wait, no. At the very bottom right corner of the page was two letters, T. S., T S? Who could that be? Well, in order to find out I had to go see Pidge.

  Shiro's P.O.V

     It was the strangest thing, I walked into the room expecting some time to rest, but found a paper. Who could have gone into my room? The paper said that someone had something important to tell me, but I had to go see Lance to get another clue. That's not the strangest part though, the only trace of a name I could find was two initials at the bottom of the left corner. (Last name initial) (First name initial). Who is (Ln/i) (Fn/i)?

     "What was that Mullet?!" My thoughts were disrupted by the unmistakable shout of Lance. 'Well, that shout came in handy for once.' I thought, making my way in the direction. I heard a mumble, but wasn't able make out what was said. "Before you start yelling again Lance, do you have something for me?" I asked. Lance jumped a bit, whirling around to face me. "Oh- um, yeah I do." He said, rummaging through his pocket and pulling out a slightly crumpled folded piece of paper. "Thank you." I said, grabbing the paper and walking off, the fight resuming as though it had never been stopped. Unfolding the paper I read-

(Y/n)'s P.O.V

     "Your favorite place to pass time with warmth held in your hands? What the hell is that supposed to mean Pidge? And who is sending these notes to me?" I asked, looking  back to the brunette who was currently bent over her computer. "Can't tell you Space Mom, it would take away from the fun anyway." Pidge said, not taking her eyes from the screen. "It's not any fun if I don't know where I'm supposed to be going and don't have the slightest clue as to who is sending these!" I exclaimed. "May not be fun for you, but it's fun for me." She said, finally taking her eyes from the screen and grinning at me. "You're a brat, you know that right?" I asked, then finally walked out of the room, still as lost as before. 

     Your favorite place to pass time with warmth held in your hands. Your favorite place to pass time with warmth held in your hands. Your favorite place to pass time with warmth held in your hands?  What's that even supposed to mean? The only place I'd pass time with something warm in my hands is the main room (the big room where Allura commands the ship). I go there with Shiro all the time to drink coffee and admire the galaxies, planets, and stars, it's the best place to see them. 'Could that be where they're talking about? Well, it's worth a try.' I pondered, changing directions to get to the main room. 

     Upon walking into the room everything looked normal, at first. Soon enough I spotted something lying the middle of the room. Hurrying over I picked up the object, which happened to be a white box with another note attached to it. Opening the note I read... "I know it's been awhile since you've had this, so I took a special trip for you. Down below is the instructions for your final destination." I read before my curiosity got the best of me. I shoved the paper into my back pocket then pulled the string that tied the box closed. Removing the top, I saw that a chocolate bar hidden within. "Thank you whoever you are."  I whispered. I was tempted to start eating right then and there, but decided it would be best for me to put the treat away in my room then continue with this search.

     I grabbed the note from my back pocket and continued to read. "You'll find me where the head of Voltron lies in wait. Upon-"

  Shiro's P.O.V

     "-arrival you'll want to take the west entrance. Stepping through the entrance start counting until you've reached forty paces. Then look up, you'll see me there. What I wanted to tell you was that...  I love you. -(Ln/i) (Fn/i)" Following the instructions I counted each step of mine until I reached forty. I slowly looked up to see (Y/n) looking up at me as well, her eyes wide and a piece of paper clutched in her hands.

     "You're the one who has been leaving me these notes? And you love me?" I asked quietly in astonishment. "I have no idea what you're talking about leaving notes, but I assume you've been leaving the notes for me. And to answer your second question, yes, I do love you Shiro." (Y/n) said, flashing a small smile. I was so happy I couldn't help but throw my arms around her and swing her round and round. "I love you too." I said, quickly pecking her lips without thinking, which caused her cheeks to flush a lovely shade of pink.

     But then it dawned on me, she had said: I assume you've been leaving the notes for me. I hadn't left any notes. "(Y/n), I didn't leave any notes for you, and if you didn't leave those notes for me... then who did?" I asked, looking down at her. Her face contorted in confusion, she opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a loud crash on the other side of the doors.

      Walking over, (Y/n) behind me, I opened the doors. On the other side was the rest of the paladins in a big pile, poor Pidge being on the bottom. "Get off, you're killing me!" She wheezed, the boys scrambling to get off of her. "Were you the ones that did all this?" (Y/n) asked from beside me. "Yeah!" Lance exclaimed, nodding his head, the others following suit. "That's wonderful, but which of you forged the handwriting in the notes? You do realize that is against the law back on earth, right?" (Y/n) asked, her voice sickeningly sweet, while cracking her knuckles. Pidge and Keith both noticeably gulped before getting up and hauling ass out of here. "Get back here brats!" (Y/n) shouted, running right after them.

     A few moments of silence followed, the only sounds being made from Keith and Pidge somewhere in the castle screaming in fear. "I'm just glad it's not me." Lance commented, finally looking away from where Keith, Pidge, and (Y/n) disappeared. "Yeah..." I agreed, not sure of what else to say. "Um... how about some celebratory dessert?" Hunk asked, trying to lighten up the mood. "Yeah, that sounds great."


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