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"Wait........Lotor did what now?" Keith asked in confusion, dark brows stinking is confusion.
"Well he-"
"No no no I know what he did I just wanted to make sure I wasn't hearing things. Lotor hit on Lance?" He asked incredulously.
"Maybe he was just being nice?" Lance suggested in vain, not that he believed it himself, but it was still easier to think about than the fact that a hot dude had actually hit on him. Maybe all the Galra were like that.
"Lance he all but said he wanted you in his harem. I wouldn't call that friendly." Shiro snapped. He had been on edge and snippy ever since they had boarded the ship.
Keith snorted, "I don't know Shiro. I'd call that very friendly."
"What. No. I'm not gonna let any alien prince turn my best friend into a literal slave Leia." Hunk shouted. He turned to Lance, eyes sincere and a little watery. "Don't worry about the scary alien, bud. I'll protect you."
Lance responded by banging his head repeatedly against the control center.
"Shiro you're just telling us what we had already guessed." Pidge said, not bothering to look up from her computer. "Lance is a fucking furry. And now we have proof."
"HEY." Lance shouted, jerking up from his place on the floor. "If anyone on this ship is a furry it's Keith."
Pidge looked unconcerned. "Whatever. You're both furries."
"What's a furry?" Keith chimed in, face twisted in confusion.
Allura and Coran looked curious too, and Lance and Pidge shared a look as they promised to never ruin the innocence of the rest of the team.
"That's not important." Hunk said. "What matters is what are we going to do about Lotor? What if he'll only help us if we give him Lance?"
Lance rolled his eyes. "You guys are overreacting. Lotor's not going to lock me up in his basement or anything." He paused, "unless he's into that."
"It's still a concern." Shiro said, ignoring Pidge's disgusted noises. "We can't just be giving up our paladins to random space princes. But we do need his help defeating Zarkon."
Allura looked conflicted. "Lance. You know I would never sell you out, but we need his aid. Perhaps we could start with a trial period and see if you feel too uncomfortable."
"Hey I'm cool with that. I thought the dude was pretty nice in the first place." Lance shrugged. He definitely was not about to tell the truth, that he actually found Lotor kinda (very) hot. He was sure the fiery blush on his cheeks was already giving that away. Spending more time with him certainly wasn't the worst thing he could do.
"Well I'll contact the ship and let them know what we've decided. Until then everyone should get some sleep, if they accept our terms it'll be a long day tomorrow." Coran said, shooing the paladins out the door.
When Lance finally fell asleep that night it was to thoughts of long lavender hair and glowing yellow eyes.