[As much as Lance wanted Pidge to look at him in any other way other than in annoyance, her staring unnerves him. He wants her to say something, anything. Even yelling at how he crossed a giant line and how very dare he sneak a kiss in on her under the guise of platonic gift giving would be better than her boring holes into him.
But then finally she's speaking, but it's not quite the words Lance expected to hear.]
Why not?
[Okay, so forgive him if he seems slower than usual and dumber for asking shit like that. He's in shock himself, running on autopilot ever since he called Pidge into the hallway. Lance really thought his face would be stinging red right now with a tiny handprint on his cheek. Instead he still has red cheeks, but wide surprised eyes and a speeding heart.]
Are you gonna make Matt do it? [Lance knows damn well Pidge can fight her own fights, but maybe sometimes she wants Matt to go the dirty work.]
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But then finally she's speaking, but it's not quite the words Lance expected to hear.]
Why not?
[Okay, so forgive him if he seems slower than usual and dumber for asking shit like that. He's in shock himself, running on autopilot ever since he called Pidge into the hallway. Lance really thought his face would be stinging red right now with a tiny handprint on his cheek. Instead he still has red cheeks, but wide surprised eyes and a speeding heart.]
Are you gonna make Matt do it? [Lance knows damn well Pidge can fight her own fights, but maybe sometimes she wants Matt to go the dirty work.]