[While Pidge is pacing and Hunk is engineering his way out of this situation, Lance just stands there, eyebrows knitted together hard enough that he's probably going to leave this room with a new set of wrinkles.
So they all like each other. Cool. No, not cool at all. How long has each of them felt this way toward the other? Lance can't remember when he stopped looking at Pidge as a crewmate, a teammate, and a friend and started looking at her as all that and something more. His crush on Hunk, however, that he remembers. He rooms with a big huggable guy for a year or two, sees him in all states of undress, knows every one of his stomach weaknesses, Lance can't forget the day Hunk smiled at one of his dumb jokes and how his heart skipped a beat.
But in the end, they're three people and Lance has no clue how any of this works except that one of them is going to be left out. Considering that it's Pidge and Hunk, two highly intelligent people, and he's the dumb one, Lance is preparing himself for the incoming rejection.
Except he should have been preparing himself to answer Hunk because all that falls out of his mouth is:]
¿Qué?
[Excuse your best bud, Hunk. He's forgotten how to speak English in the face of your extremely out of left field question.]
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So they all like each other. Cool. No, not cool at all. How long has each of them felt this way toward the other? Lance can't remember when he stopped looking at Pidge as a crewmate, a teammate, and a friend and started looking at her as all that and something more. His crush on Hunk, however, that he remembers. He rooms with a big huggable guy for a year or two, sees him in all states of undress, knows every one of his stomach weaknesses, Lance can't forget the day Hunk smiled at one of his dumb jokes and how his heart skipped a beat.
But in the end, they're three people and Lance has no clue how any of this works except that one of them is going to be left out. Considering that it's Pidge and Hunk, two highly intelligent people, and he's the dumb one, Lance is preparing himself for the incoming rejection.
Except he should have been preparing himself to answer Hunk because all that falls out of his mouth is:]
¿Qué?
[Excuse your best bud, Hunk. He's forgotten how to speak English in the face of your extremely out of left field question.]