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[Pidge watches Hunk for a moment and for a second she's struck - as she usually is - by how good he is at being calming and gentle. It does funny things to her insides and she has to really try to stay focused on the situation at hand. Because this isn't the time for admiring what makes Hunk so great. Right now she needs to make sure that Lance doesn't try to bolt and that she gets to talk about her stupid, stupid feelings. (crushes are so stupid, ew ew ew)

She scoots over a bit on the bed, making room for Lance in case Hunk decides to guide him there.]

That's... not what this is. [For now.] There are some things I need to tell you and- and they involve Hunk, too.

Yeah, buddy. Trust us.

[He tries to rub at Lance's shoulder, but knowing his friend he wasn't going to loosen up until they got it out of their systems. Which means Hunk had to be brave for a hot second. Not his strong suit.

He took a deep breath, guiding Lance towards the spot Pidge made before standing in front of them both.]

Okay, so I should probably start.

[Why doesn't he have a paper bag to breathe into? He should have a paper bag.]

I... kind of have this huge crush. On you both.

[Well, color Lance confused. He really expected Pidge to yell at him, probably even kick him in the shins while Hunk gave him his I AM SO DISAPPOINTED look. Instead he gets a blanket and a seat on the bed and while Lance should really trust them (and he does), he just has no idea what conversation needs this kind of set up.

And then Hunk drops a bomb. In only a few words, Lance is left blinking in confusion as if he suddenly forgot how to speak English, only flicking his head towards Pidge to see if she heard the same thing he did and then back at Hunk.]

You what?

[Hearing Hunk has an equally as huge crush on him (on him!) is shocking enough. Hearing that Hunk has one on Pidge too just throws Lance's entire world into a blender and hits the HIGH button. He doesn't know how to react. Give him a minute to process that bit of information he just received.]

[Pidge's eyes widen to such huge proportions so fast that it's downright painful. Did she hear that right?]

No you don't.

[Her cheeks are burning pink and she blurts those words out before she really even thinks about them. Because what the quiznak. What the quiznak. That's her line, but why is Hunk saying it, is he trying to help her by being the one to take the bullet what is going on--]

No you don't, I do.

[She's so confused and flustered that she's staring at Hunk like she's never seen him before in her life. Because maybe this isn't Hunk? Just a guy who looks and feels like him but clearly can't be him because he's saying things that are throwing both Pidge and Lance for a major loop.]

[Okay, so these reactions were about what he expected. He hadn't answered Pidge earlier because he knew he was going to probably get nervous enough to throw up, and if he was gonna hurl darnit he only wanted to do it the one time.

Two birds with one stone and all that.

He was an efficient genius.]

But like, you're my best buddies and I didn't wanna ruin stuff. But then Lance kissed Pidge so I figured you two were gonna be a thing and I didn't want to get in the way, but then Pidge came and talked to me, and... well. I think it's more complicated than that. Yeah, so... that's my thing.

[He scratched at his head awkwardly.] Your turn?

[Lance has been twisting his poor skinny neck back and forth between Hunk and Pidge and really, it looks more like he's watching a riveting tennis match than hearing his two best friends admit they have feelings for each other and him. He doesn't know what to do here.]

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait a minute!

[He throws his hands up and begins flailing before managing to get a skinny finger pointed at Hunk].

You have a crush on me? And her? What about that jerkoff who you like, but wouldn't give you the time of day?

[Now he's pointing at Pidge because there's no way he's forgetting about her. This was all supposed to be about Lance kissing Pidge because he had feelings for her and her seemingly appearing to not feel the same and now everything's way different than Lance prepared himself for.

Why can't his life be easier?]

And you have a crush on me? So why did you act like I was the worst thing ever when I kissed you?

[Pidge is just. Staring. First it was at Hunk, then it was over to Lance, and now it's just in a neutral point somewhere in between them because dammit Hunk. Pidge had finally just finished processing her own feelings and figuring out what she wanted to say about this whole thing, but now it feels like her prepared speech is now useless and she might as well toss the whole thing right out the window.]

Then-- But when I told you, why didn't you..??

[She cuts herself off with a shake of her head, trying to sort all this out. When she'd said the same thing to Hunk, all he'd responded with was "We all need to talk." She can't remember what she'd assumed - probably something along the lines of "Well here's a surefire way to end our friendship, so let's make sure that doesn't happen" - and listening to him admit that he'd stayed quiet for the same reasons she had...

Oh no. Oh no, it's almost too much again. Her heart is hammering against her chest and her face is bright red, and her eyes only dart toward Lance when he's shoving a finger at her face.]

I never said that! You came at me out of nowhere and I wasn't ready for it, that's all! I was ready to sit in the friendzone because I'm- I'm not anything like the people you've gone after before!

[And to be even more honest, she'd been fairly certain that Hunk wasn't really interested in a lot of girls. Shay had seemed like an exception. And she's not even really surprised to hear that Hunk has been crushing on Lance, because-- Well, that just seems to make sense.]

So-- But you- How can you both like me? [That's still the part she doesn't understand at all. Skinny, mousey, nerdy Pidge being liked by two different boys? What the hell???]

[Time for a rare deadpan look from Hunk for you, Lance, because are you kidding him right now.]

Uh, the guy I was talking about was you, actually.

[He clears his throat a little though when Pidge speaks because she really DOES deserve some kind of explanation for that part, at least.]

So I knew this was going to make me really nervous so I thought it'd be easier if I told you both at the same time? And with Lance gone and us not being sure when he's gonna come back...

[He rubs at the back of his neck.]

Basically if I was going to get so nervous that I was going to throw up I was only going to do it once.

What do you mean you're not like the people I've gone after before? I've gone after ton of people!

[That's probably not helping Lance's defense here, but it's true. Sure, he's shown lots of interest in Allura, but Allura is a princess and way way way out of Lance's league. He knows he doesn't even have a true chance there no matter how hard he tries. But he's also shown interest in other types of girls, even alien girls, and there's interest in Hunk too! So whatever Pidge, whatever. None of that means anything when he's been feeling the feels for you.

But hold on. Lance swivels his head back to Hunk because that guy just said something that's throwing this entire conversation into another tailspin.]

What? It was me? What the hell? I thought you didn't even like guys! You didn't say anything about that until the party and even then, I didn't think you liked me! Of course I wouldn't go out on that limb! Plus you dated Jenny Shabon when you knew I was crushing on her, so I figured it was a boss fight I wasn't gonna win!

[God, why are hormones and love so confusing and difficult? WHY IS COMMUNICATION SO HARD?]

[Seriously, though: What the hell. What the hell!]

[Hunk is first up. She springs to her feet so she can be at her full height as she gives him such a Look, still red-faced from embarrassment (not anger, though the Look might make it seem that way). Their height difference really makes this... not so intimidating, but clearly she's trying to be.]

So you--?! Hunk, you just left me hanging! I thought I destroyed our entire friendship because of my stupid feelings!!

[Though she does appreciate him reserving his puke for another time. And for once she can also appreciate the need to puke out of nerves at all.]

And you!! [She swivels around to flail at Lance now, still just as flustered.] "Tons of people" still never included me! Usually they're all-- [She makes vague round shapes in the air with her hands.] You know, curvier!

[Is Pidge raising her voice? She doesn't mean to be. This is all just very confusing.]

Hey, it's not my fault we're all dysfunctional anxiety ridden teenagers, okay? That's just the way it is!

[Hunk accepted that he was a hot nervous wreck years ago, he had no idea what was taking Lance and Pidge so long to do the same.]

And Lance, buddy. My dude. If I only dated people you didn't have a crush on I'd be able to date like, Keith.

[Lance jumps a little the second Pidge turns on him because while she might be small, she sure is mighty. Also her kicks hurt.]

You do have curves! [He throws his own hands out, mimicking her motions.] You just wear a lot of a baggy clothes that hide them! That's why I thought you were a boy at first!

[Nope. Still not helping at all.]

And wow, excuse me. Don't make me sound like some crush hobag. I never had a crush on Griffin. You could have dated him.

[Honestly, where are they going with any of this? They can stand here and shout at each other or they can figure out what the hell to do with three people and three separate crushes going on. Or six. Maybe nine. Math is hard.]

[Hunk's ~~accurate description~~ accusation makes Pidge all but squeak, cheeks burning all over again and she has to wipe both hands over her face, knocking her glasses completely askew. This is so confusing, and really Pidge just needs a few seconds to sort this all out properly.

So she takes a breath, still hiding her face behind her hands, and makes Attempt Number One as she starts to pace a bit in front of the bed.]

So-- Ugh, so-- I like Lance and Hunk. And Hunk likes me and Lance. And Lance kissed me but is flailing about Hunk liking boys, soooo... He likes me and Hunk?

[She doesn't even try to peek through her hands to look at them. It feels too embarrassing.] Did I miss anything?

Okay, okay. My wheels are turning. So hear me out while I think out loud here.

[He has that face. The one he has when he's putting together a complex design or working through a problem back on Voltron. He's looking upward while he talks out loud, fingers spinning in the air while he speaks.]

So I thought Lance liked Pidge and didn't like me after all, when really he likes both of us.

Lance thought I liked someone else when really I like both of you.

And then Pidge knew Lance liked her but she also liked me so she didn't know what to do with either of us.

[Man, he could really use a white board right now.]

Well, it's kinda like you have to convert an engine to run on more than one fuel source, right? You just modify the engine so it's input is set for both, say, fossil fuel and battery power.

So like. Wouldn't it be easier if instead of leaving someone out we just all ... date each other?

[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.]

Edited 2019-03-31 21:47 (UTC)

[As Hunk went on, Pidge's hands slowly slid down the rest of her face. Revealing her to be looking a lot less embarrassed now and much more contemplative. Because the thing is, Hunk is hitting a lot of the same points Matt did when she first went to talk to him about what happened. Which is good, actually.

So she nods, slow and thoughtful, but wholly agreeing with the sentiment. She even slows her pacing to a halt, facing both boys but with her eyes locked to a spot on the wall. And she's also really glad that it's Hunk saying it and not her, because she's sure it somehow wouldn't have come out of her mouth right.

Plus that engine modification metaphor is spot on.]

..Matt told me that poly-amorous relationships aren't all that uncommon across the universe. And I, uh. [Here she finally looks toward Hunk, then Lance, pressing her lips in a line to brace herself for what she's going to say.] I.. I don't wanna date only one of you anyway.

So I'm game if you guys are.

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