Hostage P.1 (K)

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Warning: brief mentions of rape

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It was a typical, sunny day in this old small town. You worked at a local cafe as a barista. This section of town was safe and protected but everyone knew that you don't travel to the other side of town. That was where the top 2 deadliest gangs resided: The Galra and Voltron.

Voltron claimed that they were benefiting the town by destroying Galra servants but killing is killing, at least that's what was the general thought process.

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"Hey, (f/n) it's your break why don't you head out." Your boss, also best friend, had came out from the back. "Fine..." You complied.

You never liked leaving in the middle of work even if it was kind of required. You lived in a small apartment and you barely made enough to make it through the month, with hospital payments for you and your parents (mostly your parents), groceries, rent...life sucked. You needed the money.

You took off the apron and stepped out from behind the counter. "I'll be back in 20 ok?" You turned to your boss who nodded and shooed you out.

As you were walking you found yourself traveling towards the sketchy part of town. There was suddenly the sound of screaming. You, being the curious and stupid person you were, followed the sound to an alley.

You hid behind a dumpster and peeked your head around to see three people, 2 male and 1 female, crowded around someone. The one in the middle wore a black suit with a purple tie, black and white hair slicked back pointing a gun at the person. One of them had their back to you but you could make out black hair. It appeared they were keeping the person against the wall.

The last person, the girl, wore a black suit aswell but had a green tie and short light brown hair and circular glasses. She looked down at her watch. "We don't have much time Shiro, Allura's probably wondering where the hell we are and Lance and Hunk should be here soon." "Fine, you want to stay loyal to your evil kind, we have no choice but to kill you." Then there was a gunshot and you quickly stood and started backing away.

A hand was suddenly at your mouth and a gun at your side. "Shh...I don't want to shoot you pretty lady." A sweet masculine voice whispered into your ear. The other three started walking towards you and the man who had his back to you was now in front of you.

He had violet eyes and a red shirt with a black tie, coat and pants. "A witness eh? Too bad." He smiled. "Let's take her to our headquarters, she could serve as entertainment." The man in the middle- Shiro, if you remembered right- stated.

You were then knocked out and thrown into the back of the car with the others.

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You awoke and were in what appeared a living room. Five people stood around you. "Well...here's what we are going to do with you. Each night one of us will own you and do as we please, anything we want to do with you." Shiro grabbed your chin and pulled your face close to his and smirked.

A man in yellow spoke up, "You only have to worry about three of them, Pidge and I don't want you for your body, we want you as help and maybe gradually you can earn your place here." The girl in green nodded.

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As the next few months went on you went from helping Hunk in the kitchen, Pidge in the science room and Lance and Shiro relieve their stress in the sheets.

You helped Hunk make new recipes and try them out. You had even been appointed as his co-chef. Although, everyone actually preferred your sweets and the way you made coffee. What could you say? you worked at a cafe.

You and Pidge had been able to ramp up security and even made a little cleaning robot.

There were two other members that you hung out with too. Allura and you cleaned the place and you and Coran relaxed and you listened to his stories.

Still, three out of seven nights the main force of the group had complete control of you. Two of those nights it felt like your body was being ripped apart, you were simply, a toy. That only left one man, a mystery man. Keith never did anything with you other than the occasional training, it felt nice to have a genuine slumber.

Some nights he'd crawl in bed next to you and wrap his arms around you, other nights, most nights, he'd sleep on the floor and you never understood why.

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"Keith, she's yours tonight. You should try having fun with her she's very easy to please." Shiro gave you a seductive smirk. You had bruises all over your body from him and Lance. Keith simply grunted and grabbed your arm and led you to his room and then set you on his bed while he stood against a wall, like normal.

You had to admit he was pretty hot. Sometimes, once in a blue, he'd spar with you or teach you some fighting tactics. Gradually you started becoming fond of him. You always wondered though, why he didn't do anything.

"Hey...Keith?" His eyes flicked to yours and he hummed. "Why are you so nice to me?" You could've sworn his cheeks turned pink but it was hard to tell, it was kinda dark in his room. "Because...I figured you might like not being toyed with for once, besides, I happen to know you."

Your eyes widened, you knew him?

A/N: I know this sucks...I'm new to oneshots but hey oh well...part two is gonna get a bit serious ;)

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