Lotor was getting on my freaking nerves. He's trying to make all of these moves on Lance, though he knows Lance is mine. Everyone else knows that too. So why can't he just give it a rest already!
A small growl escapes my mouth at my thoughts. I pull Lance closer to my chest, as he mumbles something underneath his breath. He cuddles closer to my chest, and I smile, most of my anger draining away. But there is still some.
I check the time on my watch.
Maybe I can train a bit before...
A small whimper escapes from Lance's mouth. I look down, to see him having a nightmare. I pull him even closer into my chest, and start to pull a bit of his hair behind his ear. I repeated that motion, even when the hair was behind his ear already. I knew it was something he loved. I saw Hunk do it one time when Lance was being extra annoying. The boy had calmed down right away and almost fell asleep. (This was something I loved when I would feel sick or couldn't sleep when I was younger. It always calmed me right away)
Lance had stopped whimpering, and now he has a small smile on his face. I smile as well, and rest my head on his, and fall asleep.
Lotor POV
HOW COULD HE. THAT LITTLE GALRA THINKS HE AN STEAL LANCE AWAY FROM ME???!!! No way am I going to let him steal Lance away from me. Not again.
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It may be short, but it has a lot of meaning.
Questions for you guys to think about while reading some of this-
1. What nightmares could Lance be having?
2. Why is Keith so protective of Lance, and did he really learn that little hair thing from Hunk?
3. What does Lotor mean by "Not again."?
;)
-Voidy